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Noah he was clever when there was a flood
he built himself an ark made it all from wood
loaded all his animals did it two by two
sailed away to safety that was the thing to do
the way it is today we should do the same
just like all his animals it is such a shame
we should build a boat for when we get a flood
the way it is today is simply just no good
broken wings,
shattered soul,
a devil fallen,

no choice,
tears of a nobody,
cry's,

wings black as night,
tears color of blood,
fallen,

i have fallen from hell,
my soul,
shattered like glass,

a shattered mirror,
darkness fading away,
gates closing without me,
lost i may be

by black rose
The veil lifted. I have been gifted for will and.fire.
A year.of.grace,one of the chosen few.to.soar,roar and push my.limits.
ONCE MORE.
Near decades have past.

My mission.now
To pay it.forward with verve.
Humbled
Stumbled.by invisible demons.
The journey continues.
Never backwards.
Pray.
Debilitating condition.invisibly born or worn down.we on group call it lazy.  m.....***..r syndrome.
 Feb 2014 Jessabellium
ViiKozak
The lightning's light is sublime tonight
Using the cadence of its visible might
Showing off beauty with vibrant light
Awake from this dreamland night
 Feb 2014 Jessabellium
Miryam L
just give it to the beggar boy
you found along the woodland path,
can't you afford this price to pay
for just one fleeting shadow laugh?
finding breadcrumbs scattered between
the roots of trees so deep, so dark.
The Ether where his secrets teem
blind worms spared from broken hearts

autumn leaves, so generous
they just keep giving
golden fish set swimming
through the air

trees' warm blood sacrificed
like droplets from the living
twig finger veins dripping
by winter beware.

daisy chains knotted with denial
through summer I wove
with sky speckled feathers shed
from free wings to teach my cloak
But the beggar boy he shivered with the Nordic winds
so I gave him mine
Now the aching leaves and I both freeze
because my body's weaker than my pride

autumn leaves, so generous
they just keep giving
golden fish set swimming
through the air

trees' warm blood sacrificed
like droplets from the living
twig finger veins dripping
by winter beware.

stop coming round here, beggar boy
I've nothing left but my own mind
it was what you always wanted most
so just let the path wind

stop coming round here beggar boy
I've nothing left but my own heart
Written all over with his summer days
I hope these words aren't so sharp.

Beggar boy, too broken to plead.
I won't go as the autumn leaves.

Beggar boy, his broken dreams.
I won't go as the autumn leaves.
Hot/Cold, Part 2

Hot endings, cold starts.
Hot feelings, cold marks.
Hot temper with a cold reaction.
Hot double barrel with cold pump action.
Hot church with a cold congregation.
Hot merch with cold affiliations.
Hot meat, cold wine.
Hot dollar, cold dime.
Hot queens with their cold mink.
Hot kings with their cold links.
Hot art with cold reception.
Hot mirror and a cold reflection.
Hot woman with a cold reputation.
Hot main chick with a cold side on placement.
Hot funk and cold R&B.;
Hot world but the colds all I see.
Hot information, cold intelligence.
Hot faults, then cold recompense.
Hot forgiveness, cold mistakes.
Regardless of what the world intakes.
Hot ignorance and cold oblivion,
are bliss to those who favour dominion.
Hot pathogens and cold diseases.
Hot gold with the cold diamond pieces.
Hot gat within a cold Gucci belt.
Hot knife inside the skin it starts to melt.
Hot love for God and the cold religion.
Hot pain after a cold circumcision.
Hot skin, cold whip.
Hot hands, cold grip.
Hot city, cold ghetto.
Hot calls, but no memo.
Hot rapper with no demo.
Hot baller with no c-notes.
Hot thoughts, cold emotions.
Hot theories and cold notions.
Hot models with their cold body motions.
Hot love before the warm heart ceases.
Hot hatred 'fore the cold heart seizes.
all my life wasted
and I stay - and I stay there
they say I should pace it
but i don't - no I don't care
I can't take a step down
been at the bottom for so long
guess I must have missed how -
when and where I went so wrong.

I've been so wrong, for so long
at the bottom i stayed there.

I've got all this knowledge
but it really means nothing
I'm jumping off into the middle something
I guess what I'm finding is it's about forgiveness.
find that solution and we begin to live this.

I've been so wrong, for so long
at the bottom and i stayed there.
I'm not sure how i feel about this song. It's really unfinished and unclear.
 Feb 2014 Jessabellium
Evynne
Love in an open hand
Free
Unhidden
And I am drowning in it
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