Please Don't Write Me Off Just YetI want to be for you what words are for mePlease Don't Write Me Off Just Yet in Free Verse More Like This
To drown you in every adjective, every noun
In mesmerizing waves of metaphors and similes
I'll whisper in your ear
Quoting verse after verse of silly love poems
But if they won't make you feel anything, if they don't ever reach
Through the cage of your ribs and into your guarded heart
Nothing these lips utter will ever be enough
I might as well quote tragedies
Because they're all you've ever known
You're familiar with the plot twists and unhappy endings
The series of dramatic, irreversible incidents that shape your past
If only you knew that not every story ends with heartbreak
My dear, why can't you see?
I could be your happy ending
Dear SerendipityYou are a word so closely fused with fate, destiny, chance, and sometimes loveDear Serendipity in Free Verse More Like This
The most beautiful word I know
Is it possible not to fear an unknowable future?
Perhaps life is not about knowing, but rather about finding outdiscovering
Maybe it's hints of surprising, unforeseen, partly inevitable circumstances that test our limits of comfort
Tell me, is love properly defined as two lost people thrown together by chance?
Or could it be that they were always meant to find each other?
Did some divine, other-worldly force reach down and gently place these lives on the same path?
Or is it simply destiny that caused these two souls to meet?
What if I choose the wrong way?
Will I spend the rest of my days wondering and imagining what my life would have been?
Or will I move on, as if nothing ever slowed me down in the first place?
Too many questions, not enough answers
I believe there are things that can never be explained
Fate is a mysterious, frightening, yet exciting concept
We all desi
Chaos is BeautifulThis might sound cliché, but your eyes remind me of chaosChaos is Beautiful in Free Verse More Like This
Like the troubled waves in an unsettling sea
The depths of them too vast to ever fully understand
Honestly, I've just been standing on the shoreline
Ankle deep in saltwater, the wind dancing across my skin and through my hair
I'm not ready to step out further, to dive in completely
I'm scared of the current pulling me under, of sinking beneath the waves
The sea is beautiful, but I fear drowning
Maybe your eyes are like the sky right before a storm
Grey clouds and blue electricity suspended in the air
Until lightening and rain collide into the ground
(Either way, those descriptions don't sound too original)
Truthfully, I'd rather be caught in a thunderstorm
To have the rain come pouring down on me without warning
The wind ripping furiously at my clothes
I want to watch the lightning's veins as they set fire to the sky
(Is it strange that I want to feel its electricity coursing through me?)
Lately I've been wondering why life