I gave my heart away then I wanted it back it return to me broken like a piece of mail that had been open I had to report the crime when asked when last I seen it I couldn't tell the time nor the cost of the loss of what l freely gave all I could say is it didn't cost a dime all I could say of it is it once was mine I couldn't say what it look like because I could not describe I could only say how it feels because it hurt inside my eyes couldn't cry at all because of pride
The Immortal Wize
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mlowe5 says: Such is the nature of the heart left behind as it continues to beat the beat. Great share. Got it! Peace and Love. |
OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY The Immortal Wize
what It Look Likeseeking doesn't necessarily mean to find especially if one has no description of what one seeks then one cannot possibly capture the image in one's mind do we glance up when we should be glancing down seeking keeps us less distracted staying focused on our goal unshakable immovable unstoppable object in motion regardless of what the world is going through we are the world too we got sh*t to do one may never find what ones looking for but all that matters is one kept going strong to the end  |
Illustrationthe muse is in the music like a geni in a bottle ready to make your wish come true you gotta let it out to get what you want out of it the muse is in the music to inspire you to compose mine is a goddess in a see through robe she sparks something inside me she fuels desire in me and heightens the passion she's a touch me not it's it's a sticky situation and strictly platonic I plagiarize the sh*t out of her she doesn't mind it one bit she loves when I take it from her she's a giver asking nothing in return but for me to remember and never forget she's at my she's at my fingertips available to be used when ever and how ever I wish to do so |
Impactyou can throw a wrench in my spokes but you can't stop me from moving forward I'll get off the bike and walk if I have to you can't make me stumble on stepping stones my steps are ordered it's etched in stone I'll walk on hot coals if I have to I got goals I'm gone shine you can have the gold too hot to be cold I found the key in a dream didn't have to look for long woke up in the zone a lane of my own foot on the gas don't walk across the grass dog in the yard mean like me no trespassing jump the fence at your own risk armed with a weapon made for home defence creative juices flowing like a busted fire hydrant peaceful demeanor deep inside violent riot spilling out into the street can't stand in a seat unless you stand in a chair don't know what to do with it leave it there |
The Starting Pointour hair comes from our roots our nose lips and eyes do too we can press our hair perm our hair cut our hair put someone else's hair in our hair but what we cannot do is change our roots |
It's A FeelingI want somebody to know how I feel I express it in my own creative way sometimes it feels like nobody wants to hear what I got to say I don't let it stop me I say it any way maybe it's not for somebody here today perhaps it's for somebody who's on the way |
The World Todaythe late great Marvin Gaye told us what's wrong with the world today "everybody wants somebody to be their own piece of clay" it's too many potters in the house that want us to be putty in their hands they don't want us to be who we want to be they don't want us to do what we want to do they don't want us to say what we want to say they want to mold and fashion us in their own likeness they'll offer you a hand when they see you step out on faith tell them no thank you I'll find away don't be no one's piece of clay to mold and shape |
You Seebe careful who you let watch you sleep be careful who you let know you sleep be careful who you tell you going to sleep be careful who you close your eyes around be careful who you let know your eyes are closed be careful of those who know your eyes are closed be aware of those see you tired be aware of those know you tired be aware of those who are you nodding be careful and aware of those who see you yawning look side eye at those who say good mourning say "Grand Rising" to those you see in the morning time everydays a warning sign open your eyes |
End Of Summerseeking what's beyond the surface discovering deeper meaning living life to the fullest capacity hanging out the window to see through illusions anything's possible new creations on the rise until conclusion |
Now I KnowI missed a lot of opportunities things I thought were opportunities so many doors closed in my face I had to get in I couldn't walk away I knocked on locked doors until I knocked myself out now I know what didn't know then now Know why couldn't get in now I Know I'm here now because those closed doors saved my life |
A Fantastic Fantasythe one I need makes me happy the one I need makes me smile I haven't seen the one I need in a while I miss the one I need I wish the one I need would reach out to me I need to talk to the one I need to see the one I need fuels the fire in me the one I need is my desire the one I need is real to me though I have yet to meet the one I need the one I need is the one I dream the most |