Inclined.
When thoughts were wedding bells
When thoughts were fantastic realities
But lost in mystic wishing wells
...
This platform of desire is where I've clung
to echo all of it. Their prying eyes
immobilize this careful, timid tongue
of mine. Unstated words as cold as ice
...
Be like a diamond shining bright!
Bring souls to life, leave but no one
Beware yourselves, do not lose sight.
...
I’m a full-time teacher and a part-time writer. I write mostly on sadness, depression, and sometimes love and motivation. Sad, isn’t it?)
Hamartia
Inclined.
When thoughts were wedding bells
When thoughts were fantastic realities
But lost in mystic wishing wells
But lost in vain impossibilities
Declined.
Talked.
The sweetest words were in my mouth
The lips I wait to, by you, be kissed
But its tune to them seemed uncouth
But it's gone, in the wind, damned missed
Walked.
Crossed.
Such playful wind does to your scent
Such mirthful me, then I become
But so as fast, it's quickly spent
But so as fast, it's quickly gone
Lost.