“MAGIC”

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Wizards with wands or magical dust,

Four leaf clovers and a seven showing always on two dice.

Witches and warlocks, wishes or rainbows,

Do dreams come true, there are stars and moons.?

Do unicorns exist, are there spirits in the mist,

Is magic a fantasy, what you feel are prayers that are real.?

Magic lives in the heart, it is a wanting hope for all that you feel,

All you hope will be real.

Keith Garrett

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I Wish

I wish everything was as easy to get rid of like a picture on a cellphone. You choose the photo and all you have to do is simply press the “delete” button. I wish everything in life was like that. That way things would be simple, you wouldn’t have to worry about how one thing you do affects everything else. You wouldn’t have to think twice before making a decision…

I wish I didn’t feel. If I didn’t feel, things would be easy to delete. Wouldn’t it be so much better if you never felt anything? That way you wouldn’t be able to cry or love or be happy. It would be easier to do whatever you wanted and that’s all I want…to be able to do whatever I want without worrying about how it affects somebody else.

I AM MORE THAN A NAME

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We are each and everyone human, being forgotten,

I have a name but I am much more than this I know.

Not so personal is our world anymore, strangers we are,

I am more than a name, a number, or identification.

A person that has no face or personality to the system,

I am here to let you know that I am real and alive.

I am more than a name, feelings come from within,

Tears are not imaginary, love and hope are daily thoughts.

There is more worth to me than those behind their doors know,

I am more than a name, so much more to say.

Keith Garrett

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Not My Own

“you want to know what it’s like to be in love? it’s wonderful. your heart swells and it feels like the most exquisite flower is opening up. it feels like you’re in an enhanced state of mind. your sanity is impaired that moment they are right in front of your eyes. your mind is overflowing with the idea of those little dimples that appear at the corner of their mouth or that tone of their voice when they speak. and you want it to stop. you want to stop the excitement, the pressure, the sensation. but you are willing to continue. even if there is a dead end right in front of the road.”

~Unknown

Not My Own

“nestle up with me now and let

us fall in love with the feeling

of our worries spilling into the sheets.

nestle up with me now,

let us give birth to seeds of whispering

moans and let those coil with our bones

as we tumble in love with the

blooming echo.

nestle up with me now,

let us grow old and die delicate

in each other’s arms,

for my god,

what an exquisite honor it would be

to erode from this crumbling earth

all the while being washed in your

lover’s grains.

nestle up with me.”

~Christopher Poindexter

Not My Own

And on nights when my heart aches and I feel like I’m ready to rip my soul away from my carcass I carry around, I write words on my body. Words like ‘you can do this’ and ‘you deserve happiness.’ I write them all over my body and I sit and wait for them to sink in. I sit on the floor and close my eyes, as if the chemicals from the fading black sharpie will work their way through my skin, into my blood stream and make it to my brain- all while holding the sentiment of the words written. All so that maybe one day I’ll believe them.”

~Unknown