Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
My heart dressed in polka dots and dark shades
Hair and hurt sitting on shoulder blades
Across rose-colored skin,
I brush my fingers over bumps and scarred perfection.

Dance with me in a pit of quicksand, rockabilly babe
And help me understand that I don't need to be afraid

We are children with short attention spans
and short term parents,
and it's apparent, in this short span of time,
I love you.
Watch the light leave us
Keeping us all in the dark
Until the day comes
I am not a poet...I am just a M.A.N
Living in a world where words can stand
Sharing these lines so you can feel
My passion for this art is for real
Infinite emotions I feel inside  
Will not stay silent nor will I hide
Writing clever lines was never a plan
Emotions open up now I understand
Explosion of thought put on paper
Reality smokes all inhale the vapor
Mold it..fold it..write it on a line
Infuse it with my soul than I sign
M.A.N capture your imagination then blend
Too much of me I would not recommend
Scorpio I am..don't play with me
You might get stung by your destiny
I am one finger in a larger hand
I am not a Poet..I am just a M.A.N
M.A.N 6-11-14
Leaves come down
and brush against my forehead
as I walk underneath its rain.
It stands tall and mighty
like nothing can tear it down.
Somehow the belief
of infinity flourishes,
thought its roots,
up its spine,
and out through its tips.

I stare from its feet,
stuck into the ground,
without the ability to move.
How can such a being be happy.
How can it live.
How can it prosper.
I wish I would understand
but I cant.
I cant comprehend
how people and nature live
without moving
without seeing things.

I guess I expect too much
and am oblivious to everything else
I already have.
Why cant I just be happy.
Why do I have to care.
I want to be rooted and learn to live.
ISU: gotta finish, gotta be perfect,
hand them on time if not early.
EXAMS: gotta study, not time to play,
oh god help me. I'm drowning in stress.
help me though the next few days
keep me calm*

SOS.
you can spend your life
following the rules
breaking them
making them

you can choose to love
yourself
everyone
no one

you can get though the days by
drinking tea
drinking coffee
drinking *****

in the end, we all die

therefore, you can choose
that these decisions
your way of living

isn't what matters
is all that matters
or that nothing matters at all
Next page