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s Jun 2016
you shattered my feelings
and i tried to digest the
shards but cut my vocal
chords on the glass. i find it
difficult to talk now, but it makes
no difference because you never
listened to my words to begin with.

looking at you is dangerous, like
when you stare at the sun for too long and
it puts a strain on your eyes. it burns,
but you're still beautiful so i tolerate the pain.

i knew this love would hurt me,
but i never thought it would leave me
mute and blind.
CasiDia Jun 2016
on the horizon of tribulation
 variables hover as unwritten expressions
       the plane of abstract thought
         a stream of consciousness
           holds memories from long ago
                
   the uncertainty holds us
      close as a ghost
      our worlds float further away
       and the fatigue remains
         intimately alive

      when I sit alone
     she shows me that I'm small
      too imbued with a tendency
          to exude, to emote
              I am barely vocal
         the plan is predictable
       you pluck sentiment from thin air
          and with a flap of your wings
               take off into trepidation
Rachel Julia Oct 2015
I walked in on shaking legs
Hurry away my mind begs

But I decide to leap
Wishing I was sound asleep

Like that last step in the dark
Go ahead do it from the heart

I quietly begin my song,
With luck it will not last too long

After a slow beginning I grow and grow
I smile and soon somehow I know

Their faces are warm like a hot cup of tea
I know they see the improvement in me

They applaud and they smile
Now it’s time to wait for a while
Thank you. x
Rachel Julia Oct 2015
The music wrapped itself around us as
we sang and forgot.
The room had left us.
The paper copies danced away
and we forgot.
Simply perfect music flowed from us,
we were all there together
completely focused and completely mesmerized
and it happened again.
Thank you for reading. x
Poetic T Sep 2014
The words do not flow
Only tunes come forth
Notes
Sounds,
Music,
Is my vocal love
I will speak
Cello,
Violin,
Guitar,
Sting my words together
My vocabulary is vast
I use keys
Black
&
White
Do you understand what is said
I will voice it slow
That your ears take it all in
Tears will fall,
As an orchestra
Of sound comes forth,
Emotions will spill
As all is spoken in
String,
Keys,
Tunes,
Are my language, let them be heard
Inspired by Linsey Sterling
She waits for the right guy?
As I stand there at her side.
I can hear her silent crys,
But she can not hear mine.

Slowly I start to try,
Convince her of the reasons why.
But she still waits,
For that excuse for a perfect guy.

Scared and blistered under my finger nails,
From scratching at my heart.
Is this a sad tragedy?
Or a piece of art?

— The End —