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the black rose Aug 2019
and if you ever do anything...
make sure to feel good about it,
feel good in it,
free yourself through it.
if you love it,
dont ask questions,
go ahead and just do it.
its your life,
you should live it.
give it time or just give it all you’ve got.
the black rose Aug 2019
be patient
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maybe you've never had to wait for anything.
maybe you've never had anything worth waiting for.
why do i title my poems journal entry? because they are small pieces\insight that stem from my actual journal entry. you're welcome.
the black rose Aug 2019
all of these words and these rhymes spilt,
yet still i can barely find any to share..
all of the time spent,
searching time zones and time lengths
yet there's nothing that even comes to mind.
when im in your presence,
im supposed to be present.
is it me or is it me?
cause if its me,
ill say with me im outspoken
with nothing unspoken...
the black rose Aug 2019
as far as contentment goes,
im losing sight.
im going mad,
ensuring everything is right.
and what is right?
right?
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see, its a battle of the
ego vs self...
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ego wants the linear,
self wants the lesser.
ego wants a challenge,
ego folds when under pressure.
self wants ascension,
minimal attention.
self wants what's pure.
and the ego wants what's sure.
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self says to "be still"
while the ego says "compete",
if they cant work together,
will i ever be complete?
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but,
in the end,
it works out.
in the end they work together,
in harmony and balance.
now as one,
they live forever.
the black rose Aug 2019
only speak when im spoken to
and when im spoken through.
the black rose Aug 2019
your lack of self-expression is impressive.
although you seem so open,
you leave questions.
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you seem assertive and aggressive.
un-guarded,
un-protected.
like everything you want just leaves a negative affect.
is
everything okay love?
are you sure that you'll be fine?
cause everything you're hiding will be brought to light in time.
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i can tell you're one of them,
searching for a place.
running out of space.
losing track and
losing trace of
present vs past,
slowly vs fast.
you're caught up in the rise of what no one can outlast.
day whatever. month whatever
the black rose Aug 2019
i see no flaws but my own.
im running wild,
i need a home.
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so i roam
free and frantic
no romance,
im not romantic.
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no holding hands,
there’s only rants here.
oh & a listening ear.
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there’s only fear of what could be,
all focus on what cant.
my mind is learning patience,
while my soul just wants to dance.
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still i draw no lines,
only rhymes,
only siglis and signs.
i stay behind,
not keeping time.
i see and know,
the all is mind.
so keep your mind right...
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im either searching future or
running through my past life.
im living but
i think that i am on my last life.
i think im moving pass life
here in the physical.
the only thoughts im having are unclear and residual.
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i need a new scene,
new name.
new theme,
im drained...
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