If I wouldn’t stumble
Trip
Choke
Fumble
So over my words
Thoughts
Emotions
Expressions
Then I am sure you would understand.
But this hand
Tongue
Pen
Mouth
Was not made for you, but for me
And it is so far incompatible with the waves of your wake.
Make no mistake, I will continue to try
Endeavor
Struggle
Attempt
to make myself comprehensible in your mind,
however-
all things in good time, and
me
myself
I would love to make myself known.
I like writing poetry. Not all of it is going to be a historical epic or an ode to something. These are like little glimpses of the subway in my mind; my train of thought isn't always artsy or symbolic or deep or meaningful, but I like to think that art takes ordinary things and makes people see a sort of beauty in them. So, look around- I've been doing this for a while. Enjoy ♥
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