Simply Complicated

I am a tree in darkness with no water

Without resources, growing is harder.

Though I cannot attain these necessities

I refuse to let anything hinder me

From growing.

If there are obstacles

I will create biological particles

To create roots and shift.

Swiftly bypassing and never ending.

I will keep ascending.

 I don’t want to be a tree like others…

Jack stopped at the Golden Goose.

I am not seduced by folklore,

I don’t want to stop there,

I want to be introduced to more.

 Life is lived for a purpose.

An end-game, a finale, a conclusion,

That delusion does not satisfy me.

Stillness is death in equivalency.

 For some reason

I don’t know why,

I want to keep learning and growing

‘till the second I die.

“Catherine” – Charmed I’m Sure (83¢)

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Bad Poems Are Bad is a small collection of poetry and short writings. They will make you laugh, others will make you cry, and some will possibly offend you, and maybe some will teach you worthless…

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I Want to Write

This is what I want to do.

I want to sit, walk, look… and observe.

I want adore the natural stained glass shadows of trees.

I want to taste the wind of the world from stench to aromas of pine trees.

I want my eyes to hurt from the sun, or a flying piece of dirt from the nearby construction site.

I want to mock humanities oddly use of technological advances, and appreciate them.

I want to question…

Tell me your secrets

Tell me your tale

Tell me your story

Tell me where you failed

  Have you slayed a dragon?

Have you murdered a man?

Tell me how much blood you’ve shed.

How much blood is on your hand?

  Have you traveled the seas?

Have you danced with queens?

Do you withhold treasure

That has never been seen?

  Tell me your secrets

And I’ll tell you mine.

Shall I go first then?

That is fine.

Because I do not.

The only days I recall are those of pain and protection. I held myself close as the girl ripped the neighbor of my lung and bone. I gazed into space, as I overheard the doors behind my mother. I didn’t shed a tear…

  Do you remember her?

I do.

  Do you remember the risk you took?

How could I forget? It was painful… it was…

“Look at him, sitting alone at the party.

Hardly-

Giving a glance at anyone who walks by.

He must be really smart

and quite intelligent guy!”

SAID NO ONE EVER!

  Look at me, sitting a lone at this party!

Hardly giving an eye at anyone who walks by.

But maybe if you try and see

what kind of person I would actually be,

you would know that I’m smarter and sharper

than anyone at this stupid party.

A day which should celebrate

a man who died;

who strived to revive

forgotten and banished men…

  Instead, with little, to no thought

of the letter that was given

in a prison to woman only forgiven

by him;

  We sweep away the origination

of the day, and replace it with carnations,

flowers, chocolates, and other  hollow donations.

  Spontaneous love.

Roses of red in a large bouquets.

A battle…

Feed…

Burrow into recollection.

Augment what was.

What is.

What will.

What isn’t.

What won’t.

  Twist the knife… Distort.

Amplify.

  Kindle. Illustrate. Formulate.

  Tremble. Throb… throb. pound.

Pulse… quiver… shiver. Sound.

  Unity.

Opportunity.

Great!

Create.

  Scribble. Scratch… Composition.

Remember. Revise. Repetition.

  Execution.

  Remorse…

  …

  Sigh… of course.

  Nothing Uncovered.

Noth…

Mommy!

Mommy!

Why can’t you hear me?

  I already know, why…

But I thought I would try

to see if you would reply…

to any degree…

Why can’t you hear me mommy…?

  I miss you…

Daddy keeps yelling…

Daddy keeps swinging…

It keeps on stinging…

Why can’t you hear my screaming, mommy?

Am I not desperate enough?

Am I not loud enough, mommy?

  I thought you loved me…

You said you did…

And I believed you.

Yo…

The Blind Man Sees

Born with darkness

No color, no shapes, nothing at all.

Black is the only thing this man truly saw.

  Years passed and the blindness never ended.

Failure flourished from all that was recommended.

  “Maybe your eyes isn’t what you should be observing,

attention should be focused on areas more deserving.”

  The blind man sat guessing,

And things began linking

It wasn’t his eyes that were the…