When I'm alone, I am calm.
Silence is the sound of my peace.
No rushing rivers or winds blowing through the trees can compare.
But when I see you. My heart beats like an African drum.
My mind runs like a restaurant during a lunch rush.
But my eyes are still and focused on what God has shown me is the true definition of beauty.
My ears then flee from silence and dive into the essence of your voice.
Your heart, soul, and love- is my new found peace.
-Cash E Hog
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Cash Hogan
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Alone
My home is dead silent My room is pitch blackI lay here on my bed Allowing my thoughts to take overIn my head, I am never aloneLet me explain In my head, there is a home A home with multiple rooms with doors that I prefer to stay closedSo I usually hang out in the living room with my emotionsWe all look somewhat alike but we're totally different My thoughtful emotion wears glasses but he has very bad anxietyMy sexual emotion is a little bit more muscular and very flirtatiousAnd my anger and wicked desires stay in the rooms that I won't openAnywayThis is where I go when I'm alone
By Cash Hogan9 years ago in Poets
After the Storm
After the storm of winter snow there sat a small bear by the name Ted, of course. He loves the snow and likes to roll around in it making all sorts of trails and whatever he has a mind to do. He wondered where all the people are, but in a way, he is hoping that they are all snug in the homes maybe drinking hot chocolate-one of his favorite drinks with mini-marshmallows and eating something homemade for he likes this winter wonderland all to himself to romp and play and maybe even catch some fish down by the river.
By Mark Graham4 days ago in Fiction
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Every verse carries beauty and wisdom.