I wish so much to be
Indivisible
A tie without ties
A dog without a dive
I feel like a rusted fork
In the beauty that binds
So much red and orange
To something so lacking
I still feel as sharp as ever
But am I?
Jun 21, 2017
Jun 21, 2017 at 12:52 AM UTC
Collapsed in thrash
A post dusk dance
Where fickle whispers
Dare not doth ask
Digress, thumbing some
Of their finest cask
I'll ask myself
Dare not whispers doth ask
"What the **** are you doing?"
Laid with three
Just this week
Father's Cancer
Shan't I speak
Best friend's a child
So dull, so Bleek
Why do I seek to swerve
Where others swerve to seek
"Your life's a proper mess."
A diligent instrument
Succumbed to drink and spit
His nightly dance,
Thumb in cask
No longer feels so intimate
An idiot reflecting idiots
"I thought attractive people,..."
You finally made it
You Wretch
Jun 11, 2017
Jun 11, 2017 at 6:51 PM UTC
I acquit the rest
At my request
Only I, attest,
That my betrothed,
no longer within
My influence; behest
As I scout for a safe, I arrest
The ideas that keep floating
That I detest
Once the best
And never the best
Once best goes
You're part of the rest
There is nothing left
I thought I'd know
That once fire blows
You're as good as snow
Go, go.
You'd rather poke
Me with needles
Than garnish a sew
Jun 5, 2017
Jun 5, 2017 at 2:21 AM UTC
Engraved in the saved slave's heart
Is a mark before marks,
With chains laiden dark
Does weight really matter
When you('ve) never a start
I should feel freedom
Where I see wandered eyes
It's a shame I can see them,
Glares besting ice
The only tools I had I used to build You up
And now that tools I haven't
What tools can I use to build myself
My future, my family, my strength.
It's a blessing to be a free
But I do not get free blessing
Because those that horde it
Savor the chessing
Free?
I am not free.
And you,
You gave me nothing.
May 25, 2017
May 25, 2017 at 10:16 PM UTC
Love.
Love, is an ocean.
Echoes in, forever, motion
Love, is a breath
Too deep, to chest
You asked me what Love was, once,...
& I, knew naught thereof
Well,
Are you a puddle,
or an ocean?
When those that you love
throw rocks,
do they fall
to silt or sand?
Can you,
under storm,
feel the calm,
as it falls deep
Because if you embodied Love
arms out, stretched
shore to shore
& you took the sun,
as you took the storms
Knowing everything
thrown at you,
it'd all fall
to the floor
where darkness
takes hand
to make it all
just, no more
For when you find,
your silt & sand
you'll rest easy,
with the done
& what can
& the second,
you see him,
It'll feel like
you've never felt love before,..
Because you're okay,
knowing pain,
is soon sand
Apr 23, 2017
Apr 23, 2017 at 5:52 AM UTC
"See you soon."
He says
Two set of knuckles
Leading me blind
I bellow it out
alike
a forge,
out temple..
Pftffffffffffffffffffff
Coy,
Sunlight fades
as I begin
to steep
in the shade
Blackness,
like mist,
nearly pixelating
my daze
I'm blind,
I'm falling,
I've died,
Still,
same place
A tickle
of color
splashed trickle
in space
Playing
in front of
my eyes with
no face
This sprite
is electric
This Nymph holds
my gaze
To and fro
this vividity
does go
spinning and
swirling
Oh, what
a show
And then it
creates such
colossals
of glow
The colors
so vibrant,
with some I
don't know
This bright
neon orchestra
might be,..
Symphony.
Diamonds.
With eyes,
so alien,
akin flys,
I see
A figure,
no face,
pirouettes,
my treat
A sapphire balet,
next, a green man
whose stare
seldom left me
but (he) did sit, and
not stand
Entrapment
ensues, as I
couldn't choose
in-between, said,
sat man,
or falling
for blues
Apr 19, 2017
Apr 19, 2017 at 9:07 PM UTC
Give me a chance,
in this dance we dance
Tiptoes round future,
present, the past
Let your hero,
be my name
All secrets,
kept safe..
Because,..
Darling,
you're the only one I've ever loved,..
I can be your knight,
or night,
or day when day's bright,
Be there to know
when you feel alive
need light
or when tails of dresses wander,..
round corners
and you can barely breath,
[no room, all eyes]
I'm yours.
my love,
built
as shores,
And when I
Look at you,..
Oh, when I
Look at you
I see
an Ocean,
Both crashing
and calm
And I'll love it,
Like I love you
Apr 19, 2017
Apr 19, 2017 at 4:28 PM UTC
Passion?
You want to see Passion?
Passion is the lust I feel
watching a dew's refraction
on a petal so vibrant,
and so placed,
that it could not be placidity I feel,
But Excitement.
Passion is when you tell me
to **** you,
and pull your hair
I slow down
because
I Mean It
Passion is that flooding spark,
the moment a match
becomes gas,
when I feel
invincibly
collapsed into
An Epiphany
You don't know passion.
Because if you did
You'd know it's not just a glory
I entice,
but equally
A Gore
Passion is having your heart broken,
and looking to the floor
a devastation
Wailing as you feed
your intestines back
inside of yourself
Craving forgiveness
and receiving
Futility
Passion is hearing a song
that rips you to a moment
so far away
and so irrelevant
you feel breathless,
a coward,
and that one moment
that once kept you lit
becomes something
You Can't Control
Passion,...
Passion is a curse,
a bias,
a crutch
As equal,
a gift
Apr 19, 2017
Apr 19, 2017 at 3:52 PM UTC
Ought once,..
Nine times,
wasting nine lives
in the process of falling
through satin space
to feel a wimb
of womb in you,
you said.
I erred, quite more than thrice,
to vice,
one being my vice round you.
Now, pulled apart,
I lay, plastic gripping sea foam,
rocking in waiting for this vice I have on you
to end so galely.
Alcohol depraved,
sweating nights,
are the only lethal comparison I feel I have
having to,
just,
let,
go,
of you.
I know I can be
a tide,
a quake,
a storm,
a snake,
but that doesn't mean that I don't cherish you. Love you...
(I) Dream of a future,
one where we could nurture
more dreams that would ensue.
I know you're not perfect,
and everytime I ****** up,
you gave me arms I craved,
and gave me the clarity you knew I deserved because you showed me
that we were worth it...
You don't deserve someone's best,
by getting their worst.
Their worst
should be monuments above the worst
of the worse,
and what's worse
is I get that know now..
not then,
and only now
do I wish
now, then,
and then, now.
Apr 18, 2017
Apr 18, 2017 at 7:43 PM UTC
Echoes in ash
Sit here silent as masks
Staring right back
Through my hyperbole past
The fire, did warm me
The whiskey, did sew me
Thread, falls from my collapse
As whispers of mourning
Portraits of you, next
What you've become
One's strokes, so vivid
The other, rotund
Ashes to echos
I wonder if he knows
What, all,
He left behind
A fog of limbs
Eyes in mist
Is there,
After, life
Rocks; crack, stumble
In glass: of tumble
As red leather,
Made company
Ashes, the echoes
Of what was
Once, but
No more
Apr 18, 2017
Apr 18, 2017 at 7:20 PM UTC