A cascade of tears
Flow down my face
My heart becomes
A cavern of empty dreams
There is no next chapter
Written from here
I must start over
Hone a new craft
That will become me
Hold my head high
And wear the crown
That carries hope
I am a writer. Therefore, I am not sane. -Edgar Allan Poe
A cascade of tears
Flow down my face
My heart becomes
A cavern of empty dreams
There is no next chapter
Written from here
I must start over
Hone a new craft
That will become me
Hold my head high
And wear the crown
That carries hope
One night after heavy drinking in a bar, she came home and told me everything she hated about me. On and on. Why were we even together? When she wasn’t looking I smashed a bottle into her head. She doesn’t hate anything about me anymore.
BW©️
Feeling low
Let it blow
Over. This nastiness
Drained of happiness
Absence of mind
No way to rewind
Nothing but a hiccup
Some may say
Hiccup after hiccup
And it never goes away
BW©️
A world torn apart by
Those with no color
Color is beauty
Life its canvas
A rainbow of people
Live
Love
Exist
In a world
Afraid of color
BW©️
It’s too broad
Reign it in
Slow it down
Use your head
Stop daydreaming
Grow up
They tear you down
Narrow your dreams
Force conformity
Push back
Keep your head in the clouds
Feel everything
Experience it all
Never stop dreaming
BW©️
A mask for today
One for tomorrow
For you I’ll wear this
For him I’ll wear that
I’ll play the character
For each occasion
No one will know me
Not even myself
BW©️
I used to know you
As a boy
A boy and a girl
Who knew nothing
Of love
Yet in our hearts
We loved
I saw you
In my dream
The other night
Like dreams
Throughout the years
I would see you
In a crowded room
And I would not be able
To reach you
Last night
I found you
And held you
So tight
As if I knew
It would be
The last time
I would see you
We kissed
I felt it
Throughout my body
I felt you
Inside me
Loving me
We laid together
In loving embrace
And you looked
Deep into my eyes as
I woke.
BW©
With the tears of joy
Her eyes sting pleasantly
Overwhelmed by
The birth of a child
A beautiful poem
A great work of art
People loving one another
With tears of pain
Her eyes burn in anguish
Overcome with sadness
The death of children
The hate in the world
Cities burning to the ground
Aspirations fading
With tears of hope
Her eyes embrace the pain
Trusting the world will recover
And love will flourish
BW©
In between
Me
Black
All colors into one
Flat
Not living
Not dead
The dying
Unable to die
Numbness
Apathy
Questioning
Why
Questioning
Which way
Up or Down
BW ©
Invading my dreams I question all In dreams occupied A chase ensues Needing to be near him To feel his arms Embrace me His lips Just one kiss A kiss never collected Past and present collide I cannot reach you Please leave my dreams Do not torture My fragile heart Evacuate my mind No longer disrupt my dreams I can no longer endure -BW ©