Wednesday, December 31, 2014

The Heart Wants What it Wants (A poem)



A poem inspired by Selena Gomez's The Heart Wants What It Wants
 
My heart
Has the map to yours
Almost got lost
In its quicksand soil
Twisted my ankle
On a road full of thorns
Cut my fingers bloody
Trying to pick up a rose
My bad eyes failing To find the petals
 
Crawled on
And fell fast asleep
In your whispering poppy fields
It had your aroma
Where dreams are reality
But A plan foiled
As I woke up to a rainstorm
 
In those treacherous paths
Of A love that devours all
 
Conflicting histories
Spider webs of deceit
Cataclysms filled up with mystery
The Walls screaming for sustenance
 
 
On the rough terrain
Etched in cracked lines
Lay past heartbreaks
Faced with skeleton bones
Laced in gold-red cages
and glass shattered trinkets
Love and other drugs
 
High on the climb
But fell so disastrously
With every breath
Your heart nearly breaks
With All the time wasted
With the clumsy hands, who handled you first
 
We're broken
Broken together
Share the same feathers
And Weathered the storm
Foaming
At the mouth
As we put our shattered pieces back together
 
 
 

Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Welcome!



Welcome to Poet's Lotus,

where the treacherous beauty of the human experience is beautifully written.

Please feel free to give suggestions of any topics you want to see in poem form here. I love to write about different things to show what I can bring alive with poetry, especially things I didn't think to write about before.

I'd also love to put my skills to the test, and this is a way to reveal what I am capable of for those who want to employ my services beyond this site.

If anyone wants to post up poetry here themselves, comment below and let me know. I will most likely try to interpret its meaning, and ask if you if I was right.

I might later install a prize giveaway for those who get the closest to successfully interpreting the meaning of the poem, or its form.

Be careful with it, though.


Thank You,

Sandra

May your pens create legends, and the ink from your pens flow forever long.

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