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Sometimes I love you, And sometimes I kind of want to Tear you to pieces With my syntax and diction. I could make you believe I’m just fiction, That you never really knew me, That you got played. But then I’d just be lying. I gave you the key to my heart Right there in my writing. Your gaping expression swallowed it whole, And you stood in shock and disbelief As my words grasped your soul.
Letter
There is a pure, simple joy In the scribbles of a letter, Emotion lies in every break, Giving insight to its author And its author’s subconscious: What lies between the lines? Where does the ink lie? Where does it show a door Or a window to the author’s soul? The window to a soul isn’t an eye, A writer’s ink is where his soul lies. So when a writer bares his heart on a page, Read into his soul, Hear the rhythm of his heartbeat In the syllables he intertwines, Or in an opportune rhyme. Find the simplicity, In the words of his letter And let his words sink in As the world fades out.
Happy New Year
Waterfalls rain down behind her eyes, Yet she’ll never shed a single tear, Because happiness is her greatest disguise, When whistles and bells bring in the new year, While she stands alone lost in an ocean of souls, Connecting to none but her own, She recalls the warmth of home, And a hopeful gleam appears in her eye, As she concocts her most believable lie, Seclusion seemed preferable, To solitudes dreary outlook, On the way home she’d dance in the rain, Its ice cold bullets could numb the pain, At home once again she took out the picture, Of this time last year when he was actually with her, She just couldn’t resist but to carve his name, Right between the lines from her last lost love game.
Be my blanket. Cover me in the warmth Of your sincerity And affection. Protect me from harm In every direction. Love me With all your heart. Stay true to me Always, And never forget These days, Where love was the wind And happiness was rain. Though at times We feel pain, The sun always comes In the end. It warms my soul, Just like a blanket Warms the heart you stole.
Ignorance is bliss, But what’s the cost of it? One death after another, Is that enough? No, not yet? What about a homeless mother Forced into destitution After her house went under? What kind of institution Jeopardizes its future For a quick buck, With all the student’s money That they suck down the drain And into their pockets? Who’s going to stop it?
“I love someone in the army,” A look of pity, “Oh really?” “He leaves for war soon,” “There is no war you fool.” . “While you may hide Your head in the sand, I’ll stand strong Next to a soldier. Tell yourself it’s a lie And look around, Watch those who cry, When their loved ones die. Denial isn’t an option, When your life isn’t the only one You’re fighting for. There is no war? They’re over there fighting for me, And for you. This is world war three Fought in the distance overseas. But here at home, A war is waged between the world, And the ones risking everything Alone.”
I could watch you forever.
There it is, That expression, Like some dying confession Of your love and obsession, With your most prized possession, Me. But you look away, Thinking I can’t see, The way you look at me, Like some priceless imagery, Or a breathless beauty, Me. So I watch you, Waiting for that look to return. The passion to burn, And your heart to yearn, When you finally turn to, Me. There you are, As we make eye contact, I whisper “I love you” back, And you’ll laugh, When you look at, Me.
You’re leaving today but I’ll see you soon. No matter what we go through I’ll still be here, Showing no fear, Waiting, Without hesitation, Or contemplation Of leaving. When I see you again, Chest heaving, Gasping For air, Or reality… You see, The world turns upside down When you look at me; I can’t feel the ground, And time stops. But I wouldn’t change anything. Your love makes my heart sing Regardless of distance, In every instance. Your very name Makes it hard to breathe. My world wouldn’t be the same Without you in it. So when I see you again, Remember how you took My breath away Every single day While you were gone. And when I see you again, Don’t be afraid to show How you really feel, So that I will always know You’ll never let me go, Again.
