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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 ...

Refuse

Refuse that..
There is a need to miss..
Refusing the urge..
To run behind..
To find a glimpse.
Then turning back..
Never to rewind..
Refuse that
There is a sense of presence..
Stitched in their absence.
To unwrap the cover..
To conclude while sober..
Then fold back..
Never to entwine.
Refuse that..
There is a greed to reach..
Refusing every attempted breach.
To steal the moment..
To feel the torment..
Then trapping it quick..
Never to come back..
But always getting weak..
When there are days..
To minds tweak..
The hearts just speak for themselves

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