WordsmithsTo all those who admire me, admire any authorWordsmiths in Free Verse More Like This
(simply for being a lunatic which in all tongues is called a writer):
There is something you must understand.
These words are not ours.
We did not create them.
They simply sit, waiting quietly in the dusty wings of our brain.
We are the directors of the play, telling the words where they must go, what message they must give to the audience, what they must represent.
The words, so quiet and compliant,
Impact others if we know how to use them skillfully.
For we are just hoping you will enjoy the show.
*Ideas we set in ink* in Free Verse More Like This
Do not mirror reality.
No matter how hard we think,
Our words are not actuality.
In writing, all that one can do
Is wish upon an asterisk
And hope that wish comes true.
MusicMessenger of emotionMusic in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Simple yet complex
Indescribable by all accounts
Comforting to the soul
Why Fall In LoveThere are always the cynical ones,Why Fall In Love in Free Verse More Like This
those who could really care less
And they say,
"Why fall in love?
I don't need anybody else.
It's just a waste of energy and time."
Well, one does not ever mean to fall in love.
It's a natural occurrence in all human beings.
You never realize it
Until you hear them laugh and
smile at the sound.
See them sad and
instantly long to make it better.
Feel them smile at you and
want to freeze that moment forever.
It's a disorder of the brain,
But it feels so good;
An addling of the mind,
Yet it brings you so much more happiness and
than you've had in a long while.
And even if it doesn't work out,
No matter what happens
You will be happy if they are.
Jenga Is a Dangerous GameJenga Is a Dangerous Game in Free Verse More Like This
Oh, please don't use words like "forever" and "always".
I get a little dizzy when you say them,
And my careful, precarious stack of hopes could fall down at any minute.
Though I don't and do wish you wouldn't,
You build it up, nourish it, make it grow
Each time you are kind to me.
Add a block for every smile.
Cause my heart to fly, my soul to sing;
Make me want to dance with you until the music ends...
But please, don't use words like "forever".
My tower is too tall, and I can't afford
To let it collapse on me, too.
What it Isn't, What it Ain'tBeauty isn't makeup.What it Isn't, What it Ain't in Free Verse More Like This
Beauty isn't paint.
Beauty isn't purchased.
Beauty isn't; it just ain't.
It's not a thing to be desired.
It comes all on its own.
Even if you have none, don't you worry:
Here is a secret not widely known.
Beauty isn't on the surface.
It's all on the inside.
This kind of pretty can't be faked,
Although many have tried.
It all depends: What's in your soul?
A princess or an ugly troll?
The qualities that you possess
(Like friendship, loyalty, truth, kindness)
Are what make you attractive.
Now go find your ever-after.
tranquil thursdayrainy day. cocoa.tranquil thursday in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
small, warm coffee shop. a book.
current status: peace.
RealThe velvety backdrop is punctured by a thousand icy pinpricks of diamond;Real in Free Verse More Like This
The clarity of it all
Brings a smile to my lips.
Though the trees may tremble at the sight,
This is where I go for peace.
The penetrating wind
Washes over me;
The crashing of its waves
Makes no sound in my ears.
The worries of the world
Are painted over by the brush of night,
Finally becoming as insignificant as they actually are.
I bathe in the starlight as
Dear SocietyPaint me over.Dear Society in Free Verse More Like This
With your words, your rules, your regulations;
Your policies, contracts,your abominations.
With your lies, judgments, sins,infatuations;
Your hate, your order, your secret combinations.
Stifle creativity, unravel joy,
Throw around common sense
Like it's just a toy.
Redefine our limits, standards,
Color outside the lines.
You are in charge, not those who designed you,
So go ahead and polish 'til you shine.
Once you've gone and had your fun,
You'll be completely smooth.
Of course, it's better for everyone,
No ugly semblance of truth.
It'll be just as Montag said,
Nothing to bother us.
Nothing to hinder us.
So I'm just here to say:
I'm done fighting you.
I don't want to anymore.
So I'm giving you permission.
You can wipe me across the floor.
After all, I'm just an air bubble,
Standing between you and total control.
I'll just sit back as you crush me,
Watching society take its own toll.