I do not always have the most original approach,
It's not like there have not been others here before,
Star Crossed Lovers:- A tale of the African Romeo and Juliet,
The end of each other is what we would be,
What you think is an prayer answered,
Turns out to be this tragic love story;
I need not take time with this thought,
Or go back to the beginning before cupid took that **** shot,
And how we tried effortlessly to outrun his arrow,
Yet directionless you stumbled on my smile,
And mindlessly I fell into your hello,
That for us was the beginning of the end..
Suddenly there was clarity in your mind,
As if before that moment you had had no other thoughts,
Suddenly there was serenity in my heart,
As if before that moment I had felt no other feelings,
Opening ourselves up to each other like a pair virgins for the first time,
Watching this film of love unfold right before our eyes.
We know that here we will always stay,
Forgetting any other home other than this,
Here in each others arms,
Watching the stars burn through the big black sky,
Like two junkies with needles in our arms,
Feeding each other this poisonous drug,
This portion they call love, give me just a little bit more
You hold the torch and I hold the lighter,
If they try to come closer then let's set this castle on fire,
And after that, if there is still no place for us on this earth,
Then let this poison run through our veins,
Let this toxic love lead us to our graves.
Oct 30, 2019
Oct 30, 2019 at 11:00 PM UTC
Is this love?
Trying to pull each other in a wreckage,
Giving up,
Giving in,
Laying there,
Ready to die!
Is this love?
Allowing ourselves to be tossed around in this tornado,
Breaking up,
Making up,
Waking up,
Caught up!
Is this love?
Our hearts linked together by a single thread,
Lying,
Crying,
Fighting,
Not even trying!
Is this love?
Laying in our bed of broken promises and dreams,
Sad,
Hurt,
Crushed,
Lonely!
Oct 28, 2019
Oct 28, 2019 at 4:22 PM UTC
Crack! Crack!
We must have such bad luck,
Luck?
****
It must have been Jack,
Who broke my heart first,
Followed by Hank,
And Frank with the red Merc,
**** luck,
I know I don’t want jack,
From the hank that drives the Merc,
Pieces of my broke heart,
All over this tarmac,
Bad luck,
Dial 911....
Ambulance red, paramedics say I may be dead,
Head not in the right mindset,
Heart beat.....bleeeep! Bleeeeep!
This heart no longer has a beat!
Sep 28, 2019
Sep 28, 2019 at 6:30 PM UTC
Am sorry that’s not what I meant,
It’s just the auto-correct,
This new technology thinks it’s ahead,
Replacing the words that come from my head,
with words like "You are my best yet"
When what I meant to say was "meeting you I regret"
And that last text I sent, telling you how I felt,
That too was auto-correct,
See, there was a time when your words made my heart melt,
And the butterflies that rose from my belly up to my neck,
I sometimes needed to tie them down with a belt,
All this words you say you never meant.
Every time you sent that I love you text,
Now I know it just auto-correct
This new tech is quick to make us forget,
And replaces words like I regret,
With stupid texts like “come hold me”
Leaving us with broken hearts we now hold up like trophies,
The rest of the world may never know just how much I hurt,
Because I found a filter that will auto-correct
This frown on my face and turn it right side up,
And every time I take a picture,
This auto correct will add color and remove the hurt,
Making sure no one will never know what really lives inside,
"this whirl we call home, spinning out of control.”
Aug 21, 2019
Aug 21, 2019 at 6:34 PM UTC
Cracks,
On the once beautiful oval oak framed mirror,
From a hand that once so soft and tender,
Anger,
The fuel that runs this almost empty body,
Burning through my blood veins like a snakes venom,
Pain,
From the bruised hand that had a conflict with the mirror,
But even more from a broken heart that can no longer feel,
Or heal,
Ripped out of my chest, ready to be laid to rest,
Love is life's great test, one I have failed at I must say,
I Lay,
Here in a pool of my own regrets,
Swimming through memories I would rather forget,
Protect,
This delicate flower they call a heart,
Yet your promises and actions do not match,
Trust,
In man I can never, for their words and actions not longer match,
It was never love, for you I was just another summer crush,
Alas,
Here we are at last, with my bleeding hand and broken heart,
And all I can say is
Goodbye,
Aug 16, 2019
Aug 16, 2019 at 8:07 PM UTC
I have written thousands of unfinished lines,
About a love that was meant to be divine,
About this high from this love drug,
That makes the world spin round and round,
I have another set of unfinished lines,
About a broken heart that hurts so bad,
And hates love so much,
And wishes it wasn’t why this world still spins!
I have felt love and I have been love,
I’ve been hurt and I have hurt,
I have healed broken hearts and I feel mine crack,
Each time your dreaming self says her name!
Aug 14, 2019
Aug 14, 2019 at 9:41 PM UTC
Half past mid night,
Been up since before first light,
Can not get over this fright,
Can not take another fight,
This can not be " a we"
Fights, frights and late nights,
Last night,
And again when it was first light,
Loveless life,
Even on beautiful starry nights,
Not even worth the "we" time
We can no longer be intertwined,
Another starry night,
Another frightful fight,
Frights, fights every single night,
Tonight I fight one last fight!
Aug 13, 2019
Aug 13, 2019 at 6:50 PM UTC
I would say to thee that still live;
This world is not my home,
I’m just passing on by,
And if my time is up,
And on ice is where I now rest,
I hope this gift called life I lived to be my very best,
I hope my memory brings summer where death brings winter,
And my smile lights you up when grief brings darkness,
I hope the times we shared become treasures for which you care,
And laughter may be a thing you all now share,
This world is not your home,
One day you too will call this casket home,
All that you own means nothing after they lay you to rest,
And you will only be remembered for how you handled life's test.
In any time zone I no longer exist,
But you do; and,
I hope you are kind to one another,
That you shine your light in this world that is as cold as the ice I now call my bed,
I hope you lift each other up,
And love each other as deeply as Our Heavenly Father commanded,
I hope you live in the moment;
Like the lilies of the field that that labor not & spin not
I hope you live in gratitude;
And be content in every season no matter what
I hope you live in truth, nobility & righteousness
And think only about the goodness of this life
I hope that you share in others troubles;
And remember the He gives you all the strength that you need,
I hope that you do not seek to posses what this earth has to give,
And that you always practice selflessness as our beloved Christ did,
And finally, my loved ones,
Just like I did, I hope you too choose to live a life filled with laughter;
And that joy & happiness you never seize to seek!
My home is now in your hearts,
And there I shall always live!
Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 4:18 PM UTC
I can not be loving you like this,
Forgetting to let my heart beat,
And constantly wondering what you need,
Or feel,
I’m losing me,
Alone fighting for us in this quicksand you told me was called love!
I can not be loving you like this,
Feeling like I am losing a little part of me,
With each skipped beat from a heart that no longer wants to feel,
I can not be loving you like this,
Dreaming dreams I will never live,
And grasping onto pieces of our sinking ship!
Or feeling;
Like I am alone roaming this earth
Living in the memories of our last kiss
I can not be loving you like this,
Wishing you were here kissing my lips,
And living in a castle that we will never build!
Or losing,
Me, while I seek thee,
In your world where you see all but me,
I simply can not go on;
Loving you,
No, not like this!
I can not feel,
When you standing there smiling at me,
I can not be loving you, no not like this!
Jul 21, 2019
Jul 21, 2019 at 3:59 AM UTC
I looked up and there was a Greek god,
Standing behind the glass door,
My heart nearly stopped,
As he walked towards this marble desk,
I tried to speak but there were no words left,
Betrayed by my tongue is how I felt.
He looks just like Poseidon,
Standing there drenched in his own sweat,
I might need to ***** my brain back on,
Because right now we are by the water shore,
Holding hands and counting stars,
Suddenly I see life and its full of color,
My thoughts are scattered,
In me he has stirred a hurricane,
I imagine he has a beautiful name,
One fit for a god looking face,
He has me feeling like I am in a fast paced race
I might need a pacemaker if I keep up with this gaze,
My wondering mind stays on the water shore,
Kissing,dancing and commanding the sea,
In our Hawaiian shirts, flip flops and white shorts,
My big flowy hat and his three pointed trident,
My mind has hidden treasure,
A thousand thoughts of guilty pleasures!
Jun 30, 2019
Jun 30, 2019 at 9:51 AM UTC