The lights flicker and glow
The time and the moment pass by slow
I watch the world busy itself
Put myself up on the shelf
I sit with a warm cup of coffee on hand
Looking at this beauty so grand
And then my thoughts drift to you
Wondering if your Christmas would still be blue
It’s near Christmas, I hope you feel the warmth.
I hunger for love
I thirst for kindness
I crave for honesty
The world is not as cruel as they made you believe
People are not as selfish as they seem
And it’s never too late to start over
You can’t find the words to describe me.
I am known and unknown to you.
I am a familiar face and a stranger at the same time.
You think you know me but you are doubtful.
You look for the slightest touch of familiarity but it’s not there.
You stare and wonder and ask yourself
“Who is she?”
Everybody looks pretty
Seems perfect and flawless
While I…
I am plain
She dreamed wide awake
Dipped her toes on the warm sun
And let her hair dance on the night breeze
On a full moon with clear skies,
You’ll see me hopping around the moon.
Silently watching the world from space
Silently bidding people goodnight.
Many call out to the man on the moon
While I am all but forgotten.
Poets are mostly introverts
Whose emotions they pour over
Art
Music
Poetry
Stories
They do not seek attention but would like the world to know they exist
We exist!
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They see beauty in the sorrow
Turn ugly into pretty
They cry silently though
Their tears they turn to inspiration to others
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They are dreamers
They are poets
Harsh words keep me from being myself
Although I still try to love myself more
Each day…
Harsh people kill me slowly inside
They devour what little self-esteem I have left in me
Some hearts are full
Some have lost almost all
Some hearts ache
Some hearts break
Some hearts want to no longer feel
Other hearts hurt but then learn to heal
Hearts can bend, break and fall
But hearts can also forgive and under the sun, stand tall
Feel My Words
An Ember for Thought
From Photography to Poetry. From Tea to Travel. From late night study to Lifestyle. Follow me as I try spread positivity and love through words and pictures.
Poets bleed from the heart and soul
Dear Reader, I am here to give you a little taste of poetry with some water on the side. When you come on my blog that's all that you will taste is Poetry. Not the type of poetry where it doesn't have a meaning. The type of poetry where you will be inspired, uplifted and you will have a different mindset once you leave this site. You might even come to get a taste of this poetry again. Don't be afraid to let your kids read this blog. My poetry is for and to help the youth. Bring them along with you. You both are scrolling down your phone or on the computer anyway. Let's have fun and get a taste of some poetry. I promise this type of poetry tastes delicious. Grab a plate and a fork and I'll feed you. ENJOY!!!!
Poetry, story and real life. Once soldier, busnessman, grandfather and Poet.
