The lions outside of your door The wolf is in your bed The lion's claws are sharpened for war The wolf's teeth are red And what a monstrous sight he makes, mocking man's best friend The lion and the wolf both crave the same thing in the end
A dash of color to express Phase against a monochrome body I dress in black Perhaps out of convenience Or a sign of financial insecurity My nails are all that sing Colors that are oh so bold So light to the touch
Have I lost the touch I was given from superior, Do my views and likes replace soul that is dripped in my ink, Because as I write I feel Every single line, Like it's my first day at school, My first love, heart break, Backstabbers and enemies.
It fills up this empty ink With fuel, fire and soul, Designs and pictures That I paint on paper No matter how many people Try stop this tide of words I sew together with meaning And life choices.
My emotions are drained Onto the paper like a sponge, Along with those tear drops And for what is to remain Whether it's good or not, Everything I write I feel with passion and pain.
I wrote this because I've had a lot of negative comments about poetry as a whole recently and it frustrated me haha!
If you were the sky Then I'd be the sea And when you shined bright It would reflect in me. When you're at rest Then I am steady. If you wanna get rough I'm always ready. Past closing at the bars If you show me the stars I'll open right up And cast them out far. And on the darkest night If you won't shine a light. Then I'm silent alongside you Until you feel right. We'll meet at the horizon Where lovers will stare And wonder with passion Why they can't meet there. And you'll share me a kiss As bright as two suns. When they meet in the middle I'll know the days done. And I can tell that's your way of saying to me. Goodnight my love. If you were the sky and I were the sea.
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