Waiting between pains
Waiting between breaths
Wishing I was between your arms instead
The heat and cold alternate in waves
Tears fill my eyes
Sweat glistens on my brow
Tied in knots
Tongue-tied
So many ways to be tied
Trying to distract myself
Watching the horizon
If the sun comes
Then I have survived
One more night
One more day
Alone
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Showing posts with label #Waves. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #Waves. Show all posts
Tuesday, January 23, 2018
Alone
Thursday, August 7, 2014
Antonio's Struggle
Hiding in plain sight
With no spies to fell me
Who would ever suspect
This pathetic shell
Not good enough
For anyone to notice
Antonio’s Struggle
Is mine as well
Not that I’m smart
Or pretty or talented
Or any such qualifier
That marks me as great
When everyone notices
Actions that get taken
But never the person
That’s making the waves
Calms seas are coming
The skies will grow blue
After the storm comes
The rainbow shows through
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Friday, May 9, 2014
Escape
Sorrow lines your eyes
Would anything help?
If you needed me,
I would be there in an instant
Tomorrow is miles away
If you would let it be
We could be worlds away by then
A hut by the sea sounds nice
I can hear the birds chirping already
The whisper of the waves is so calming
A lullaby to rock us to sleep
Cradling together as we await the dawn
Sunday, July 14, 2013
Poems
Pieces
A broken shell
Lies in the sand
A thousand feet pass by it
A million waves crash around it
The sun beats down upon it
It waits patiently for something
But no one wants
A disconnected piece
A reminder of the past
And still it lies
Images
Wanting something more
A wanton pleasure waiting,
Weathering every storm
Together.
Tomorrow waits for no one
As a team, we trade and transcend.
Pleasure pacifies people.
As we pretend to be
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