As the diamonds fall
The night they fill
Threatening the darkness
The light their thrill
Seemingly endless
These stars do fall
Together they are balancing
The weight of it all
Harmoniously they plummet
Throughout the sky
Revealing the reason
That their heavens cry
Heedless of the night
These diamonds do shine
Moving ever toward
Their grand design
Broken and beaten
These stars be true
As the diamonds do fall
Ive fallen for you

The way the wind moans
Prose a story
Of life lessons learned
Minus love and its glory

Within this wind
Sadness resides
A remainder of madness
Not even the wind can hide

Angered by its loss
Ashamed to say
The reason the wind moans
Blowing away

Time is past due for you to be you.
Do not let the clock tell you how to.
Instead, tell the clock:
"I will be I, you can be two."
Second..'s before the third is due.
...
Ellipses.

Minds claim to know that which is not.
Foundations... they are broken and they rot.
From the rubble is found a truth stronger than life;
To understand that knowing is nothing but
Standing on our understanding.
Now we 'K'now

Art in Poetry
By Lisa Noe{e:cat}

I'll Paint a picture of something sweet
I'll put it on my wall when it’s complete
I am an artist with quill in hand
With each stroke and every strand
I paint a picture for the world to see.

I use words with my art
To paint a picture light or dark
I tell stories for you to enjoy
About monsters and places and ploys
These are things that give me joy.

My words are poetry in motion
for my words I have complete devotion.

© Copyright 2016 ~Lisa Noe~kittylove

These words I write in steel
For I fear living within a world
Bound between loosely knit hallows
Perpetuated by the lonesome crinkling
Of a paper wrought in a sleeve of gold and silver
As sweetly as the soft waxing of a grand moon
Swaying amongst the throes of light
Darkened by the sickening influx
Of overindulgence creeping and undulating
Ever towards my secrets wrapped in steel

We are all free falling
Yet never really free
Inside and out
This fall tragedy
We reach for help
But find no footing
Spinning around
Our stomachs churning
Endless is this abyss
Tumbling away
Our minds begin to slip
Running astray
In this place
Time has no bearing
Yet a light does shine
A pinpoint in the black
Forever a way of knowing
The path to get back
In our struggle to grip
That ever expanding gray
My solution for you is simple
Stop running away