Why I Write

My pen glides smoothly over the pages and my mind takes delight in the sight. Each line is soothing as they bring my thoughts to life. My bridled tongue pursuing  the words tucked away. Each paragraph oozing as my emotions come to play. Ink splatters on the pages diffusing the chaos in my head. ReleasingContinue reading “Why I Write”

RR

And just like that, the sky opened up, I watched as the gray began to fade, Elms bucked and swayed, I take one hand and pry open the other to accept what he gave, From what I’ve dreamt, from what I’ve prayed, Just like that…washing over my sorrow’s grave. And just like that, the airContinue reading “RR”

The Word

If I say the word —would you believe it?If I say it constantly —would you still believe? Are wordsa guaranteeof what they mean? Would the meaningfadeif it becameroutine? Wouldn’t it be betterto let it show —so you’d know? If only I couldhold your handand look intoyour eyes. The Word Reblog: Wonderful Poem!

Miles Apart, Yet Mine

Why does my heart achewhen I’m never really by your side? Why does a single tear in your eyesteach mine how to cry? Why does the distance between us feel so smallwhen the truth is—we are miles apart? This feeling, this pain,this unsettling reason, and this ache; The reason for all this chaosin my heartContinue reading “Miles Apart, Yet Mine”

God sent me an angel

My best friend, I swear she’s an angel  sent from above Maybe the only reason I’m not in a psychward. She’s the only one who understands me She’s gets me laughing like nobody else can  She’s got a special place in my heart I love her so And I hope she knows  I wish sheContinue reading “God sent me an angel”

Creativity

How are you creative? How am I creative? Simply put, it is how I live. God gave me a gift within. Its something that has always been. When left up to my own devices in a world of vices creativity always entices a need in me that needs to be fed. Like a thread wovenContinue reading “Creativity”

Sparks Of Change

Be the spark that ignites change  As our world is cruel and deranged. – Step up and then be heard  Even if you sound absurd. – Complacence, is an undoing  Leading us all to ruin. – We can all make things better  But only if we do so together. – Look at all we dislike Continue reading “Sparks Of Change”

Day 135 of 180 Days of Poetry

3.22 Beauty It’s beauty that I like to see Not of face or figure or form But of lines and of gesture, of action and wit And things that are not of the norm. The most beautiful feature that holds me entranced At the end of this beautiful day Is the sunset, and this feeling,Continue reading “Day 135 of 180 Days of Poetry”