🥀My heart has felt more pain than it should just like I forgave people that forgiveness didn't deserve. I've loved people who didn't deserve my love but if they need someone I'll still give them a hug. It's just crazy how things happen and work to ones convenience, I've been learning about life and I've been growing since. I've seen more prayers at hospitals than I seen at church and I've seen more genuine lovers at airports than anywhere in the world if you search. We know there's more honest talks at the cemetery and there's more innocent people in the penitentiary. See one doesn't always get what they deserve but they eventually will get what they've earned. One day all your good karma will pay off and it's going to be heaven for you when from reality you won't need a day off. Just forgive and keep living that's what we need, not because everyone deserves forgiveness but because you deserve peace. #GodBless#Poetry#Vibez 🤘🏽 #love
Its not that I like sunsets very much but I don't even hate them either. We observe the sinking sun with Dora sitting by me, her tresses decked with freshly plucked flowers and my arm around her caressing apricot breasts. The burning distant sphere imbues her soul in mauve and Dora's body glitters under her flimsy white satin dress. She brushes herself against my limbs and I can feel the greenish impulses running under her bosom. It is unexplainable what it turns me into. Like a monomaniac I am possessed by Dora. She knows that too. When sun sinks in the ocean of gloom she lights a single candle over a mahogany table and drops her dress down veiling herself with favorite cloth, nakedness. Then a new dawn daws in me.
"Endless" Point blank range pushing past food and water deprivation. Half past noon the sun dwindles as the saloon doors slam open. Quarter past twelve dolphins high rise second thoughts as marlins gasp for air. Van vehicles collide on interstate 25 brushed through Route 66. Hollow tipped ales poured out over drought sought climates. Poor to rich kids throw a ball against a wall. Bounce back twelve times as the horse saddle breaks the horses back. Mind gazing lost time waste of time kneel twice. Bee's break chains while chandelier's stay away in place. Moon's over my hammy eaten moldy crusted shoulders. Toothless wonder miss a beat while feet hit the street breakdancing is neat. Joints lit cigars rolled bag less parachutes near the edge. Thrown over shoulders pipeless endless ravine. Pointless adventures promise halo topped circus assaults. End this endangered creature way put out to pasture. #writing#writingcommunity#writers#writersofinstagram#writerscommunity#authors#authorsofinstagram#readers#readersofig#insane#publishers#thoughts#poems#poem#poemsofinstagram#poetry#poetrycommunity#poetrylovers
and in these empty streets where there are no sounds, i hope the sun whispers to the moon the softest words to be sound, and that the stars bring life to the night sky as if the mere headlights no longer flicker bright. our hands are meant to be warm and the air is supposed to be chilled - but our fingers are restlessly numb, and the air too warm for our hums. tired heavy headlights, quite tires driving along overheated cold streets.