A 6ix Line Love Story

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Few Tears

Trials and tribulations  My fate, maybe forsaken  Time, I could be wasting Reality, got me facing  Tragedies and revelations When I drop tears  If i drop tears  It’s for the passing of my peers In our younger years Lion hearted a bold  Holding up their symbols How is life so nimble  And death so fragile …

A Little Love 

I can’t give  What I do have  Despite my valiant efforts  But what good are tries  When the saddest eyes of loneliness  Are in your midst  When you taste resentment in the kiss But you know They’ll never speak it   For showing any weakness  Only proved That they’ve allowed you to dictate  Never moved Never…

Ode to An Orange Moon

She gives my shine purpose  Making every smile worth it  The stars in my path Now are in my past Light years away  Either had their own light Too distant for mine to reach  Or too dim for mine to teach But.. My Orange Moon She reflects what I give  We move in the same…

The Story So Far

Narcissistic asshole  Whose past told Stories of love at obscene heights And obese mistakes  All being necessary components  Of what this man makes  True to fashion  He followed passion  Over practical  And accolades  Never came as passing grades Sad to say but the mind of a genius  Genuinely searched for the meaning  Dark times seemed…

#17

I start pacing Thinking  of everything I would say to you  Words filled with anger and spite  Enough to fill up any book you could write  Ready for the fight My points loaded  Like the ammo in a semi To shoot down any response you give me And when I see you  ….when I see…

To You, 

I stretch across the bed  The epitome of loneliness I hold this kiss With the last grasp Of my last grip If it slips  So does my sanity  From holding romantically To holding in apathy  We speak so casually  Burying memories and mysteries Divided acting as halves And ignoring our missing peace 

Reflections

You find yourself at the instance Where peace meets resistance Calming isn’t it? A clear plane That stretches to eternity As you walk a little further You see a figure looking earnestly It’s you? Mirroring your convections Talking but you don’t listen But you hear? You hear your rights and wrongs In a heavy debate…

In Her Head

In her head  In her head  She does it all in her head From conversations  To situations   She works them out in her head People basically are dead  Since she doesn’t  bother for opinion  She drive them away At the drop of dime  She makes the decision on her own  Not giving the other…