Love Life Death: A Book Of Poems

Flash

A flash

One look

No words

Simple expression, complex meanings

Hidden thoughts and feelings

Concerns of the heart

I guess love is like art

Misshaped chaos

Burnt rubbish and beauty

All mixed in one 

Some things are fun 

Others are just done

The thin line between love and pain gets thinner with every passing moon

People scream leave me alone

And often end up all alone

Others try to stick on 

Yet still end up being wrong 

And people in this world just linger on 

As if one thing led to the wrong 

And one thing made them strong