From the ashes
All my words are bulletproof;
Shout at me and your words I will use.
Everything I took from you,
Left me feeling battered and bruised.
Things are always meaningless,
Unless you take them to your chest.
Then they become more than less;
Letters become sentences.
Power comes from inside your mind;
Thoughts are gold and these thoughts are mine.
I would change the world if I could find the time,
But wishes explode and the remains rise up into the sky.
Lightning never strikes here twice,
So build a home after a lightning strike.
From the air into the ground;
My whole world comes crashing down.
Pick my life up with a dust pan and brush;
I am broken – I am trust.
I could never give a fudge,
To anyone that I didn’t love.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
- Author: Aa Harvey ( Offline)
- Published: January 25th, 2017 07:32
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 33
Comments3
great reflective write!
Thank you. I'm glad you liked it.
Very good poem. I like that you write what you think! Christina
Thanx. I like to journey through my mind and show people what I see as I am passing through.
Fly high my friend. Loved the second stanza.
Thanx. Poetry is all about creation and it all begins when a letter, which becomes a sentence and in turn the paragraph's become the poem.
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