"happenning" poems
I don't know why,
But you took me by surprise.
I was mesmerized with everything that was happenning all the time
And all around,
But all, all I could think of
Was you.
Your hands on me,
Your voice telling me things
Nobody else knew.
And I'm trying to let you know
What I could never tell.
I can't -
If I do,
You will hurt me.
I don't
Want
To lose you.
Not just now
Not when it's all just so raw...
Jun 4, 2013
Jun 4, 2013 at 3:50 PM UTC
I was never the kind of person who was
always believing the colors of the world
happenning ahead
Sure I’m aware of what is red
it’s pretty similar to rivers of love
surrounded by hearts of the dead
but color blind people see differently
As well as other beings which
make us question colors reality so
How are we sure that
what we’re feeing is felt...
When we need to reach out for help..
What are the little things
that we focus on
that should just be left out?
If how loud we’re screaming
comes off as just a mere shout
-I am not a product of my environment
Feb 11, 2019
Feb 11, 2019 at 7:09 PM UTC