Sarah Kyles
I write very loosely, just for fun🥳
Sarah Kyles
I write very loosely, just for fun🥳
I write very loosely, just for fun🥳
I write very loosely, just for fun🥳
If only you knew how much I love you How much I savor the sweet scent of your skin Or the warmth in your strong, but gentle grasp How much I can’t wait for you to make it home And pull into the driveway of our loving farmhouse How much I love the way you look at me
If only you knew how much you mean to me How you’re in everything I’m thinking of In every waking moment of every day How you are the sun that I revolve around The stars that guide my way in the dark The moon that will forever have my heart
If only you knew how much I care for you How much I adore your crooked smile The sparkle in your sometimes chocolate eyes And the ever-so-slight curl to your sable, inky hair Or the sweetness of your pleasant, tender touch How much I love how much you love me
I am grateful for him He is my heart, my soul He is everything to me He makes me feel whole
I am grateful for spring The blooming flowers The butterflies appearing The afternoon rain showers
I am grateful for the moon Her dazzling yellow light Her glimmering reflection Her breath-taking sight
I am grateful for my family For the ones that show they care The ones that love me dearly The ones that will always be there
I am grateful for the stars The ones that guide my way The constellations in the night I’ll never wander astray
I am grateful for the earth The one that shares her grace Our great Mother Nature This magically beautiful place
I am grateful for this existence
Who are you, lost soul? The one with no name Do you feel all alone?
Do you think about the past? Wallow in the present? Or hope about the future?
Do you think you know what you are? The forgotten; out of mind? The unremembered; the unknown?
Who are you, restless one? Do you let your memories slip away? Wince when someone calls your name?
Do you think about what could have been? What you could have been? What you could still be?
Who are you?
You’re supposed to be my loving father But you broke my heart and tore me down Like I was something lacking a soul
You took away a piece of my spirit And held it high; like a trophy As if that piece was yours to take
You flip my words around And tell me lies to my face Like I was never blood to begin with
I don’t know why I keep trying To find a new, better man inside But I do, and it hurts me every single day
You won’t change your character No matter how hard I might pray Because you were born to be this hateful
And leopards never change their spots
(Sorry it got a little deep and personal)🥴
I know one thing And it’s that I know nothing
This existence is full of mysteries Hiding, not waiting to be uncovered
We think we know how the world works; How this universe works
But we are merely pawns in a game That we simply don’t know the rules to
Or pieces to an infinite puzzle That no one will ever solve
We think we know how to survive this life But death quickly picks us off one by one
We want to believe we’ve figured this out So that we can be happy in ourselves
But we will never know the workings of humans Or the making of them, or the end of them
Because we were meant to know one thing And that is nothing, nothing at all
The way of this existence will remain a mystery The way of paradoxes is the way of the truth
It swirls like a vicious tornado Ripping apart everything in it’s path Destroying every little piece of you
It consumes the cloudless skies Like a wild thunder storm Crashing and cracking in the air
It fills the room like a flood Pushing open doors, closed And drowning everyone in the way
It makes your heart race Like the beat of a drum Or like the beat of striking lightning
It makes you violently shake Like a powerful earthquake Ready to cause damage
It makes you feel hot Like a sudden heat wave That melts your thoughts away
It is an especially ugly emotion One that can take you over if you let it Anger is the storm that never lets you go
I felled a tree She was dead and broken Her spirit had been woken Now, she’s free
She fell to the ground Onto the grass Her beauty could never last Down with the crack of a sound
She needed to go Her life was cherished and loved She won’t be forgotten
She disappeared with the ebb and flow Her soul to soar freely above Escaping as the world goes rotten
The gentle smile in your eyes As I faintly touch your arm
Dancing to bluegrass After a midnight snack
The way you laugh When I tell a silly joke
The way you cry to yourself When you see me break down
Soft forehead kisses After a fight we both regret
Goosebumps on your arms When I sweetly kiss your neck
The feeling of true love It was all becoming real
She sparkles and glistens Over a yellow field of grass On this quiet March night
Her luminous light Shared with nature’s living In the darkest hours
Her blue-tinted glow Encompassed by a rainbow Of her own atmosphere
She rips and pulls the tides Across this broad land Creating rhythm within us all
This city sparkles Like the siren-colored Street lights On a dark, lonely night Like the smiles On strangers faces As they walk past one another Like the freshly laid Black pavement Steaming hot From the sun
This city sparkles Like the snow On a bitter, Cold winter night Like the gleam of The glass windows Lined down these Crowded city streets Like the lake Glistening and swaying In the middle Of busy Central Park
This city sparkles Like the burning stars On an empty, Moonless night Like the spotlights On the stage At the infamous Broadway theatre Like the twinkle In the dresses That you see Walking down 5th Avenue
This city sparkles