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 Jun 2014 Joahne Lee
JWolfeB
It's natural
to be afraid
I'm definitely terrified
of love
 May 2014 Joahne Lee
furies
My life
is made up of
interesting lives.
People that seem
to always be in
motion, doing
and experiencing life
and all that it offers.
I merely sit and observe
from behind the railings,
Yearning to join in,
But having not the courage
That would be needed to
Step away from my life
Into the one I wish I had.
I'd paint you like a blank canvas
into a masterpiece created by my hands alone,
I'd write you, your very own fairy tale,
I'd smear my ink across your blank pages
into the best story ever told,
I'd find and fine tune your inner lyrics
into the most beautiful of songs,
I'd learn the dance to the rhythm
beating inside your chest,
I'd be the keeper of your inner most fears
I would hide them away
so they would lack the power to cause you anymore tears,
I'd safeguard always the keys that belong to all that is you,
I'd stand beside you never to fail or waiver
because my love for you would be constant and true,
I'd treasure your existence and beautiful soul,
I'd lay the world at your feet,
I'd bring you the moon,
I'd capture fallen stars
give all my wishes to you,
I'd walk across broken glass,
I'd swim the ocean floor,
I'd shelter you in any kind of storm
I'd protect you by taking the force of the blow,
But mostly I would love you
until time is no more....
Falling in love is as
beautiful as watching
the sun shining on the rain
in Spring
An ineffable yearning,
Is serendipity,
A blissful sorrow,
Is not lucid.

Falling in love is  
picking shards of
broken glass knowing
you'll bleed,
Is a veritable tornado,
The eye of a hurricane
flattening everything in
it's path
And it doesn't abate


It's roller-coaster you must ride

Only to throw up after.
 May 2014 Joahne Lee
Miriam
anxiety
 May 2014 Joahne Lee
Miriam
is like crashing onto the shore
getting pulled back by the waves
with water in your mouth
and your vision going black
and it feels like somehow
it's never gonna stop

you keep on sinking
and sinking
and sinking,

but you never
drown.
i walked in the wilderness
i walked alone
there were signs and portents
but they were shallow imperfections on reality's page
they were ink stains afterthought to a great symphony
a dust devil in backwater forever forgotten road
and as i walked i heard it spin past
i saw its track on the cracked pavement
but did not slow my steps
after all i knew not a single face ever born of dusts fire

she came upon me in the wilderness
she stopped me in my walking with a gesture
that was complex in its simplicity
that was rich in its lack of words
she asked me to think upon the need
i asked her with a single tear frozen in time
heated by the hearts sun

she painted a masterpiece there on
the sunbaked road
she used the world as her canvas
she used the color of her words as her paints
and what she showed me
beckoned me further in thought
drew the mind to look upon its on mechanics
and with her hand she made doves in the air
with her hand she made soft trees upon which they could live

i walked once in a wilderness
i once walked alone
in an unseeing way
striding forth to an unseen future
till she had come upon me
and gave my words wings
and gave my mind a key
that turned in the wilderness
and released me

she made me a brown turtle dove
living in a paradise of roses
by the side of a road through a wilderness
that has no beginning
no end
she said no need to walk the road
now that you can fly
gave my mind a key
released me
I don't want to
Get lost
In you
But I fear
I have travelled
Much too
Far.
I never planned on
Staying up
Till four am
Wondering
About the thought
Of us.
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