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What a Nice Idea

Don’t demonstrate to me what you can show without effort

The personality of life takes its shape in you

Oh how I wish I was that lively

Still, I take time to come into my own

A feeling of lack makes me think I’ve found a home

In you

I want to be like you but I’m not you

What a dissonance

You flaunt your privilege

While I’m submerged underwater, waiting to come up

You’ve found a comfortable raft on which to brave the seas

Oh the irony

This old rickety thing?

What am I saying?

I bite my tongue until it bleeds

Maybe that will teach me

Finally

To let it all go

Baby Steps

Given the right context

I could bloom with many prospects

Give me the right tune to sing

Give me the harmonic melody

You struck a chord in me that resonated

Life and death I contemplated it

One day my breath will leave me

Will you teach me how not to hold your hand

So that I may blaze the trail of my own accord

An unbinding of self, a sweet divorce

Resulting in a union

The separation of two creating a fusion

But how could one separate the inseparable

Allow me to fall but not to stay down

I want to make you proud

Of me

A Subtle Offering

I’m not very bright

There’s always someone better than me

But you guide me and lead me to a ravine

Where there is plenty to drink

And you tell me to rid myself of thirst

Dehydration causes a turn for the worst

If I had my fill then could I soar?

Would the ebb and flow of nature take its course

In me?

I wonder

You lead me back time and time again and still I only drink enough to wet my tongue

When will I learn

Sweet Nothingness

Once expressionless

Thoughtless without form

No given shape

Determined the meaning

Hardened feelings

A continuing of weeping

Bonds shattered like glass against the rough pavement which he trekked

Finding the meaning to an abstract thing

Finding the right tune for his heart to sing

Nothing more left on which to cling

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