THE AFTERMATH OF ME by Hastywords Would you stick around to understand All the strangeness that makes me tick Stay and feel the course my blood takes When passion marks my staccato breath Changing the whine in my voice To a distinct and lingering purrrrrr Would you use me up and throw me away Or…
She used to love the colors That followed the setting sun How the streaks carried on As if they had forever to run She used to feel the warmth On the other side of daybreak She had absorbed its beams Healing every past heartbreak But not today… Today the stars cried Its stardust our demise…
I don’t want to be trapped On the pages I’ve written A place where old scribbles Stare back in taunting rhyme Or be buried and entombed With the regrets collected Stained mosaic memories Reminding me of places I had once been confined I don’t want to be consumed By the heartbreak or deceit Spawned by…
Today I am very happy to host my closest friend Lizzi and her blog post on bullying. BUT FIRST… I want to start your day with a poem we wrote several weeks back. I saved it because I love the message and feel it represents a wonderfully compassionate attitude. We all have moments when we need…
Just sit here long enough And the pain will dissolve The thoughts that taunt Will somehow subside, devolve Right? God, grant me serenity Or tape my mouth shut My anxiety is peeking It’s ready to explode Full force into action Pulled rings Grenade skies And I become The very thing I despise ~Reposted from…
<a href=”http://www.bloglovin.com/blog/7069313/?claim=2z6burtxg7y”>Follow my blog with Bloglovin</a> Written by Simon and Hastywords Falling inside raindrops made of glass Wordless laments land and shatter On silent sidewalks paying no mind To the broken edges that they scatter Unheard cries and oft ignored entreaties Silence is all that is returned Screaming out into the heartless void…
Sorry this took me so long Jenny. Thank you for writing with me! Written by Jenny Katherine Luu and Hastywords Her slippers weren’t made of glass They were faded with stringy holes Her dresses were made and simply sewn From the remnants of old flour sacks With much love and motherly care Two things her…
I have been wanting to post this for awhile now and today seems like a great day to do it. Thank you Jerry for sending this poem to me and for being a good friend. Written by DodgySurfer Dark is the night And long it lasts My demons dwell On matters past I…
I know…this isn’t a duet. It was a duet but I re-wrote it this morning so I could continue to publish on schedule. I hope you enjoy. Written by Hastywords Trials fell from the stars Before my glistening eyes They landed hard and fast Before a focus could be set I sat watching, hopeful That…
WRITTEN BY SERINS AND HASTYWORDS Broken twigs liter my kingdom’s ground Reminders of all the storms that came ‘round I wonder if you remember the beginning The days before we both started spinning There was a point where we both woke up Lighting matches to celebrate our break up These are the things we lost…
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