these words are my burden
my suffering
my tears
these words are my heartbreak
and the pain of all my years
these poems are my hardships
my brokeness
my pain
these poems are what I write
to make it go away
Let me stain your face
With kisses
And your heart with my love
So that my color
Will blend with yours
To become a painted sky
All you need is the plan, the road map, and the courage to press on to your destination.
Earl Nightingale
It is easy to see beauty in nature- after all, what is more pure than nature itself. But the struggle begins when we look at another person, but are blinded by their human nature. All we see is the flaws, when what we should seek is the soul within who is just another wanderer in this beautiful world
How cute, he got me roses
As if plants could fix this mess
The paleness of the petals
Are completely meaningless.
But still, he bought me flowers
I guess that means he cares
But it takes a little more than that
To make this all seem fair.
I heard the whispers of gold
That rode on the breath of dawn
They were quiet
With their tickling breath
As i was sobered by the sun
When will my heart
Be as full of love
As my mind is full
Of worries?
I cant help but feel
That i deserve better
Or at the least
I deserve more
Than this
I want to give you my smile when you are sad.
I want to give you my spirit when yours is lost.
I want to lend you my heart when yours is broken.
Because you made me whole again- you made me complete, and i want to return the favor. You will find happiness, even if it kills me to make it happen.
I'm curious why you don't use images in your posts?
It is my greatest hope that my writing is vivid enough that the mental picture it conjures would suffice (also I never thought about it)
Somewhere deep
In this scaffolding of bones
My heart aches
For love
And the stars