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Hank Love Mar 2023
On that day, I felt that fire of fire
For in my heart burned such desire
And Such desire had I not wanted more.

'Twas a vision and captured thought
Another place I dare forgot
And my longing left my soul to wrought!
Their splendid secrets left beyond the door.

A child's shadow lived in the walls
To every book their voice would call
Music filled the air and God forbid they fall
And shall the memory reside forevermore!
Hank Love Oct 2022
I sit outside more often,
Taking notice of everything
That I feel like I hadn't seen before.
The sun on my skin feels so different.
The birds sing a different song.
The grass looks a bit more green
And until now I never watched
A flower bloom.
Hank Love Oct 2022
In the highest hopes of Heaven
Do the radiant angels
Call the name of Helen.
Who's beauty is fair
Much like they which do dwell there.
Who's eyes do resemble
The stars at night that are assembled
To throw such light upon a wanderer far.
How thine beauty is to me,
Upon the waves of that crystal sea
And I do not by any means
Speak such truth for just pleasantries.
But the words embedded in my heart
Have kept their stay by your own part.
Though how the moon holds my envy
For upon that brim are you perched,
Praised by many.
And though I'm certain I hold your pity,
You remain to hold my heart.
Hank Love Sep 2022
What it doesn't further hurt
Doesn't mean it stops the pain
I carry an umbrella out
Doesn't mean it'll shield the rain

I talk to those who go before me
Doesn't mean they come back
A serpent lies in sleeping
Doesn't mean it won't attack

I Turn my back
And there's a knife through me
I turn my eyes away
But still I somehow see

Close the door and throw the blinds
I won't let you in this time
I won't let you drag me down this time
There's something more deep inside
You break my heart but I'm still alive
I'm still alive

I talk to shadows on my wall
It keeps the thoughts out of my head
Sleeping with the light on
Too afraid of the monster under my bed

But the walls are closing in again
And I feel like im a slave
Drowning in my own sin
But the ship still remains

I turn away
And I leave the ashes behind
I throw another picture away
Burning the past goodbye

Close the door and throw the blinds
I won't let you in this time
I won't let you drag me down this time
There's something more deep inside
You break my heart but I'm still alive
I'm still alive
Hank Love Aug 2022
Four roads meet,
The map tells the car to turn right,
But the car across from them must turn left.
I am not in either of the vehicles.
I'm not sure how I've gotten here either.
Nor am I sure which road to take.
The map in my hand has grown worn
And makes it to where I cannot see.
My heart is the angel on my left shoulder
And my mind is the devil upon my right.
The heart, though silent, speaks to me
In a way that only I can understand.
But I can hardly hear that voice,
When the mind screams
At me in great volumes.
The passengers inside the vehicles
Pose as distraction, as each of them
Tells me a different direction.
One path is barren,
Filled with pain and sacrifice
While the other is paved in silver lining.
And the third is marked with the footsteps
From my past.
And I stand separating each of them.
Should I take the easy path,
I must ask myself if it will always be
The straight and narrow
The whole way through.
And should I take the barren path,
I fear that it will be constant.
So today I stand in the crossroads.
Tomorrow I may take one path,
And the next perhaps I will take the other.
But today, I pray that I at least take one step.
Hank Love Aug 2022
Where have you gone?
Was it something they've said?
You've said "So long"
While there's still lines to be read

I miss your creative words
And the emotion that flows in you
They remind me of swords
Able to stab right through

You are a dreamer
A creator all your own
You are a father to your people
In times when you feel alone
And in our human right
A pool of blue flows through our veins
But if you were to bleed
Your blood would appear as ink

Have you put aside the pen
And pushed that dream away?
There's so much to write
About everything that happened today

You may be in a wrong place
Where nothing comes to mind
But there's another world for you
To just leave this one behind

You are a dreamer
A creator all your own
You are a father to your people
In times when you feel alone
And in our human right
A pool of blue flows through our veins
But if you were to bleed
Your blood would appear as ink
Hank Love Aug 2022
She's pure, hot and cold
Her hair looks like gold
Her touch feels like velvet strands

But I still can't believe that I could ever have her
How could I be the one who ever gets to hold her

While she spins in the sky
All around me where I can't reach
And she flies but never touches land
She's out of my hands
And She's out of my league
Cause she spins in the sky
All around me

The way she walks
She's on the clouds
And I ask her to come down
And rescue me

But im just another guy on the ground
And I could never be with her now

While she spins in the sky
All around me where I can't reach
And she flies but never touches land
She's out of my hands
And She's out of my league
Cause she spins in the sky
All around me
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