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Austin B Jan 2017
Here again,
At the gates of my demise.
Back too soon.
Drowning ever so slowly.
Wanting to turn back,
To start over again.
Irreversible inclinations.
Constant fury.
Breathe,
Tomorrow is a new day.
Austin B Sep 2014
Do not try and ephixiate your mind on random cohesions.
Breathe.

Everthing is an abormal abnormality,
The thought of existance, such a chaotic verse of simplicity.

Exhale.

Open the gates of inguinity and forget what lies beneath you,
You are far better than your demons. The demons that seek to end all presence of creativity.

Let there be nothing but a powerful pound of the heart.

I am alive. I am the darkness inside the light.
8
Austin B Oct 2018
8
So here we are on year number eight,
It feels like yesterday, when we started to date.
Through high-school, university and more,
I can't wait to see what the future has in store.
You are my rock that keeps me stable,
And the sunshine that keeps me bright,
Here is to eight more years,
Of nothing but pure delight.
Austin B Dec 2013
You.
You persuade my lungs to breathe for a purpose.
An instantaneous drop of perpetuation.
The thought of my eyes opening
and your smile not there to pluck hearts from my mind
puts a black cloud of deterrence over my soul.

I am yours.
You may think you know how I feel.
You may think that my love has a limit.

I am afraid.
I am afraid you are wrong.
With every

kiss.

With every

hug.

It makes living that much harder.
To hope.
To hope our script has been written together.
To hope.
That I'll be there,
Waiting for you on the other side of the darkness.

I rather not look upon another persons eyes ever again,
and tell them the simple three words,
that have driven me to a chaotic perfection
because I would not be able to.

not be able to love.

Someone.
As much as I love,

You.

But there is one last whisper.
For if our script does not have us in the final act,
it will still have been.
And that is worth more than a thousand heavens.

For when my lips laid upon yours for the first time,
it was a beautiful poison that has been forever placed into my heart.
Austin B Nov 2015
Illustrious.
Enchanting.
Floral.
Angelic.
Bashful.
Awestruck.

Touch.
Spark.
Quiver.
Taste.

Lush.
Succulent.
Infinite.
Hope.
Be
Austin B Mar 2018
Be
Lets try to implode.
What sort of thing spikes your imagination?
Is it love?
Is it music?
Lovely music perhaps?
Drip the words from your lips,
Let them soak in the world around you.
You are here to hear the voices,
The voices in your head that are telling you,
Telling you its going to be okay.
Simplicity is beauty,
Beauty is all around you.
There isn't a day where you aren't in control,
Control of your conscience,
Your beautiful conscience.
Stare into the thousands,
They feel your every breathe.
Give them life,
Give them an opportunity,
An opportunity to react,
In ways they never thought possible.
A reaction of ingenious pleasure,
Dethroning the darkness,
Making a new,
A new imagination.
Pour out your foreverness
and let them have a lasting impression.
Be.
BFF
Austin B May 2015
BFF
Spending the day with your best friend and then kissing her on the lips is one of the best feelings in the world.

Only then you realize how lucky you really are.
Austin B Jun 2014
You looked at me with those heavy limpid eyes, tears dissipating into a million endless nights.

The echoing silence piercing through the curious walls, wanting to hear her voice one more time.
Austin B Nov 2015
Black umbrellas,
Bodies standing.
Black umbrellas,
Hearts expanding.
Black umbrellas,
Minds demanding.
Black umbrellas,
Lord commanding.
Black umbrellas,
No understanding.
Black umbrellas,
Bodies standing.
Austin B Apr 2018
Knowing you
Is a privilege.
Loving you
Is a blessing.
Austin B Aug 2013
Poetry is like snow,
Which can be calm and peaceful,

slowly

falling

from

the

sky.

White purity, imagination is endless.
Create a world of angels and men.
Words rhyming, words changing, the paper is cold as ice.
White darkness, so cold it burns.

Quick!




Avalanche!
           An unseen turn of events!
                              Chaotic winds, and piercing hail.

                                                                               Rushing!

                          Down!

                                                                Fast!
No!
Stopping!








Poetry.
Austin B Jun 2015
He picked up the pen,
She arrived no later than 10.
His mind anxious and stray,
Her's was now day-to-day.
She was a traveler
He was a poet,
Some might say they did not even know it.
Although not many places were seen
And only a few poems were ever so keen,
They both found each other in a far off universe,
Deep in each others eyes, days just to converse.
Instantaneous extraordinary and ever lasting,
Just a few specks of what yearns in the stars, blasting.
This is not your typical tale,
This is the story of the boy and girl who would never ever fail.
Austin B Apr 2017
Here I exist, cowering underneath this monstrosity.
Each breath a constant reminder I am still alive.
Wiping the liquid nerves from my quivering hands.
Wanting to slip away between the deafening cracks.
Swallowing my last drop of reality, a harsh cold sting.
There is no turning back now.
Austin B Jan 2016
Slumping out of my fickle willow sleep,
Dazed in dream-shaped clouds.
My ears induce a pitch of reality.
I must awake and dawn into the day,
Rather than slumber and succumb in my delusions.
The scent of warm darkness filtering my imagination,
Echoes throughout the house and into my shallow cup.
My lips caress the dark silk,
Transcending through my body
The darkness fills.
Austin B Aug 2013
Dark blue madness, crashing down hard,
Such a site you cannot disregard.
On the beaches, before the sun sets,
No more worry, no more regrets.
The night sky filled with shiny hopes and dreams,
Across the horizon, like bright golden beams.
Wind blowing, fresh bursts of clarity,
What makes this place such a rarity?
It's quite simple and I'll tell you why,
This place is hard, to turn a blind eye.
Mountainous cliffs, towering above,
Beautiful sounds, like a mourning dove.
Frigid water, flowing between my toes,
This place is mine and I'm the only one who knows.
Austin B Aug 2013
Today is the first day I set foot on death beach.

I come cloaked in
Courage, honour and bravery.
A badge of promise red, blue and white,
Pinned to the dark stitching of my heart.

I hope to remember the faces at home

And I hope to forget the faces that lie here.

I feel I need to stand as one for my family and country,
Bound by the strong dark green cloth of armor

Protecting my body,

Hoping God,
Will let me live.

I shall fight.
Fight for today and fight for tomorrow.
Austin B Mar 2015
Oh how my contorted emotions remain captive in this futile, abysmal misery.
I wish I could paint my heart onto this canvas of poetic
longevity.
I want to create words that dance and glow inside your mind at
night.
Thoughts levitating out of my
body.
Engulfed in this chaos.
Austin B Oct 2016
My breathe encapsulated with shards of excruciation, I am not inclined to understand the distorted vengeance that is beneath me, something greater than I lurks with a suffocating aura tormenting everything that is weak enough to where the cloak of demons. Do not entice beings in the underworld, leave them to face their own revelation, when the walls start to crumble on their fickle minds that are soaked in an ill-instrinsic fiction dream world that will never happen, because they will always be the ones poisoned by him.
Austin B Aug 2014
I cannot write.
I cannot focus.
You timid maleficent virus,
Who do you think you are?
Austin B Nov 2014
You continue to exemplify everything beautiful in this world
The heavens above exalting a thousand trumpets
Symphonies hailing from the mountains,
Her intoxicating smile glistening, biting my lip in allusion.

Your eyes unimaginably delicate,
Thinking of you, a piano chorus dwindling on repeat.
Your bashful beauty,
Alway makes rainy days come to a hault.
So much wrong in this world,
Pressure, decisions and guilt,
And I am just here admiring you.


Everytime I look at you,
My lump heart skips a beat.
Clenching my sweaty hands,
I have seen you a million times before
But you mesmerize my love struck mind.
Every inch of you, impeccable and unchangeable.
Austin B Aug 2013
It was nothing short of a blissful
purging explosion, tiny coloured
emotions bursting into the air after
every smile. The sparks igniting into a
flame of curiosity, slowly destroying
the dark shadows of the past. To
inhale the intoxicating dreams that
came with the cold night sky, it was
forever cemented in my mind.
Go
Austin B Sep 2016
Go
terribly impatient,
waiting to conquer the world,
always wanting something better,
stopping to admire,
the world burning in flames,
which path do I follow,
who will I be today,
getting lost in the night sky,
remembering I have you,
throughout this point of havoc,
this next step of life,
before you make the leap,
the leap to the other side,
the side of reality,
that you have yet to achieve,
designed to survive,
eyes open,
day dreaming,

Go.
Austin B Aug 2013
My heavy weighted eye lids crack open,
my mind retreats from a far away place.
Dazing at the white canvas above me,
I lie motionless.
The day I first saw her,

I blink.

Our first kiss,

Two blinks.


The day she said I Love You,

Three.

Her eyes filled with torment, a scorching flame trickles down her cheek.

I am no longer motionless.
I inhale the shrapnel of my poisoned mind.
This makes the world much more beautiful I say, knowing someday you will never see it.
I exhale.

Kiss,

hug,

touch,

feel.

Nothing more than ink blotched on a peice of paper.
Blow it all away I said, for your troubles are far worse than mine. You think you are hurt?
You think you can sleep at night without dancing with the shadows of the past?
I can't, for that is I.

Look at lust directly in its eyes, look at love without any lies.
You are nothing more than a passing wind,
I was everything, why does it feel like I sinned?
But all is lossed in the morning, a shame there wasnt a warning.
The sun shining high,
There is one thing I can do, and that is say goodbye.
Austin B Oct 2015
My keyboard is my piano,
You are the tempo.
Each letter an omnipotent gesture,
You are the rhythm.
My fingers fluttering, words cascading,
Music flowing, space imploding.
Tiny strokes, heart pulsating,
Quickly now, dont fall behind,
My wandering mind, simplified,
Superstitious and inconspicuous,
Tantalizing new beginnings,
Each endeavour so endearing.
Nothing more than tiny strokes.
I play for you.
Every rendition,
Every distinctive differentiation of anything beautiful
is for you.
The fincal act, don't stray too far.
Tomorrow is a new beginning,
and you are my star.
Austin B Sep 2013
My heart is not an ordinary heart,
my heart does not sit still, counting time away.
It beats for her.
My heart is not an ordinary heart.
Pumping back the lost blood,
deep inside I always knew I would do anything for her.
My heart is not an ordinary heart.

My mind,
cloaked in a red blanket of lustrous love.
One, two.
It beats for her.
My heart is not and ordinary heart.
Austin B Feb 2015
My mind depletes every single day.
A constant weight of inferno tied to my hands.
Sinking to the bottom of my core, forever drowning.
Take one deep breathe.

It will be okay.

You unruly physical beings that choose to entrench me.
That choose to suffocate me and everyone around me.
It wretchedly disgusts me that you have to see this.
To see this on a daily basis.
I'm sorry.
I'll learn from this.

But most of all I'll remember.
I'll always remember...

...and that should haunt you.
Austin B Jan 2016
Floating on emptiness,
a weightless canvas.
A white beach of ice,
melting at your fingertips.
Exhaling bitter sweetness,
floating on emptiness.
Austin B Dec 2014
If someone told me,
Back before we fell in love,
If someone told me,
Before our first kiss,
If someone told me,
Before I made you mine

That we were going to be together forever,
I would smile,

And not hesitate one bit.
Austin B May 2014
I wonder what you would write,
If you had the inclination to dissipate such woes.
What would be on your paper?
What if my persisting persistence and boastful amount of
hyperbolic word arrangements could be yours?
I would love to read your writes and write your wrongs,
Hopefully your wrongs are just writes
And not a totality of havoc carefully spaced between blue lines,
Whilst chaotic linguistics tend to rise from a certain muse
I guess what I'm saying is,
That I am curious to visually participate in a what seems to be
Something near impossible.
Unless you are me and I am you.
Then my job is complete and I can happily say,
Its not half bad.
Austin B Oct 2015
Lurking in the shadows
Black hate slythers behind me.
It eats away at memories dipped in poison.
Created from the depths of regret,
Thriving off old rotted expressions of what once was.
This is my darkness,

My darkness that has been defeated.
Her angelic expression of everything beautiful,
Ignites the past into nothing more than ash.
A subtle kiss evolves this wasteland into an abundant paradise.
You are my constant remedy and waterfall of hope.

Our flame burns.
It burns while it rains chaos,
It burns in the greatest depths of the sea,
Let this be a reminder etched in eternity.
Austin B May 2016
Some people say I"ll love you until the day I die,
I say I'll love you long after I reach the sky.
I'll love you even after the whole world crumbles,
When dark is the day and the still night trembles.
I'll love you even when there is no hope,
You are my strongest will to cope.
When the world's oceans begin to capsize,
When the birds are not singing their soft lullabies.
And when there is no space, no time, just nothing
I'll still love you, and you know I'm not bluffing.
Austin B May 2014
You are so beautiful.

I tell her every single day.
That cute smile on your face and
your wrinkled nose when you say,

thank you.
your red plush, warm cheeks.

I look into those big bright
temptatious eyes, seemingly coated
with innocence

my mind sinking away
slowly drifting

happiness
knowing I found you
that's more than enough,
knowing that you love me
that's everything.

You are so beautiful.
Austin B Aug 2013
Oh I have been waiting, years to have you,
My march has died, my life has now begun.
Your great beauty is what made me pursue.
I shall not cease till you are my loved one.
Though I can not think, though i can not speak,
I lie awake, dazed by your bright allure.
There are many things that make you unique,
You are like an angel, so strong and pure.
The fairness of your eyes, brings wars to peace.
Your hands reach out to everyone in need.
Your hair rich as silver and golden fleece.
I just hope, you will not make my heart bleed.
I have you now and don't want you to leave
Just one thing I ask, and that is believe.
Sonnet
Austin B Sep 2015
I wish I could give you the moon and all the stars, every day.
I wish I could dance with you in the rain every morning.
I wish I could give you the universe and everything inside it.
I wish I could give you more than anyone has ever given you.
I wish I could make your dreams more than just dreams.
There is nothing in this world that you don't deserve.
Austin B Jan 2016
I wouldn't be able to do what you do.
To move mountains ever morning,
Just to satisfy the smallest blade of grass.
To travel from place to place,
Healing hearts and minds of many.
I wouldn't be able to do what you do,
All whilst bearing troubling echoes.
You embrace the opportunities that arise,
And inspire others do be as graceful as you.
You are the strongest person I know.

God never gives you anything,
That you can not handle.
Austin B Mar 2022
Grasping onto heavy eyes
Crawling out from under
A pale morning blue skies
Tis but your deep, perpetual slumber
Deafening shutters of reality
Echoes of memories past
Dissecting life's totality
Black emptiness at last
Sip on the warmth of hope
Do not endure without
The never ending *****
You'll be fine
I have no doubt.
Austin B Aug 2013
A contorsion of anxiety slithers down my throat,
as I struggle to swallow the acidic memories.
A luscious kiss of endlessness
waiting in the warm, limpid sun.
Only to be lacerated by defiance.
Austin B Jan 2014
Don't think that it wasn't.
Don't think for a second it wasn't meant to be.
I wouldn't go back.
Through the valley of chaos,
Underneath the torment,
Engulfed in blinding visions.
The music played.
Don't think that it wasn't.
Don't think it wasn't a good thing.
And don't think it was a bad.

The music played.
Austin B Jan 2014
You filthy inadequate loathsome speck of worthless rust.

Sitting there rotting away - your idiotic, incoherent task you call life.

Sipping away respect with each pitiful ounce of liquid waste.

I hold back my aggression.

I hold back my remorse.

I am sad for you,

... Because when you fall, I won't be there,

Be there to witness your progression,

Your progression toward a total downfall.

Get out of your placebo happy world and into the ring of honour.

Listen for my name.

You will hear it.

You will hear it when you hit the canvas and when it echoes throughout your casket.
Austin B Aug 2013
Oh how I shall never forget your name
Your eyes ignite the pure bold taste of lust
A blue open stream bound by fair gold dust
Our love was spry yet it came down aflame
You plunged the sword aware of the true shame
Mine heart aches with blush blood from the low ******
Those bright, cunning, ripe eyes crushing pure trust
Our deep passion just daft like a crude game
No soul should live in such dismal black strain
Why must I feel this woe immersed in Hell
I have no heart so why do I endure
Maybe above I will forget the pain
Your acts caused me to no longer propel
Tis my death by your sly poison allure
Sonnet
Austin B Aug 2013
A white blanket of frost laid down, to soon
Last day we were plucking peaches from trees
It came like a lurking black wolf, full moon
The shade of pale spreads like wild fire, high breeze.
Inside we are cozy with heat, now safe
Watching the flames rise up scaring the night
High winds blow hard, a knock come to, I strafe
Not to go out the doors, white hazeful bite.
Tis the time of the white dragon, up high
Breathing frost down to all people chosen
We cannot wait for this to end, stand bye
Arctic waves of bright blue have been frozen.
A rough season, white heat given away,
Yet in the midst there goes a white Blue Jay.
Austin B Oct 2014
I wake up to a repetition,
The constant strive for approval.
A simple undying rendition,
Ideas in my head, hoping for removal.
A subscription for success sign me up,
One hefty fee of-not enough.
Same old texts, asking what's up?
This is not something that should be that tough.
Austin B Dec 2015
How is it that you continue to steal my heart?
When the sun hasn't even risen,
And the day has yet to become.
Sky
Austin B Aug 2014
Sky
You look at the sky.
You see a vast open mirage cascaded in a warm royal blanket,
with silver clouds that linger above your every thought.

I see something different.
I see a beautiful visual distinction of everyone's plausible possibilities.
The single flap of a budding bird, taking off into life's flight.
The sensational physical reaction of a rain droplet exuberating onto skin.
A natural epiphany.
The unyielding bolts of light hammering from  up above,
turning specks of sand into timeless memories.
I see a never ending scape of clarity.
An omnipotent place of livability that stretches to the heavens,
just a piece of what might be in store.
Austin B Apr 2014
Her head silently dwindles on a cold plush pillow,
looking into the eyes of her perfect bliss.
An afternoon made from happiness,
a simple Sunday and a drop of Heaven.
Lying down, the August serenity making her blush,
The echo of the pleasing bashful breeze,
A slow pluck of eternity on the strings of love.
Grasping one another's hand,
Vowing to never let go.
Her beautiful eyes glossed in his desire,
A last warm and subtle kiss,
the final memory and the first chapter,
of love vanishing into the abyss.


What will you remember?

When the oceans are still.
When there are no wars.
When the sun stops shining.

When its all over. I'll still hear her voice.
Forever is a scary place,
but I wouldn't want to go there with anyone else,

but you.

When life takes a halt,
that is just the beginning.
My Heaven is simple,
I call it Sunday with you.
Ily
Austin B Aug 2013
Walking on a path of eluded dust,
Withered down to a speck of
unwanted trust.

Licking my lips as I try and tolerate the
inconsistent void, eyes burning a
glaze, hoping to not be destroyed.

I miss the state where we used to be,
Just your hand in mine and not a worry in the world
that we could foresee.
Austin B Apr 2015
Some say that it is unfair.
Unfair for the cosmic intoxication that I can feel.
Unfair for the ability to obliterate my surroundings
and sink into her exhilarating aura.
The power to visually experience instrumental weightlessness,
an exuberant eruption of colourful lush masquerading the sky,
the fixative pulse attached to her heart.
Floating above the universe and holding on to all the stars
as I escape in her smile.
Some say that it is unfair.
Austin B Jan 2014
Alright,
Let's see what comes to mind.
Strap in for an unconventional ride to freedom.
A hasty switch of the literaturical **** that sparks an indifference in the world.
Pen to paper, paper to fire.
The exact point between knowing what is going to be written and why,
That my friends, is existence.
Striving for absolute absolution in a world where there is always a technological revolution.
Face to face, changed to an unannounced distinction of a social formality.
An abundance of grievances that can be and will be done. But why?
Austin B Apr 2015
Life is simple.
It is but a journey to find that smile,
that smile that lifts your heart
and rejoices your soul.
Once you find it everything else feels trivial.
Austin B Aug 2020
There's a bird at your window.
Chest cloaked in a lush boastful yellow.
Timid dust brown feathered head,
with flurries of white laced around its neck.
There's a bird at your window.
Singing the echoes of blissful memories,
majestic tones of innocence.
There's a bird at your window.
Eyes filled to the top with intuition,
feathers fluttering with intent,
not a worry in the world.
There's a bird at your window.
Wondering if it knows,
knows what world we live in today,
or if it even cares.
There's a bird at your window.
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