Happiness is all there is, in her
Smiles ablaze
Heart of fire
A fire so bright it blinds
But I don't need vision to see
Beauty is not limited to sight
I'll look on
Maybe I'll wear this on my sleeve
Ha, maybe
I slap it on my sleeve
Like a name tag
"Hello, my name is : Great Intentions"
Entering the battle field
Instantly seared by embers
Embracing the boils and scars
Vanquishing my fears
I confront her
"Hello, my name is : Fraught With Disappointment"
My sleeve smolders and I persevere.
> I'll post more eventually.
Jestercap13
hey, damn man your pretty good, lol i need to start writing again. was this writen to a real person, or was it simply self inspiration?
Slippery-Nipple
Thank you :D
This is written about someone, but not TO them. Essentially, just a confrontation with a girl that never physically happened.
That is what it means to me, but it can mean or represent anything you would like, that is what poetry is, perspective and interpretation.