poetry

of ruins and kingdoms… 

I’d ask where my sanity has gone

But sanity has always been too mundane

For the likes of me

I have a few souls that I call friends

Because they bare themselves 

In the most beautiful ways

Without trying to influence me

But their actions inspire me

I could be just as cold

For what has tried to be sold to me 

Don’t you know

Cheaters and abusers

I’ve known them all 

A time or two I’ve been left in the rain

That’s where I first fell in love

Not with the pain but the chance 

Where two left feet learn to dance

Without a care

Naked as I bear 

The simplest of pleasures

Cleansing my soul within in the storm

That I hold inside 

Where I’ve been left to behold 

The ruins those lost souls left me with

Is a kingdom and a blessing 

Worth wandering 

-Joshua Ryan Stewart

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same particle… 

everything 

within this life 

is connected 

somehow 

so perhaps 

that is why 

i have believed in 

the idea of soulmates 

like finding 

another part of you 

formed from the same particle 

across space and time 

and how amazing it would be 

to find 

just one part 

of those pieces 

within a single lifetime 

-joshua ryan stewart

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worth the distance


wandering within the distances 
that i cannot always see 

feeling inside of me 

what i cannot 

psychically touch 

no matter how hard 

i have stretched to reach 

everything drifts away 

from me 

pulling to push 

i fall to my knees 

defeated 

yet left unconquered 

in a wasteland 

of skin covered bones 

locked inside 

so from the inside out 

i bleed 

without losing blood 

because i still have faith 

there is a difference in me 

worth the distance 

wandering 

-joshua ryan stewart

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changed reminded 

i’ve been looking at that sky 

and listening to the wind 

feeling this dirt 

i’ve wandered on 

beneath my feet 

tasting it in my teeth 

as it all has changed 

within a day’s life 

yet i’m reminded 

of a different time 

where perhaps 

i once could say 

it felt like 

never before 

the pain was pure 

for what changed 

around me 

wasn’t sure 

-joshua ryan stewart

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trading scars for smiles… 

let’s throw ourselves down on some blankets, spread across the ground. laying in each other’s arms, and laughing about everything that ever made us cry. stare at the sky, and wonder why out loud. rambling about the things that don’t have to make sense. trading scars for smiles, and losing the fears we found in these miles. because what we have lived, doesn’t define what we can be living. 

-joshua ryan stewart

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