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A soul I am, thats lost my way
Midst the confusion of today
No purpose or zest left in my step
Leaving me shallow, and bereft
The promise in today has come and gone
Taking the tune from within my song
Dark Shadows cast upon the ground
Silently, yes, without a sound
"But" I say "This cannot be"
For You are You and I am Me
And with this life I have to make
For much is here that is at stake
I sigh and think "Where do I start?"
I place my hand upon my heart
Please open up and let me free
Let me see the joy, there is to see
I could not glance in front of me
What should be clear, was perplexity
I have to free my inner self
To find whats pure and full of wealth
Of what this life can help me strive
To help me breathe and be alive
Dont judge me for my insecurities
For all of us have these tendencies
Tis truely a gift to master those
Of which do cause our heart to close
So smile I will and dream again
Of Summer days and Winter's rain
Midst the confusion of today
No purpose or zest left in my step
Leaving me shallow, and bereft
The promise in today has come and gone
Taking the tune from within my song
Dark Shadows cast upon the ground
Silently, yes, without a sound
"But" I say "This cannot be"
For You are You and I am Me
And with this life I have to make
For much is here that is at stake
I sigh and think "Where do I start?"
I place my hand upon my heart
Please open up and let me free
Let me see the joy, there is to see
I could not glance in front of me
What should be clear, was perplexity
I have to free my inner self
To find whats pure and full of wealth
Of what this life can help me strive
To help me breathe and be alive
Dont judge me for my insecurities
For all of us have these tendencies
Tis truely a gift to master those
Of which do cause our heart to close
So smile I will and dream again
Of Summer days and Winter's rain
Literature
Melt My Heart
A frigid ice princess,
cold and unfeeling.
I protected myself,
too well, perhaps.
But I took no chances.
I would take no more pain,
not from him,
not from anyone.
A heart encased in ice
cannot be broken,
the cold numbing,
keeping me from feeling,
from falling and breaking again.
But the ice drags me to the bottom
of a dark abyss of loneliness.
A frozen heart knows no pain,
but knows no joy either.
The darkness of a hollow soul
terrifies me, is it my fate?
Save me from myself.
Melt my heart,
teach me to love once more,
never let me break,
show me the joys of ecstasy.
Help me to live again,
bring heat and
Literature
Your Words
A touch, a kiss, a smile.
Your words, encouraging.
Constantly telling me,
how wonderful,
how beautiful,
how talented,
I am.
But am I really?
Or is it just how you see me?
So many moments,
just us two,
no one else around.
You cuddle me,
you kiss me,
you hold me.
Each moment precious.
You say you love me,
every chance you get.
But do you really?
Or is just what you think I want to hear?
How will I ever know?
I guess I'll just have to
take it on faith,
and hope you don't break me.
Literature
Thinking of you tonight
Thinking into the night
I've lost my way, lost my sight
Trying to figure out what to do
Then my thoughts turn to you
Odd how you seem to seep into my mind
Meeting you was strangely timed
Closing my eyes, it's you I still see
Haunting sweet memory
Vaguely feel I've known you before
Trying to unlock that secret door
Till I do I must hold back these things
That try to break free in my strange dreams
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A very thought provoking and evocative writing.
One of the things that I really like about your poetry is that you write in the "now".
When I read your poetry, it is as if I am inside your head, seeing the processes of how you think and can see the progression of your thoughts as we move through the poem, from beginning to end.
I find that a very unusual thing. I can honestly say that I don't feel that I have ever experienced poetry in quite this way before. It is as if you are discovering the truth of what you write about, even as the reader does. It seems a dual journey. It is not like a narrative, or something written that is in the past, but it is fresh and new. That is very rare I think.
The questions you ask in the poem are questions we have all asked ourselves at various time, and sometimes more than just once.
Your poetry also reveals something that I really admire. You are willing to open up your heart and mind and let others see inside. It is very hard to stand soul naked in front of the world, very hard, and I salute you and the courageous spirit that takes.