Wednesday, July 6, 2016

I Know My Soul by Claude McKay


I plucked my soul out of its secret place,
And held it to the mirror of my eye,
To see it like a star against the sky,
A twitching body quivering in space,
A spark of passion shining on my face.
And I explored it to determine why
This awful key to my infinity
Conspires to rob me of sweet joy and grace.
And if the sign may not be fully read,
If I can comprehend but not control,
I need not gloom my days with futile dread,
Because I see a part and not the whole.
Contemplating the strange, I’m comforted
By this narcotic thought: I know my soul.

Sunday, May 1, 2016

Empty Page by Andrew R. Jones


Empty page in front of me waiting to be filled
a million thoughts inside of me waiting to be spilled
a lot of doubt in front of me needing to be killed
a heart that's aching painfully waiting to be stilled

Empty by Courtney Dupper



Empty hands, empty hearts
Empty love, missing parts
Beautiful covers, ugly pages
Beautiful friendships, messed up phases
Some things together, I fall apart
Someone's hurting, do you have a heart?
Time for fun, no time to care
Time for pleasure, even less to repair
Moving so quickly, always in rounds
Moving away now, can barely hear the sounds
Driving for hours, can't get away
Driving me crazy, just stay away!
Too long for me, never enough
Too much commitment, not enough stuff
Say goodbye, turn and walk
Say nothing, no need for talk
Empty tears, empty arms
Empty hands, empty hearts