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Out in the woods I took a stroll But the trial was getting mighty droll So off into the thicket I dared go The further I went the thicker it got But I was determined to find what I sought I was so tired of these overwhelming thoughts The trorns stretched out and cut thin lines My hands got entangled within the vines This seems to be a constant thyme of mine But I pushed on, pushed through Even though the pain grew Had I bitten off more than I could chew The brambles I was currently entangled in Went on, and on much to my chagrin I couldn't even tell where I had been I sat right down there amongst the thorns Why did I never listen to that voice that warns But I never did, I always meet the bull by the horns About to give up, about to coincide But what happened next was hard to believe A crimson red bird flew down and sat by me He started to sing of better days of better ways He sang of greener pastures in which to graze Even if on my hands and knees a trail I must blaze "So don't give up" he screeched as he flew "Your trials will be a lot more than a few" "But pushing on I know you can do" So that I did, on my hands and my knees I knew perseverance held the keys I would be as brave as my ancestors, the Cherokees When I finally broke through, dog tired and ****** Body covered in the thorny cuts, face muddy I looked like a severely beaten puppy But as I looked down on the valley below I let all of that go I was now within nature's wonderful flow The smell of honeysuckle and lilacs did mingle A scent so delectable it made my senses tingle The dew on the vibrant green grass, like diamonds did twinkle I'm so glad even though sorrow overflowed my cup That I didn't give in to all of this world's snubs I pushed on and didn't give up Life is an oxymoron, on that you can depend For now that I'm at the end My life can truly begin
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May 23, 2016
May 23, 2016 at 11:38 AM UTC
The Brambles I'm Currently Entangled in
Out in the woods I took a stroll But the trial was getting mighty droll So off into the thicket I dared go The further I went the thicker it got But I was determined to find what I sought I was so tired of these overwhelming thoughts The trorns stretched out and cut thin lines My hands got entangled within the vines This seems to be a constant thyme of mine But I pushed on, pushed through Even though the pain grew Had I bitten off more than I could chew The brambles I was currently entangled in Went on, and on much to my chagrin I couldn't even tell where I had been I sat right down there amongst the thorns Why did I never listen to that voice that warns But I never did, I always meet the bull by the horns About to give up, about to coincide But what happened next was hard to believe A crimson red bird flew down and sat by me He started to sing of better days of better ways He sang of greener pastures in which to graze Even if on my hands and knees a trail I must blaze "So don't give up" he screeched as he flew "Your trials will be a lot more than a few" "But pushing on I know you can do" So that I did, on my hands and my knees I knew perseverance held the keys I would be as brave as my ancestors, the Cherokees When I finally broke through, dog tired and ****** Body covered in the thorny cuts, face muddy I looked like a severely beaten puppy But as I looked down on the valley below I let all of that go I was now within nature's wonderful flow The smell of honeysuckle and lilacs did mingle A scent so delectable it made my senses tingle The dew on the vibrant green grass, like diamonds did twinkle I'm so glad even though sorrow overflowed my cup That I didn't give in to all of this world's snubs I pushed on and didn't give up Life is an oxymoron, on that you can depend For now that I'm at the end My life can truly begin
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Down the rabbit hole, and off the beaten path, I met you smiling, arms open, ready to laugh I couldn't get enough of that infectious grin; My eyes greedily lingered on you as if a look gave me everything. I had great expectations for my new found friend; you untangled some knots to make my heart beat right again. I envisioned us together, just two people, having fun. But I guess things that are as sweet as honey and rich as vanilla must come to an end. I got unfairly close. a mistake on my front. I couldn't help myself from getting near such a warm, cozy light. I'm like a moth on a zapper... I should have know what was right. You illuminated my world, Like a candle in a dark room. I was too fixed on the flame to notice the mess being made, wax dripping to the table, slowly making the candle smaller and smaller. It ended with earl gray. A hot cup of tea. Too bad I had to nock it all over me.
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Mar 6, 2016
Mar 6, 2016 at 10:33 PM UTC
Down The Rabbit Hole