diamond
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Eyes like sparkling diamond seas
Reflecting the light from my stars
Shining beams of admiration
Or curiosity
Shine on my cheeks in the dimly lit auditorium of this moment
Feel the warmth of my love
A heart of diamond can't break
A stream won't flow from a stone.
Even if the earth were to shake,
The mountain stands on its own.
Is a glare made of diamond?
With love I survive and grow and thrive
For all pursuits need guidance,
And my soul was made a contrivance-
Meant to collect the love and compact it
Into the diamond known as life
My sister is a diamond,
illuminating into surrounded darkness.
Tears are falling like the rain from the sky,
she does handle a lot.
Facing pain?
She is made of steel.
She does not utter “NO”,
I can see it all.
The downfall of men.
The inevitable destruction
of all we once
held close.
There is nothing we can do,
but watch.
Watch as all the hope,
comforts,
My diamond is not for you
My diamond does not need your approval
My diamond does not want to be told what to do
My diamond can make a revalation move
My diamond is not meant to be misused
The sky is so bright but there is no sun
Balls lost from sight in the light leave you on the run
Searching for the ball as the missing piece to a puzzle
hours go by in only seconds of action
The clean cut edges,
The smoothness of each base,
Every corner better than the next,
Perfectly polished,
Standing in awe of its grandness,
The happiness melts in,
First,
Second,
Third,
We will never be satisfied.
It is against human nature
To be content with what we have in our lives.
Everyone wants more.
Sometimes I want to dive in to greet the bottom of the ocean floor
Sometimes I want to jump off to see what lies in the concrete.
Sometimes I want to drink because I am curious about what hides at the bottom of the bottle
