"flourishment" poems
As a man
A heterosexual man
I felt comfortable making the decision with her
To voluntarily share one of the most important tools for human flourishment
At 16
But as a man
A heterosexual man
I get uncomfortable at the notion
Of telling my best friend of 10 years
That I love him at 21
Unless we're both in a drunken stupor
Or a tragedy permits such vernacular
Am I a real man?
Do I stand rooted
In a twined thicket of contexuality
Or is my purpose on the course of infinity
Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 6:48 PM UTC
Why is
'Good'
So hard
Fought for?
Fighting,
Struggling.
To feel at ease,
Comfortable.
Easy reaction.
Instead of Calculated
Responses.
None of it has ever been easy.
Fumbling,
Stumbling,
Mumbling
Around.
Pretending to know all.
Faulty Inflation.
So many things left unsaid
Not told.
Seems all things fabricated.
Easy to distract
Complicated Mins.
Should know,
be Taught,
Guided
On how to
Allow
Self
Flourishment.
'Alone'
is a state
You.
Decided
To Enter.
You.
Were not forced.
You.
Eliminated Love,
Care,
Friendship,
Happiness.
You.
Have lost control of your
Mind.
It's Essence
Has more
Power
Than known to
Thy Self.
Do not forget that
You.
Own it.
Can Take Back
Control.
Simply
Step Back.
Physically if need be...
Remove yourself mentally.
Take a Look.
Notice the careful
Steps.
Change.
You.
Dec 2, 2013
Dec 5, 2013
Dec 5, 2013 at 8:14 PM UTC
Cut- Raw
Up, over, down
What I want, you.
Is an understatement
You are a rose, petals so
Brittle, non-flourishment
Our feelings are a draw-bridge
An essence. A spark.
The most hyper-active form of devastation
Blades of confessions
Timid rejections
My imagination lingers
Victim, you are not
Nor a cob-web in a bed of lies
Trapped.
But a strike of cyan sensation
Misplaced
Mystic,
Brave
What is your depth?
Sharpen your arrow to hunt
words that went
Adrift.
Feb 16, 2016
Feb 16, 2016 at 3:29 PM UTC