On the day that you knowThat you love someone elseOr you look in my eyesAnd realizeThat you’ll never kiss meThe way I want you to.On that day,Either one,You have to tell me. Because even though it will hurtAnd I may never speak to you againOn that dayAnd only that oneThere’s a chance if you tell…
And yet I know that you will leave me.For a black haired ravenOr Sonoran sunsetFor a green eyed black girlWith a peaceful soulLayered on a raging heartInstead of mine, the reverse. But I love you still.In orbit around your tortured soulSeeking more, always moreEver-fulfilled.when satisfaction is nearYou feel the empty of those around youAnd seek…
The magical hour when the world gets quietAnd thoughtful With no distractionsA mind can wanderFrom real to fantasyThere and back again When Dreams take holdAnd grow like ivyOn a garden wall Or evaporateLike a sprinkler’s mistOn a hot summer dayWhen the grass is dry
She tries to writeBut, words won't come.Hundreds of terrible poemsAnd two good ones. This was my first paid poetry. I receive $1 from Quatrain.fish, a website that published one four line poem every day and paid the writers $1.
From 2008 There's a certain kind of lonelinessThat comes when you're with someonewho will never leave you alone.Who follows you everywhere andclings to you like a respiratorFor the dying. It creeps into your heartAnd makes a bed to sleep in every night.It dances with your other feelingsStepping on toes, discordantRuining every song with its chantFor…
