"insipired" poems
She was the one who said yes
When everyone kept saying no
She was the one who asked questions
When everyone kept silent
She was the one who whent left
When everyone was walking right
She was the one who touched the sky
When everyone one was kissing ground
I was the one who got insipired
By curiousity and interest of hers
I was the one who followed
Through her open doors
Where everything is alive
Where everything is alright
Where screams are right
Where curiousities live
Away from dusty boxes
Of already forgoten people
Who didnt think or feel
That there is another way
She was only one sane in this world
Of plain things surrounded by coldness
Without her I would be lost in numbness
Dying slowly or already gone
She gave me answers
To questions I didnt know that exist
She showed me colors
That nobody sees
Maybe she just got me insane?
Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 4:04 AM UTC
*Let me look into your eyes,
Tell what I feel for you inside.
I'm sincere, I'll tell you no lie.
These feelings, I just couldn't hide.
Let me take your hand,
Bring you to another land.
Where it's just you and me,
contented, insipired, and happy.
If you could just let me,
Eveything will be in harmony.
"Yes," is all I want to hear from you.
Wouldn't want to hear "no" 'cause I don't wanna lose you.*
Sep 22, 2015
Sep 22, 2015 at 12:13 PM UTC