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Not In Straight Line

*pic courtesy - painting taken from pinterest. I am telling you I am not perfect My bed is messed up all day long I have been said I am nothing but wrong My voice cracks open a tragic song My closet has clothes that don't fit me There are times when even my dog doesn't sit with me I am telling you Life is not supposed to be.. What you want to see.. I have been thrown out, shouted at, made fun of,  everytime I want to change and be free.. I have been called arrogant, stupid, mad, with ideas that shatter... I discovered things that no one in the room thought but only if it could matter.. I am telling you That people aren't perfect and nor they will ever be... If you wait for them to align You will be the one being struck out of line Don't think every criticism is fine Some are horrific with absurd design So what if I am not perfect I can tell that imperfection is abstract Breaking the rules is not nodding to solicitations I have tried, failed, then tried back ...

Drew

I drew ..
A puppet that could fly.
I drew..
A trumpet that would lie.
I drew..
A horse that will not run.
I drew..
It’s course just or fun.
I drew..
Myself with white long hair.
I drew..
A robber that will not dare.
I drew..
A pauper who refuses to beg.
I drew..
A butterfly without a leg.
I drew..
A sword that feared blood.
I drew..
An angry face..
That would never change it’s pace.
I drew hope..
That will never win.
I drew desire..
That will fight outliers.
I drew a friend..
Sitting beside me watching sunset.
I drew hands..
That never leaves me after dark.
I drew night..
Beaming with stars.
I drew faces..
Smiling at me from far.
But I never drew the frown..
Even when I failed to draw each one their crown.

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