If your afraid of making mistakes how can you be brave enough to find success?
This mornin ride The softened leather of a dewey saddle.. Comfortably seats my jeans.. Struttin through the mulchy earth, With A backdrop the color of a blue moon- The suns on the third quarter of my world The night giving yawn To dawn As the scent of quenched leaves sing nostrils their tune. Such a tranquil dismount Caught by plush boots The sink of my heel in the ground calls...
Dear Little Baby
Little baby Little baby, Growing up all alone Inside a garden full of roses, Thorns plucking at your soul. You are the lovliest story of life this world has yet to know, But thats ok, Because as you sleep, this world just grows cold. Your like a sight of pretty Jasper to an eye of black and white So pure, so rare; I pray, when you awake you are prepared. Nothing is as pleasant as your...
Dear people of the world, please lose the bad attitudes(those that have them)...
My hand began to shake, then my pen began to skate
Tap. Tap. So soothing removing impatience is as groove is to dance You start to fall into this rhythm as trapped as this trance So vital!, Repeating recitals sized by the mile -trials unfold roads before the toes of the child. Now, beyond a point to check the last three steps I direct commands dÍrectly to the hands of time. Three grapes, one wine Concluding, intruding daily...
Ode to You
Good morning my darling, Please say hello for me To your smile and it’s lovely glow. Life is giving thanks today For, every breath you take Makes the world a better place. You should know that your the flower to the soil, Beauty grown through all adversity. Like the sun to my earth, Your touch is warmth to my core. If only these words could capture my hearts thoughts, This note...
The Diary of a Writer: Sonnets →
thediaryofawriterr: Speak to me in sonnets Perfectly crafted for Shakespearean times Where dresses cling tightly to skin Carved with silver lace that invites your touch And aches to be ripped from the seams with your intent. Bathe me in the flawless tilt and turn Of unending words that crawl between the strands of my…
Driven to a new desire A never ending ambition Interchanging principles and revolving morals Trading integrity, compromising character- To elevate oneself to a broken pedestal The sensation of fame to the tongue Taste buds dancing to the motion of ever changing flavors Numbing sours and blinding sweets Sugar rushes bouncing the brain in and out of reality Perception changes. Mind...
Just gonna enjoy yalls Lovely Words of Life
I haven’t written in a while It feels like a soul with no surge A book with no words A watch with no time The sun with no earth. There’s nothing there to know. The parts of me that die, Always gave my words life, But it’s as if now, My Heart denies the Scribe.
thediaryofawriterr: We planted hopes on shooting stars, As we lay on faded grass That was damp with the dew Of the world’s sorrow. We envisioned its plasma, Carrying our dreams on its back, As it surged through the heavens Leaving still stars in its pixie dust. We shed our stories onto its fibers, And believed that they would stretch on to fulfillment; But grass fades Tears leak Gravity...
alittlebitloudernow: Words drip from this pencil, and philosophers along with them. Molasses expressions drawn out with a limp crash onto the page. You’d expect these cluster bombs to explode upon contact Napalm mist seething your retinae, a new-found blindness kindling sight, Rather Molasses puddles. Sugar remains sweet. Graphite flakes are gently tucked into the paper, And the world is...
What cause is there? This is unacceptable
What took the sweet, loving, tender heart you once had? Where did the humble smile go that you never could hold back? What did they say? What did they do? What did they take you through? There is no longer beautiful pearls glistening when you speak. No. Only a storm in your eyes as you frown No. This can’t be you, Where’s the rays that once rivaled the suns’ as you...
I never got to say
I wish I didnt think about you as much as I do, I wish I knew the reason, I wish I could have the answer, From you. I’ve searched the stars, inspected every grain of my heart,. And I only find the start. As if the end is not written, but it was. Though I know you did not go without sorrow in your decision, the incision you made still remains hollow., I am not a broken man without...