An old soul In a Modern world Beating at a Rhythm heard by Many But Understood by a few Photograph by: NordWood Themes Photography
Tag: Poetry
Being Still
Being on the sidelines of the field of life She sat on the bench in the Hardest game to be played The Waiting Game. Waiting to be picked Waiting to play Waiting to take part in all the Experiences life had to offer. Days turned to months And Months transpired into years….
Show. Don’t Tell.
Show me your love Fully and unbridled And I’ll show you mine’s Wholly and untainted
The Blindfold
Worry and stress Festers on the soul And blinds you of The blessings you behold.
Unalike
We’re not the same person. We don’t share one brain. I don’t have to follow your ideals. You don’t have to accept my beliefs. We can agree to disagree And still be cordial.
After All This Time
She wasn’t going to come She knew he’d be there The man that got down on one knee and asked Her to be with him from now to eternity After all those months had passed he looked the same Intelligence and desire Made of muscle and bone The churn of her stomach The fire upon…
Flourish
Embrace the struggle Don’t resist Let it prune away the weeds that weakness bore So, the magnificent splendor Of your flower can bloom. Photography by: Ahmed Saffu
Imposter
Coldness absorbed her being Cloaking her shadow Haunting her with bitterness Depleting her of body heat She’s been dissatisfied for so long Her face would crack if she tried to remove That frown hidden behind that superficial smile A chameleon among the masses She’s playing a part An Oscar worthy actress performing the façade of…
A New Creation
Two uniquely different individuals Became one His body was hers Her body was his His failures were hers Her struggles were his His gains were her’s and they melded their love into an imperishable fortress That made the walls of Jericho envious. Time brought upon its trials Battering their stone barrier Threatening the pull them…
Calm
It was the gentle breeze coasting over the meadow Faintly brushing across the delicate petals of a daffodil A subtle wind blew through the atmosphere Shifting the easy dynamic of their simple love It was the chill raising the hairs on the back of Eden’s neck Simon held her hand loosely, dangling at his side He…
