And it never will... She says, "Whatever.." He says, "Chill" If it happens, then it happens, its not just for the thrill. Its more like a bunch of moments that they try to fill.
One glass half empty, The other half full, A dunce cap on his head and she, stuck with a fool.
Except they never tire of learning, The experience is discerning. She says, "Its hot" He says, "its burning" Two voices, one earth...Still turning
She said, "Ok..your'e smart... thats cool" He said, "Yea, another broken rule" They paused. She sighs, "What do you mean?" He spoke, "I'm tired of living in our dreams"
She woke up, but he's still sleeping, She asks, "What are you thinking?" He doesn't reply, because he's sinking... She prods him again, without so much as an inkling.
Very beautiful writing. I enjoy the way you switch up the pentameter with each stanza. It's easy to read, and even easier to thoroughly enjoy. The actual themes you've explored here still leave me going, "hmmm. wow," after three read-throughs. Wonderfully written.
I can say you have a great rhyming style and nice verses , very nice and witty poem, written with sense of humor...I like the "easy approach" on the topic of life and relationship...It sounds so much like theater to me, playful but profound in the same time, with a melody and view to a scene of life. :)
Very beautiful writing. I enjoy the way you switch up the pentameter with each stanza. It's easy to read, and even easier to thoroughly enjoy. The actual themes you've explored here still leave me going, "hmmm. wow," after three read-throughs. Wonderfully written.
interesting write...first i thought they were drinking...then i thought wait they must be getting high...i don't know this is something to think about nicely done..amazing flow
As this went on I became more riveted, your chose of words are nothing short of perfect, and it creates a scene of emotions, and wonder, I wish only it had continued. For a 23 year old you have a special gift of words, use them, every single day.
A voice without a canvas is just an echo heard throughout time.
Sometimes children ask me to play, so I play. The elderly beckon with wisdom and I syphon. I think I was born an expression... I hav.. more..