Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Maybe I was misinformed,
Or simply couldn’t understand,
what it meant to go,
from a boy to a man,
where's picasso when you need someone,
to paint a vivid picture,
so these distinct images in my head,
will soon become a work of art.
All Rights Reserved 2015 @justakiddnamedsmoove
How to hold this rage,
To keep belly-fire
Burning

In righteous anger

As manifold wrongs
Surround.

How to keep this rage
When love balm
Overflows
To calm the furnace
I would sing
To you
My love

Could I sing

I would dance
With you

Could I dance

I would take
You fly
My love

Could I fly

But cannot

So
Please
My love

Accept this
Metronomic
Beating heart

In lieu
Jade tree cuttings
In window sill tray

Pictures on walls

Panama hat
Hooked

Not a stick of
Furniture
To soften the bones

Home sweet home

Crescent moon
Through
Undraped window
Snowflakes fall softly
On my pathway of lonely
life's cold without you
Next page