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For her
he was always the man
on the other side of the table.

He was fond of it that way
so he could see her face
read the shades and lights
crack jokes through the grim times
when on the table was little
brimmed plenty in their hearts
and her tears when flowed
were not of unfulfilled needs
but a happiness she couldn’t grasp.

She doesn’t know
what she misses is love
or a mere habit.

She only knows
food doesn’t taste the same
without the man
on the other side of the table.
 Feb 2016 Aroody
Earl Jane


The devils situate me in the dungeon,
In this pitch-dark  place,
Chains locked to my hands and feet,
I clamor at the top of my lungs,
But only my voice echoed,
And penetrated deep, deep within my soul,
A voice with dejection,
Tears gushed out from my eyes,
All swollen for hours and hours of crying,
My hopes almost diminish,
My prayers weaken,
This little faith lifted my chin up,
But my body is so worn out i can't hold it any longer,
Oh God please help me,
Please save me from here,
Then suddenly,
I passed out,
After awhile i feel two hands holding my face,
I opened my eyes,
But the light is too bright,
I can't see anything,
I close my eyes and listened to the wonderful voice talking marvelously to me,
It's a man's voice!
I open my eyes again and i see a man,
With all white clothes,
And a huge wings behind his back,
I was dumbfounded,
An angel!
Exhiliration enfold me,
And I started weeping silently,
My God answered me! He answered me!
He is my angel,
I slapped my face with my two hands,
I might be dreaming,
But no i am not,
This is totally true!
He stand me up,
I stand up with no troubles,
I was astounded,
No more chains, no more chains !!
I am free, i am free!
In my happiness i hugged him.


One second i was hugging an angel,
Another second I am hugging a man.


Oh, Wow!
That man is him,
The man who did all for me,
The man who saved me from my darkest place,
He took me out of that ghastly place,
And now I am in paradise with him,
He makes me happy all the time,
All the time,
He is always there for me,
Whether I am happy, sad or depress,
He is always there,
He inspires me,
He is my angel,
He help me overcome my demons,
He is my light here on earth,
His radiance shines brightly on me,
And I am beyond happy,
He comforts me,
He is my refuge,
I always have this hope to wake up each day 'cause I know, I know i am gonna see him,
He is my happiness,
My best friend,
The one I can always lean on to,
The one I can always trust,
His smiles are my daily dosage,
His laughs, his jokes are my daily medication.
His love is my supplication,
He is my all, my all,
I learn to extend my patience,
I learn how to be selfless,
He showed me a geniune love,
A love so  recherché,
He guides me to the right tract,
And hold my hand so tight and walk with me,
He protects me from bad,
He is my other half,
My preordained one,
My strong king,
What's the best thing in him is,
He pulls me closer to God,
I can't thank him enough for all he do,
He is so amazing to me,
How can i even deserve this?
God had been so good to me,
I am way so blessed,
I am so blessed,
I am gonna show him my love daily,
I am gonna be by his side always,
I am here waiting for him alone,
I am here to love him always,
I won't leave thee,
For you are preordained for me,
My love, my soulmate,
Ohhh goodness Lord,
I praise you oh Lord for all you do,
I thank you for all you have done for me,
I am so blessed Lord,
I am so blessed!






with love <3


© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
For Brandon <3 <3

i love you so much my king!!! Happy hsppy 6 months!!! You are an amazining person!! I seriously wanna thank u for all you do,, for loving me, fpr being there for me, for your love & care thanm you for everything my king!!! Thank you a lot!! I love you most
 Feb 2016 Aroody
SøułSurvivør
there's a place between my ears
I haven't been to it in years
it's a place where the
serpents slithered
it's the place where
the roses withered
it's a place where
the demons shout
it's every candle
e'r snuffed out
it's crooked
fangs and
poison green
it's every
hardship
broken
dream
it's a
place
you
only
lose
it is
A
L
C
O
H
O
L

&

B
O
O
Z
E
I almost died there.
PLEASE
If you're on the
slippery *****

GET HELP
"Salvation Story by SoulSurvivor"
put that just as written here
in the site search engine
then click on "poems"
It'll come up

SoulSurvivor
(C) 2/9/2016
 Feb 2016 Aroody
ryn
Derelict
 Feb 2016 Aroody
ryn
I am but willing prey to the wiles of the full grown moon.
She guards the night sky...
While I patrol these grounds...
Grieving over the seconds that have gone too soon.

I am a vessel... all emptied and barren.
what once was full,
now echoes faint
the glories of yesteryears.
Afloat still, adrift upon the currents... aimless and sullen.

I am a ghost... haunting no one but my own.
Immortalised...
Anchored...
to a body of mist and haze...
Occupying this space where worthy wind had once blown...

I am a beggar offering nothing but my open palms.
Hope etched tight
into my knackered knuckles
and calloused digits.
Please... take them in yours...
soothe them...
grant me your touch, your coveted balm.
 Feb 2016 Aroody
ryn
Give me a minute
To read the stars
Lamenting in their stories
Their laboured twinkling far and sparse

Give me this moment
To stumble and swoon
My branches reaching for
The faraway moon

Give me a while
To be one with the universe
Hear the colliding planets
As they spill their mournful verse

Give me some time
To plot my rightful place
Within my uncharted galaxy
And collapsing space...
 Feb 2016 Aroody
ryn
A Poet's Heart
 Feb 2016 Aroody
ryn
.
A poet's heart isn't like any other...
It's the tears that trickle with radiance through words.
     It's a treasure trove that hides but longs to
     be found.
          It's a book shelved high that wants to
          be read.
               It's the freest of all birds caged but
               unbound...

A poet's heart isn't like any other...
It doesn't beat to the capable strokes of the artist.
     It doesn't pump in the most vibrant of
     colours.
          It doesn't wield a paintbrush to
          translate its thoughts.
               But it can see through the eyes of
               painters...

A poet's heart isn't like any other...
It doesn't conform to the conventional parameters of lyrics.
     It doesn't bind itself to the requirements
     of musical harmony.
          It doesn't follow the conventions of
          genres.
               But it sings its voice loud without
               restrictions of melody...

A poet's heart isn't like any other...
It's an open secret, that whispers in metaphoric codes.
     It's an exploding universe, that merges
     back into galaxies.
          It's a sought after painting, that boasts
          of unfathomable beauty.
               It's an everlasting song, that echoes
               within the poet that embodies...
.
Dedicated to all of you...

If you're reading this...
This is for you...
.
 Feb 2016 Aroody
Dani Jo
Oh no, what's that?!
It comes and goes and then comes right back.
The tension it builds as I stand guard aiming my shields.
But wait they're gone!
Oh ****, something's wrong!
I'm searching as it continues lurking.
I'm open, I'm game,
When did it all change?!
Oh yea, that's right it came with new life.
It's now how I live.
I guess I'm just scared.
It's new, it's real....
I guess I'll just FEEL!
I was going through some new things the other night which is something I masked over by using....it's the main reason why I did use so I didn't have to do this. Today I celebrate 116 days drug and alcohol free! Been using for 15 years and never thought this could ever be possible, but I'm doing it one day at a time!
 Feb 2016 Aroody
Dani Jo
Alone Again
 Feb 2016 Aroody
Dani Jo
As I lay here all alone again,
I ask God why couldn't he take me instead?
Why must I endure such pain?
Was it because of something I did or something I said?
Why do I have to be the one all alone inside my head?
I look both ways and still I'm all alone in my bed.
As night comes all I feel is dread.
Not wanting to move ahead.
I lay here,
I plead,
I beg.
Nothing ever happens, just the lonely tears I shed.
All the memories I wish I'd forget.
All the spurious love I've grown to regret.
How could I have been so mislead?
All alone I cry.
All alone again.
The beginning.
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