What is this love?
Why is it so important
that people will spend there lives
hunting for it,
dying for it,
killing for it.
How can one emotion
elicit so much peace and joy
while at the same time
cause so much hatred and pain?
Why should I give up
everything
because something inside me says
I can’t exisit without you?
Please,
help me understand
before it’s too late.
Before I make a decision
that mat change everything,
that I may regret.
© 2016 Heidi Barnes
Photo post by @Ramblings_Claury.
Source: The Ability To Love
Straight lines
point A to point B
Never deviating,
never detouring from your chosen path.
But what if you put a curve
in that path so straight and true?
Will you stumble and fall,
the world imploding around you?
Will you still be able to
breathe?
Black and white
Truth or lie
There is no other way,
no gray between the lines.
But what if we put some color
in your monochromic world?
Will you stumble and fall,
the world imploding around you?
Will you still be able to
breathe?
We live in a wonderfully diverse world.
To put blinders on
to all the different colors,
all the curves and angles around you,
is an empty
sad
place to live.
Open your eyes to all the possibilities
one step can make,
and dream an impossible dream
that just may come true
if only you let yourself
breathe.
Copyright 2016 Heidi Barnes
Do I look like you?
Possibly.
Do I think like you?
Maybe.
Do I believe like you?
Not always.
Do I bleed like you?
Most definitely.
We are different
you and I,
and yet we are the same.
Please don’t make me bleed
just because I am not you
and you are not me.
©2016 Heidi Barnes
I know what you are.
You can’t hide from me anymore.
I know what you are
and I am not afraid.
You should be
for I am your salvation,
and damnation.
I am your life
and your death.
I still do not fear you.
I will destroy you without remorse.
I will relish your pain
as I send you into Hell.
No you will not.
Run, run
run while you can,
before it’s too late,
because once I sink my teeth
into your sweet
tantalizing
skin,
you will forever be
mine.
I am already a part of your soul.
You know this.
You will not hurt me.
You can’t.
I am not afraid!
I am.
Copyright 2016 Heidi Barnes
Elusive as mist through the trees
The more you reach
The further it recedes.
Memories of times gone by
Happiness with sadness combined.
These are what make me
Who I am,
Yet as time moves on
The harder they are to retain.
Help me remember,
Don’t let me lose myself.
For if I can’t remember who I am,
How can I become the person
That is me?
Copyright 2015 Heidi Barnes
The prompt if from Writing Outside the Lines #19. Go take a look at the other wonderful writings and maybe try out a few of the prompts. See where your muse takes you. 🙂
“I see your mind,” hisses through the night.
“Who’s there?” I call my voice wavering
“I know what you are thinking,” whispers through the air.
“No you don’t,” I say unsure.
“I know how you feel,” the silky voice breathes.
“You can’t!” I yell spinning around, peering into the murky mist.
“Can you live with your choice knowing the cost?
The people you will hurt?”
My silence is greeted with a flash of light,
a reflective surface,
an image I know too well.
“Will you be able to look upon yourself with pride
when others see you with disdain?”
I turn away from those eyes filled with anger,
arrogance, and, to my disconcert
shame.
“I have done no wrong!” I growl defiantly.
“I see your mind and it is deceiving,” the voice slithers in the inky blackness.
“You lie!”
“Do I?”
Tense silence fills the air.
“Who are you?” I whispered fearfully.
“I am the one who will condemn without reservation,
who will haunt your waking dreams!” the voice booms.
“I am judge, jury.
Executioner!”
Wind whips around me,
past sins screaming for absolution,
beating at my already battered soul.
Covering my ears I try to run, but it is no use
for the voices follow,
unrelenting.
“You can run, but you can never hide,
for we will follow through the edges of time!
Speak now and right the wrong
or pay the price for a deed black as it is
cold.”
“Never!” I scream.
Fist clenched, feet apart,
I stand my ground,
the wind of past sins suddenly silent.
Conviction strong,
I raise my eyes and voice
to the heavens.
“If I must pay for returning that which was given freely,
then so be it.
My conscious is clear.”
“So be it.
The choice is made,
No turning back.
What once was whole
is now undone.
What once was love
now hate is strong.
May the Gods have mercy,
for the light within
is now gone.”
Poem Copyright 2015 Heidi Barnes
One chance
one moment
To tell you what you mean.
How you make me feel.
With just one glance,
One smile,
My world rights itself
Becomes a life I want to live.
If only you would be mine,
Could be mine.
Will you be mine?
Copyright 2015 Heidi Barnes
I want to hear you
see you,
feel you.
I want to believe in you,
and know that you believe in me.
I want to know that my faith in you is not misplaced.
That I can trust you with the one thing that I hold dear,
my heart.
I want to know where this will lead,
If my time well be well spent.
Tell me that you love me.
Show me that I can trust you.
Take me into your arms
hold me tight.
Never let me go
and i will be yours
forever more.
© 2015 Heidi Barnes
This came to me a couple of nights ago. A lot of times I don’t know where my poems come from, but I usually have an idea what they might mean. This one I am at a loss. What I do know is this poem appeared in my head with a force that said it needed to be written. I have tried to see if there is maybe more, but nothing comes to mind. Maybe it will make sense somewhere later in my life, or maybe it will resonate with you. If it does I would like to hear why. 🙂
I walk under the ocean
where the green grass grows.
Thunder wakes me
and I wonder where I come from
is where I need to go.
© 2015 Heidi Barnes
Let me know, because I would really like an answer to this riddle. 🙂
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