Stevie Jay
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Poet | Exploring the universe through words | My poetry is meant to provoke thought and leave room for interpretation.
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A Controlled State Of Mind
We held galaxies in our hands. In that moment, we understood forever. Molding life, changing history. We were forever. Or at least we could be. Glistening street lights shining through the rain on the window. We are human, we are temporary. But I’d like to hope that someday I could live in that moment forever.
By Stevie Jay11 months ago in Poets
Empty Hands
I often wonder, if celestial hands were to reach out to me, would I interlock my fingers with theirs? Or would I do as I always do, and mimic the souls around me? Turning a blind eye, holding the hands of logic instead. But as I empty my hands of all reason, and all logic, what is left?
By Stevie Jay11 months ago in Poets
