In the aftermath of our love
I buried myself beneath the ashes.
You fled into another’s arms,
His slicked with enough gasoline
To keep your flames from dying.
All that remained of me were dim
Embers bowing atop the black mound.Men became mediums in attempts
To bring me back from…
The hummingbird carries a melody
Across churning waters and vast fields.
He sings a tune as blue as the sky;
Against the wind his music shields.
There is no destination to seek,
For freedom thrives in every corner.
He flies for the brave and the meek,
For the hearts of winter and summer.
…
Stars are plucked from the sky
Like apples on a tree,
Illuminated marbles in the hands
Of some burly beast within me.They are crushed instantly
Like flowers under the feet
Of reckless children at play.
Flickering fragments of the
Cosmos carry in the wind,
Down to the depths of the
…
I am wind,
Wild, whipping, whimsical.
I carry secrets and sow
Them across the land.
I bend the lesser beings
To my untamed will.
Nothing can stop me,
And nothing ever will.
I am free.I am water,
Fluid, flowing, ferocious.
I reveal treasures from
My abyssal depths,
But only for…
My heart is like a puzzle
That I spent years piecing
Together meticulously.
Then you left and took a
Piece with you into the darkness.
I tried to ignore the hole and
Simply admire the picture,
But I knew it was incomplete.
I needed that piece of me
You jammed into your pocket
Before I heard the…
Clouds
Pastel ribbons of cloud unravel,
Periwinkle, tangerine, smoggy purple.
The sun bleeds through, radiant,
Golden flares across the sky.The pungent scent of cigarettes
Wafts from the ashtray on the table,
But I still imagine I can smell the clouds,
Breathing in the intoxicating vibrance.
Their light reflects on my pores,
Sinks down into my marrow.
I am high on the heavens,
Always was, forever will be.
It’s 4:35 a.m. and I’m still awake,
Wondering if I bleed into your thoughts
Like a multicolored bruise you can’t
Help but stare at for a few moments.
Am I a name you remember, pondering
The syllables as they roll off your silent tongue?
Or am I a definition, each word memorized,
Learned, dissected…
I have some really talented friends^^
These words are not my own
And yet they seem pilfered
From the diamond-plated vault
Of my heart, mind, and soul.
Lifted by melodies, spiced with choruses,
Sung in the tone festering behind
My lips that I have sealed with silence.
Rip through to snatch my tongue,
Meld it to your own, voice in the…
Have a video of me performing my piece in the study room awkwardly! Enjoy!!! :D
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