Papers-
Papers everywhere-
Thoughts unfinished
Questions unanswered
Stories told
Or not.
I’ve spun so many tales
Shared so many lives
With myself
In the confines of my own haven.
But these words
Stories
Papers-
Papers everywhere-
Mean nothing
If these stories go untold.
Fate took control
A force to be noted
Unfolded from the start
Of an unknown tune-
A pick against taut strings
Rock the house of our future
Transforming into a dance floor,
Den of movement,
For which we travel through
Until the court rules
Whether our lives
Will be forever intertwined.
When you see the massive black headphones
Enveloping ears with the booming bass
And powering the soul with a newfound life force,
Imagine the concert taking place
In the venue between
An ever-changing dance floor
With a party that never stops supplying energy.
You can see the effect and feel its presence-
The music taking your pain away
Freeing your soul from the pressures of your life
And makes you unstoppable.
You can hear the emotion present in the tremble
Of staccato notes like hiccups before a breakdown.
Your judgment is worth nothing
To the power of music held within,
So push it aside
And enjoy your private show
Of an artist getting lost in their work.
On my own again
Stranded on an island
Of my thoughts-
The waters that surround me
Are currents of my memories,
Swirling whirlpools of chaos
Keeping me isolated.
I can’t escape
The dangerous waves of
“What ifs”
Formed with the wind and the choices of my past-
But I’ll construct
My escape from this godforsaken island
With a study raft of good intentions
And move forward on unsteady waters
To a new world yet unexplored.
Let’s reminisce
About the days
When we were old enough
To know better
But young enough
Not to care.
When we spent
Our hard earned money
On temporary satisfaction
Gone as soon
As they’d been obtained.
Liquid courage
To get us through
The days to come-
And the only things
We have to show
For our mistakes
Are the friendships
That made us stronger
And the lessons
We’ll never forget.
You are more
Than the sum
Of your lessons
Since the beginning of your time,
Stepping stones that lead
To potential
Forks, pitfalls, and hills
On this journey of life.
You are more
Than the difference
Of past and future colliding
The Impossible distance
From where you’ve been
And the peaks you’ve conquered
To where you’ll go
Speeding ahead into the unknown.
You are more
Than the quotient
Of your loved ones
Provided by a lottery
Good or bad
And the ones you choose
To reveal yourself to
Based on circumstance.
You are more
Than the product
Of society and individuality,
Pressure and instinct,
Colluding with each other
In public and in private
To create a version of yourself
For your success.
You are more
Than a complex equation
Of contradictories
That takes time and patience
For a solution.
You are more.
You are so much more.
Vivid white paper
Stands out against dark lines
Waiting to be written upon.
Words may come
Words may be erased
But thoughts are never ending.
This time,
Write in pen
To immortalize your intentions.
Take action to show improvement-
As all living things
Are a work in progress.
Spinning in circles
Momentum increases
Coils tighten
Until you make impact.
Hitting a wall,
Take a deep breath
Trace your steps
And unwind.
What would our lives
Involve on a planet
We evolved to survive?
Are our current threats
Legitimate concerns, or
Have we grown numb
To the harsh realities
Of survival?
Has luxurious living
Weakened our instincts?
Would we be able to
Adapt and thrive
Or would we be
A cautionary tale
Of the dangers of comfort?
Your chilled heart
Races through the wind
To surround me.
Your tender kisses
On my cheeks melt,
A lingering damp greeting.
Let me warm you
As I mold your body
With my fingertips
Until the chill makes them numb-
You’re so beautiful,
I can’t resist the urge
To touch.
