please keep the streets empty for me
for when I drive down
I want to see the ghosts of our past
lingering there so they don't see
what is to come of us
you and me
stop the music
in the name of not hearing your voice
I can not bear the thoughts of you
my head is full of the words you said
music can not make that go away
scratching at the places you knew
my body is an ode to you
while I wish it clean of your touch
you're a part of me
There is more to the world than you
I can see that now
in the words and sounds, I thought I couldn't
bare without you
I am fine without you
I wish I knew that all
so much sooner than now
About the Creator
Jazzy
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Head of the Jazzy Writers Association (JWA) in partnership with the Vocal HWA chapter.
Bruce Lee and The God of War: Kuan Ti
It starts with love.. The Power to the God Of War and Wealth Walk into a Chinese restaurant (even in Oklahoma, USA), a Chinese police station, a kung fu martial arts studio or even a Chinese temple and you often see a red faced warrior holding a heavy quan-do (spear like weapon).
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Comments (12)
can go a day without reading your story
beautifully carved!
🔥 Go Jazzy!
Once again, those two last lines are sooo powerful! But of course, the rest of the poem is so well done too!
There is so much sadness, but in the end, liberation.
Whoaaa, that was so powerful and hit me so hard! Loved your poem!
Dailyn said it all along with Gerard!
B.e.a.utiful. Hindsight is such a real kick in the gut, but we live, learn, and move on hopefully. Glad to see another poem from you, Jazzy.
Those last two lines sum up so much about life, but I guess that's how we learn to move forward and make better choices. This was wonderfully written :)
I think many of us hold regret yet only some of are wise enough to learn anything from it. ;)
This poem is one of the most elegantly put ways of saying, "I don't need you in my life anymore, like yeah, you hurt me and all, but I've grown to realize I have bigger fish to fry than to cry over unrepentant eyes."
Good riddance.