So, I like writing poetry...

Honestly, I have always been too scared or nervous to put any of my poems on my blog, for no reason other than I was worried what people would say about them. This reason is ridiculous, I really enjoy writing them, so why not let people read them. YOLO (yeah I said YOLO).

Like a Gypsy

Like a gypsy 
Not sure where she's goin 
Fallin from high places
Gravitating to the pull-- 
Spiraling down--
Into lost spaces

Take off from the ground 

To a life unbound 
Ride the wild breeze-- 
Breathe

Look to the endless skies 

As you slip inside 
The eye of your mind 
Never know-- 
What you might find. 

All travelers on a cosmic journey 

Stardust, swirling, dancing-- 
On the edies-- 
And whirlpools of infinity

The heart has spoken 

No reason to remain so broken 
Nothing lasts forever 
Not even the mountains--
Swept away--
and carried by the sea 
But they will always call
Calling-- 
Like a long lost friend in need. 

As she tumbles into a free fall 

Times get hard-- 
At that moment 
when she feels she's supposed to charge 
She digresses way too far. 

Life is so precious 

So fragile, as a dream 
In any moment,
She will grow her wings 

Fallin from high places 

Comfort in those lost spaces. 
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AXIS, BOLD AS LOVE


SHE DREAMS 
To a beat-less drum 
Little girl 
Eyes wide open
Dancin to her favorite song. 

Unsteady for the first go-round 
As the heart wanders 
Leaving echoes of its beats 
Free falling, toward a life
Untold. 

Stars reflected in the limitless sky 
She's seen the sharp knife 
Of a short life
Too young to love from the ground 
Look beyond 
Without a sound 
He lives all around. 

Blue giving life to all waters
Taken for granted 
Now she quietly understands--

The dreamer beckons 
Stars lean in, the world spins of its 
AXIS, BOLD AS LOVE.

Waking 9 to 5 
Spiraling helpless 
Weighing down on her soul 
Finding herself in the dead of night 
Spinning round this broken earthly life. 

Those stealthy creeping years 
Must be questioned by all 
Euphoric spheres. 

Adventure feeds the hopeless soul 
A world lost in making plans 
She'll follow the stars to a greater land. 

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