I did not start writing until this year; inspired by the art and drastic change surrounding my life, it has become a hobby of mine. My poems should explain more than I can express in simple words, in this little box. I use poetry as an outlet to divulge what I am incapable of merely stating out loud.
Cry as a dove impacting the earth
In a cruel and demented flailing
As she tries to avoid the fall...
None the less, embracing the earth
This? This thing called love?
This was a challenge I was not up for.
I did not volunteer to go on this horrible journey.
I thought the unexpected coming of love was what made it beautiful
To me, losing you would be my greatest loss
But you you, you've probably never been mine
You came into my life like a cool breeze
Everyone knows that you can't catch air
Like the rain drops falling on a sunny day
Our creativity comes in bursts of whimsical nostalgia
With a new revelation springing forth into this first time conscious mind,
It is simple to take note, on all the wonders of art