Tag: Symbols

Poetry · Writing

the miner

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i challenged you;

further then i should have

the cracks are showing and your hair is thin

and i blame myself.

never told you when to stop

showed you how to quit

just a brick and a pedal,

and i only watched.

i should have asked what you were thinking;

what was the miner doing in the deepest part of your thoughts

was it gold he was finding or coal

but seeing your eyes i know what he was finding.

your hands were clean

yet your body ran red

the miner never quit

and you payed the price

and i blame myself.

i could have stopped you

maybe saved you-

now i search the miners left in the dark

the miners left in the dark

Poetry · Writing

yes.

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should i?

wander around this empty room reading the same lines until they are burned into my brain

should i?

sing it in a different note feel it bottle in my throat read it write it on a different note

should i?

read about it on the front page kick it into another gauge feed it all into my road rage

should i?

show up at your door let you know this is meant for more i’ll never leave this is what i stand for

should i?

Poetry · Writing

the way; the only way

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it wasn’t the beautiful eyes

your beautiful smile

what you love, intrest

the way your cheeks shine when you laugh,

i mean really laugh

the way your voice perks up when you talk about something you love

when you talk about your future

how you want to impact this world

the way you touch me

the way you walk

the way you talk

the way you love me

it’s how you saw me;

the way your beautiful mind puts me together like a puzzle

 

Poetry · Writing

a fighter

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every inch, was not a promise

gloves without the ring

night without the moon

yet, we are howling.

wanderer without a road

ready for adventure.

and you gave me the map

taught me to read the legend

handed the pen to script the legend.

the spine in my back

the knuckles of my fist

the blood i spill

Poetry · Writing

choking gale

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you talked

and i walked

i’d never let the air between us

hold our throats hostage

suffocate that will-

it’s the last thing;

i’d never;

most of the time i stutter and mutter

and wonder what’s on your mind

for i’m on the moon and i’d never leave you behind

fixating on tonight

i’m not a white knight

too many stains from rain

shooting through my brain

like i lost game seven an champagne

is rainin’ down-

it’s the last;

never.

Poetry · Writing

What’s the Use?

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They say you’re nothing without it-

they haven’t seen it win a little

makin’ money wasn’t so lonely

feedin’ kitties wasn’t so phoney

look how far – we – came

can never shed that blame

just want another minute wit’ it

you can leave it, you can love it

they say you’re nothing without it-

so what’s the use?

fourth times the charm

here on my arm

when I had nothin’

shit was always so funny

made a promise to the honey

you’d never be lonely

you can love it-

just freaks – me – out

 

i just wanna fly

Poetry · Writing

program: one way

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just a program

tied hands and a panel for a face,

booted,

running

running

smashed escape until deleted

mind sweeper;

facebook for two hours

kayla got a puppy

that she stole from her ex boyfriend tyler

like, it was totally awesome

running

running,

buzzfeed quizes

i am the king of the north

micheal jordan

micheal scott

moon walkin’ skywalkin’

running,

and it’s black-

reminded the processor exist at your will

the fan comes to a swirling halt

and it’s quiet