Kallie Venturini
Bio
🦋 It's not the image, but the human experience♾️ Elvis "God" Presley ⚡️
Stories (4/0)
Let's get Lost
Hades "Lets get Lost" If Chet Baker was Hades, he would get all the Ladies. While singing his song they would swoon along. Too bad his fires got the best of his desires. Lost in the lights that got to bright. Darkness nobody could understands. If Chet Baker was Hades, he would get all the Ladies. He once stole some keys and gave them to me. Said don't Ignite the fires they will kill all your desires. If Chet Baker was Hades, he would get all the Ladies. Will I recognize the light in his eyes, That no other eyes reveal? Or will I pass him by and never even know. That he was Hades. If Chet Baker was hades, he probably did get a lot of the Ladies.
By Kallie Venturini18 days ago in Poets
Shipwreck
Shipwreck A piece of me broke off at sea, tumbling through the waves for all eternity. I didn't even know a piece of me was missing, til I looked down to sea. Hard to sea, the piece missing indeed. I can feel the sharp edges all around me , waiting for the waves to smooth me out for all the Gods to sea. Piece of me drifting in the sea, wondering why the Gods wanted me. I'm just a piece of glass, broken at sea, nothing special you sea. Wondering why the gods chose me, to be without my bottle for all eternity. Just a broken piece of glass waiting to sea, what the gods have in store for me. Once was sharp but now I sea. Smooth edges all around me. I'll never fit back in my bottle now you sea. For the gods made something new out of me. Beautiful sea glass, tumbling through the waves for all eternity.
By Kallie Venturini6 months ago in Poets
When Doves Cry
When doves cry : What am i ? A sparrow beneath the trees? A squirrel in the leaves? Cause all i want to do is feel a breeze but seems like the weight of the world is on my wings. Dreaming of the sky, thats so high, but the sparrows have me tied to this tree, moving me from branch to branch. Making me think im free. Wanting to touch the sky but only getting to the leaves. When you want to fly away but your locked to a tree, its hard to see. Everything blends in but i know, i know the sky and the sky knows me . So why am i tied to this tree? Squirrels coming and going with new string, only making me think im free but im still tied to this tree. I thought i made it out but the string is just longer now. Whats so scary about the sky? Is it cause it so high? They are so low , and they will never know the feelings in my heart and the dreams of my wings beneath the stars. But they dont care. They just want me tied to the tree, cause that the easy thing. To make me think im a squirrel in there world, but im just a dove trying to break free. But they dont want me to see me , in there cold world. Been looking at the ground so long, how could i have known. I wasnt a sparrow, just a dove trying to see its self . Still Tied to this tree, dreaming of the skys and sea. Been in the dark so long, my soul has forgotten what the moonlight feels like. Why wont they just let me go. Let me fly. But they would just rather me cry.
By Kallie Venturini6 months ago in Poets
