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 Dec 2015 Isaac Huston
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Lips
 Dec 2015 Isaac Huston
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Hymns upon the lips
of the teenagers living
their lives
in secret-
that's all you can hear
ringing
in the distance.

Prayers from the parents
hoping that perhaps
their little angel
isn't caught up in
all that teenagers do.

Too bad we know
the truth.

The straight A student
sneaking out at 3 am
or turning on his webcam
just for the satisfaction
of what he's able to do,

the perky girl
with the
"stable"
group of friends
going out,
getting high,
forgetting about tomorrow,

those that don't pick up every girl
still have a secret life
somewhere
deep inside

and all that is okay

to a certain point

because that's what we do.
Sorry this ***** so badly!~
 Nov 2015 Isaac Huston
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Questions
 Nov 2015 Isaac Huston
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What do you do
when you meet somebody
who has lightning in their eyes
and fire on their lips
waiting to burn
it
all
down?

What do you do
when you can't stop thinking about somebody
whose heart is filled
with the idea
that your existence
is
wrong?

What do you do
when you feel stupid
because maybe if you were born
in another time
or another place
you wouldn't be having
these
problems?

What do you do
when you're nervous to be you
in your own home
or around those you hold dear
because what if
they're disappointed
in
you?

What do you do
when the person
you want to please most
admits things
that break
your
heart?

What do you do
when you can't stop dreaming
and your heart can't stop longing
and your head can't stop spinning
and all you want
is just
peace
and
quiet

from all the tragedy in the world

all of the noise in your head

all of the fear and worry

and you just want

to rest?
i've never felt
more alone
than when
you leave
without
warning
Short.
How much is a life worth?
When you stare down the barrel of a gun
Does it vary by place of birth?
Do you have to be loved by someone?

Maybe money decides
Or a great personality
How much is it worth your life?
Maybe wisdom is the key

Do you have to make a mark
Maybe discover something new?
To keep that beat in your heart
For your life to have more value?

Maybe if you are beautiful
Your life is worth much more
Or really funny, never dull
You´re more valuable for sure

Maybe if you're a parent
Or you have a product that sells
Maybe if you have years well spent
You're worth more than someone else

Maybe if you believe in something
Or give money to charity
Maybe if you're the son of a king
They'll let you go free

Maybe if you have honour and fame
Or many hopes and dreams
Death might miss its aim
And see how much your life means

How much is a life worth?
How many tears do you need?
For someone to miss your presence on earth
For a whole world to grieve

How will they know your someone?
and not just a name on a list
Someone's daughter, someone´s son
Someone who will be missed
 Nov 2015 Isaac Huston
Asim Javid
I woke up this morning and my name flashed on T.V.
They said i blew up places , they said i killed masses .
Men , women & children I murdered them all.
Who am I ?
I am a muslim and i am taking this fall.
They used my name and spread the terror.
I am not them , it surely is an error.
We, muslims, are the holders of peace , we spread love.
Why am I being  represented by their false actions.
I am a person, with different notions.
World will now brand me a terrorist.
Don't judge me by their actions , I insist.
I am not them, they pilfered my name.
They inflicted libel , and my religion to defame .
I have been robbed , robbed of my name.
I am a muslim , human like you , all the same.
My name has been robbed , my identity stolen
I deprecate the terror and mourn for fallen.
There are millions like me and humanity lies in our depths.
But we are all victims of Identity Theft* ...............
We Muslims condemn  the Paris attack.
 Nov 2015 Isaac Huston
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Please
 Nov 2015 Isaac Huston
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Can someone please tell me
why everything
has to be so
complicated
all
the
time?

Why we overthink those
bumps
in the dark,
we hear our names whispered
from every corner?

Why we think that something
can not,
should not be,
when it really wouldn't
be that bad
just to try
this once?

If you could just tell me
what would be so difficult
about giving it a try
just this once...

Let me hold you.

Let me kiss you
on the nose
and giggle softly
at your dumb jokes.

I'll hold your hands in mine
while we contemplate
the universe,
or anything you desire
because I just like talking with you.

Or we can just sit in silence,
staring at the sky
thinking to ourselves
"This can't get any more perfect."

And that will mean everything to us.

For no matter how many times
I look into your eyes,
or how stupid I feel
writing these poems,
there's one thing that won't change.

You really matter to me.
 Nov 2015 Isaac Huston
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Try
 Nov 2015 Isaac Huston
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Try
I don't really know why I try anymore.

The long phone calls,
the smiles and laughter,
you telling me how much you love
talking to me.

It burrows deep in my stomach-
the warmth, I mean,
and it begs to be expressed
with a hug
or a kiss
perhaps.

But you're older than I am,
and your laughter makes me feel
important, almost.
You tell me to live each day as if
it were my last
yet you can't see
that it took all my courage to ask you
to that stupid movie thing
at school.

And your voice
makes me smile.

But you want to know something?
I'm tired.
I'm tired of basing my emotions
on how other people think of me
even though somehow
I can't stop it.

So instead,
I'll take your smile,
your laughter,
the other girls whispering to me
"I know he likes you"
and your careful denial,
wrap it all up in shiny paper,
and place it under the Christmas tree
of trying to be
someone you'll want to remember.
She assured me
That she knew her limit,
But it didn't take long
Until she drank herself
Into total oblivion
Out cold on the floor
With dried tears on her cheeks.
She tries to drown
Her demons in *****
But she tends to forget
That alcohol ...
Only makes them stronger.
Every time we drink together, it turns out this way...
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