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Burlone718
Burlone718
45/M/NYC I sit on the back of a bus to and from work thinking too much., I've always felt my most creative in the early AM. / So I just started to put my thoughts down. I welcome any comments... / I have no idea if my writings are any good or not.
No paths no trail No hills to climb Simplicity as far as the lazy eyes could see. Next time... I'll look harder next time. Picking the lint off my favorite sweater. As I pull this carriage again The mudslide seems to be the common trend. Throwing a fit. Waiting for this mud to turn to rock So I have a place to sit. Clutching the pristine rifle Pin these medals on the battle harden coward. Struggling, balancing on this slippery saddle Knocked on my *** again. Never can predict which way the wind will blow Can never make a foot print in the snow Apathy becomes so empowered Things seem so much easier from far away Trembling, I'll turn back into the grey. I'll just go home... Not a single dream chased Not one battle faced I love how that smells But too afraid to taste.. I want to be something so bad It's under my skin The dreams of it make me grin. Only skin deep... nothing's strong enough within...
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Jan 24, 2019
Jan 24, 2019 at 6:00 PM UTC
Paths of Regret.
With sweat poring with desire adorning And our bodies burning. With two cigarettes One for after And one for the morning Another rendezvous trembling in each others grip Smile and bite your lip Like you always do. In ten thousand lifetimes I never thought they'd be a scenario Where your arms would be wrapped around me.
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Jan 19, 2019
Jan 19, 2019 at 12:41 PM UTC
With two cigarettes
Watch your last tears fall Crashing upon your death bed Drew the last of wine from the well Repeating the last words you said. So kiss me goodbye A cold lesson learned God knows i try I can't stay here This fine wine has turned The wilting grapevine I must go Nothing to drink anymore embattled in an emotional postwar decline. This strength I must find like walking a tightrope on a fault line. Go off and find your well in the sand. You fantasy and my bad dreams Your mirage and your man. The unlucky and the ****** Trying to quench their thirst with the dead streams in quicksand.
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Jan 12, 2019
Jan 12, 2019 at 1:25 PM UTC
Watch your last tears fall
There it was.. Sun soaked smiles I held your hand Laughter for miles As we wiped off all this itchy sand. There it was... Moving clouds and you splashing puddles under your feet I smile, ask you to listen to the rain drops You smile and tell me I'm sweet. Rain begins to splinter With every snow flake The idea of loving you begins to awake We drop in to the drift Waiting to make snow angels in the winter Head so high, drunk on your clouds Leaving your warmth for the moment For the cover of lascivious linen shrouds My eye was caught in the beauty of another brand I am no cheat Grandstanding on clay feet. I feel so small as I crash land So Here it comes... The loneliness. Footprints of accountability Brings a brushfire of guilt Standing, spitting into the wind Here it comes... Discontented swan dive As I drown every single emotion Stuff it in an empty bottle Cap it all off and let nothing escape Before I drink it all and the bitterness eats me alive Here it comes... This sense of reality leaves me dimwitted My sense of humor was all for naught I realized I'm not as funny as I thought. Poking holes in my glass ceiling You throw one last stone, to begin the healing. Here it is... Mistaken moments Like floaters in my eyes It all catches on fire, this paper virtue crafted with lies Cardboard cutouts warping from the scorching heat Here I am... Transparent aggression, Flimsy and amusing Plastic right down to the core A crocodile getting his head bitten off at his own watering hole Now laughing at me through the glass door. Guilt and shame become mounting debts So now it's that time to run and hide Borrow from tomorrow To forget the end of day regrets I will no longer complain I will ignore the pain mounting I will turn and burry my face in my hands Go ahead and run and hide I'll never stop counting I will no longer try to find a way out of this hole I promise I will never be so bold Quite and dumb I'll just lay under the fold. Where the rain no longer makes a sound And the snow melts before it hits the ground You left before I ruined you You dodged a bullet from this emotional killing spree You can watch as the shell of me cracks I rather you pity me than despise me. So stay and watch me fall from the tree no longer this clinging fruit exist under the field of wilted weeds Silent and Unseen I lay waiting in this dying root. I just wish someone could of seen The beauty that once laid within me...
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Jan 11, 2019
Jan 11, 2019 at 5:04 PM UTC
Here it Comes
There it was.. Sun soaked smiles I held your hand Laughter for miles As we wiped off all this itchy sand. There it was... Moving clouds and you splashing puddles under your feet I smile, ask you to listen to the rain drops You smile and tell me I'm sweet. Rain begins to splinter With every snow flake The idea of loving you begins to awake We drop in to the drift Waiting to make snow angels in the winter Head so high, drunk on your clouds Leaving your warmth for the moment For the cover of lascivious linen shrouds My eye was caught in the beauty of another brand I am no cheat Grandstanding on clay feet. I feel so small as I crash land So Here it comes... The loneliness. Footprints of accountability Brings a brushfire of guilt Standing, spitting into the wind Here it comes... Discontented swan dive As I drown every single emotion Stuff it in an empty bottle Cap it all off and let nothing escape Before I drink it all and the bitterness eats me alive Here it comes... This sense of reality leaves me dimwitted My sense of humor was all for naught I realized I'm not as funny as I thought. Poking holes in my glass ceiling You throw one last stone, to begin the healing. Here it is... Mistaken moments Like floaters in my eyes It all catches on fire, this paper virtue crafted with lies Cardboard cutouts warping from the scorching heat Here I am... Transparent aggression, Flimsy and amusing Plastic right down to the core A crocodile getting his head bitten off at his own watering hole Now laughing at me through the glass door. Guilt and shame become mounting debts So now it's that time to run and hide Borrow from tomorrow To forget the end of day regrets I will no longer complain I will ignore the pain mounting I will turn and burry my face in my hands Go ahead and run and hide I'll never stop counting I will no longer try to find a way out of this hole I promise I will never be so bold Quite and dumb I'll just lay under the fold. Where the rain no longer makes a sound And the snow melts before it hits the ground You left before I ruined you You dodged a bullet from this emotional killing spree You can watch as the shell of me cracks I rather you pity me than despise me. So stay and watch me fall from the tree no longer this clinging fruit exist under the field of wilted weeds Silent and Unseen I lay waiting in this dying root. I just wish someone could of seen The beauty that once laid within me...
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Still walking this murky road Holding hands in pretence I see the anguish While your left pointing at a mirage Persevere to this broken bridge Thinking about a future that makes no sense All the little things Have all been growing All this ugly Decor And the home you really want I'm not welcome anymore The frustration overflows It cracks your back It all becomes one straw to many As you sneak off to vent As i find a line between want and content Slowly Becoming the third wheel In this crippled love affair And the air we share is not enough for us to breathe So the your lust for another will incessantly seethe I am the boat that breached You snicker and watch me drown I am the boat that is breached It's all rising as I plug every hole But it just sinks back down Maybe if I drink enough I'll float rather than drown So it doesn't matter Straight out of the womb I've been in love with my wound So it doesn't matter I lay back Like a creation started, but undone Sitting in the back of the bus Nestling into my favourite songs Learning to embrace my lull So many feelings Protected by these secrets Some day you'll regret what you did to me But for now have your fun...
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Jan 11, 2019
Jan 11, 2019 at 8:23 AM UTC
A recipe for loneliness
Another day introduces this clown Clandestine knock knock joke Everyone loves my self deprecation knock down Can not hide from all the jokes on the cell wall The laughter never dies down I will have no curtain call Get up and smile Walk away and laugh This mockery... All on your behalf.
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Dec 27, 2018
Dec 27, 2018 at 10:43 AM UTC
Clown is as clown does
I think the moon has been enslaved As you pull the bright light. Turn and gaze through me and let me shine so bright. You ware the moons halo Your head, the perfect eclipse Cheap wine swimming through us As we taste it on each others lips. A conversation so positive we build each other up with unreachable pedestals. The welcomed night breeze tickles my face with your whisking hair. Mixes summer with your perfume this absolute moment Is here for us to consume. Shall we break dawn for the jealous sun. It's almost here... Let every single breath take effect This is one of those moments, isn't it? A fragment of time where the world seems so perfect. The breathless journey to your smile Every footstep seems like a mile The growing warmth that simmers inside me The longing is just not enough As your arms slide around me. All for the scent of your kiss This split second bliss... to forever reminisce. Senses come alive as our fingers glide Taste and smell become one As our senses collided Loving the warm feeling in my heart As the cool touch of your thigh wraps around my leg. A taste of morning ocean mist Yellow begins to spread across the horizon Ocean peaks begin shining Your body becomes golden My eye squint Yours... Reflecting Gods creation....
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Dec 21, 2018
Dec 21, 2018 at 7:44 AM UTC
I caught a Smile
See my world Caught in the blades See my looks Watch as it fades Take notice of my wisdom When silence is my decree Over there with a stupid smile Is where my voice use to be See my strength Being smeared beneath my clay feet Struggling with limitations asphyxiating in defeat You invoke that in me Every commitment, all done in vain You invoke that in me Holding myself at arms length with this look of disdain And yet another cold wind blows Whisks away every contention Right down to the last grain. What will remain As I grin and bear Struggle to look young while the mirror echoes my senescent face And the relinquishment of my dreams seems clearer What might of been, what could of been... It all gets lost in the mirror, behind the mirror
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Dec 20, 2018
Dec 20, 2018 at 1:12 PM UTC
The mirror behind the mirror