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climbed a hundred times.

they know that special place…

for you.

for you and only you…

Daddy Who Never Smiles

A rare twinkle in his crinkled brown eyes that gets eaten up in an instant by dimness, like clouds that swallow the sun.

time never began.

beyond any vision we can imagine…

listen.

i have yet to have someone listen to me…

i wish.

i close my eyes…

short poems.

the freedom they offer…

my silence.

a world where i am free…

you.

hidden away in my heart ever so close…

i’m done.

today i end the pain…

doesn’t matter.

it’s more than what you are in love with…

sneaking up on 60.

and friends and lovers who were by no means real…

my goals.

my tomorrow, never my yesterday…

making of the artist.

and person is replaced with artist…

rejection.

those who reject you just for the evidence of reaction…

twist.

that simple dynamic that we all seek so desperately…

gone.

and i miss you…

i love art.

i envy a great artist…

idle time.

when used in such a foul way…

maze.

to one friend and then another…

no regrets.

wishing things were different…

great life.

it’s a great life…

and it hurts.

when ill-tempered and unrehearsed words wound others…

slipping away.

i now understand what must be done…

courage.

i have lost some of those qualities…

images of you.

i record my images of you…

wait.

for each and every one…

i age.

and my opinions mean less…

lost love.

i cannot wish upon my dreams…

hate.

why is there hate…

hope.

the victory will not be yours…

hidden away.

sad that you bury so deep…

the problem.

questioning yourself is not the problem…

alone with myself.

you can take away my music…

shows up.

life just shows up…

silence.

but most of all i love the silence in life…

how much time?

i don’t know how much time there is…

fit.

who guided us to kindness…

at home?

and love and hate coexist…

9.11

i want to dream of tomorrows…

sunrise.

from this we get morning…

if.

if i were a sighted man…

sunflower.

that it is just as frail, and as fragile…

ask.

do you ever sit and dream of what could be?…

evil.

its opposite and evil twin…

my mother.

from the woman who tortured my heart as a child…

just words.

can you paint with compassion…

so what?

between futility and fate…

my dad.

the greatest friend i ever had…

my first epiphany.

i can’t believe…

sick.

a slow, debilitating complaint…

see.

if i were a blind man…

journey.

to faces and smiles unknown…

Hope? I met a man who seemed… different.

Back in 1985 or so, I met a man who seemed… different.

my cat.

what a lazy little tart she is…

out of my mind.

silently, to me alone, it speaks…

see.

if i were a blind man…

why wait?

why silence, when you could protest…

selfish act.

not enough moments to restore the spoil of my selfish act…

and it hurts.

funny how misspoken words,,,

can.

before you can…

magical land.

i want to take you to a magical land…

so anonymous.

how do such tiny beasts…

who isn’t next?

if next really meant what it seems to mean…

truth.

are my lies your truths? are my truths your lies…

except.

that took thousands of years to perfect…

beyond the soul.

first it robs you of your smile…

answers.

what path shall become my way…

ago.

the sweet smell of a fresh rain…

why wait for fate.

this is my last day and i own it…

crest.

when life is as worthless as death…

ugly.

on a point of departure not unlike the norm…

The act of birth….

Blood between the legs, / Blood from the womb, / Blood from living

no matter.

death comes…

bottom line.

any teachings of any god…

art is art.

while art requires the heart…

no need.

i only pray that someday…

bandit.

and now i miss you for it…

keep it simple.

ok…

emotion.

i prefer solitude over companionship…

truths.

are my lies your truths…

go away.

you have been rejected by me…

one of few.

i have very few reoccurring loving memories…

answers.

will it be one that reaches far into my world…

fools.

let fools…

doubt.

the benefit of the doubt…

all.

the whole world…

dream.

that seem so impossible…

friends.

i have some good friends…

action.

depression is a dull pain…

The Girl Who Changed My World

You took my cold, stony heart / And turned it back to flesh / You ventured through the darkness / To pull me from the brink of Death

foundation.

this process causes me to realize…

battle.

wait for no one enemy…

The boy who couldn’t communicate

The wolves howled and the owls toowooted as the fairies twirled and jigged in the womb of night….

Who goes there

The tick, tick, tick, / Of the monster clock / Who goes there? / The thump, thump thump / On the cosmic door / Mother nature roars / Keep t…

Hell

Hell, / Has many facets. / It can take the form of an angel, / A smile on someone’s face, / A knife on your back.
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