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Mar 27 · 75
That’s not our deal
Arsène Mar 27
There’s a voice I always trust
It’s friendly helping hand tells me leave, I must
‘Cause I can’t stay forever
By my window

But your eyes linger on me
I can’t tell what’s happening
It took me by such a surprise you know
It’s been building since we
First met at the library

Entrust me
To take, to take, to take
On players of the new rules
I can’t seem to break the fence
Overacted in all my plans
I won’t think to change the pace
Runnin’ on the same mistakes

I wish you would tell me
how you really feel
But you’ll never tell me
‘Cause that’s not our deal

I want to roll you up and smoke you down
Won’t you light it for me
We could question time and start to climb
To the roof this morning

I’m staring at the sky but I can’t tell which way my thoughts are traveling
Sometimes I’m the one to know what it means to care about the things you want to do

It’s your decision, but still you make it mine
I know it’s hard to swallow
I don’t know if I’ll be here tomorrow

Why can’t we feel the same
I know I’ll never try again
It’s not that it couldn’t change
Is it worth it to pretend?

Laying in my mind all night
Making me feel okay

It’s getting hard for me to reframe all those shifting memories
Like a music box the never stops playing

Another weekend out of my life
And I can’t shake off my worries
Another weekend I can’t rewind
Another day not working for me
Oh, to log me in and out of my life

I think about it every now and then
I think I think about it too much now
I didn’t know what I was on about
I think I finally got it figured out

Root for the lover in every scene
What a mess, what a lovely mess
No it’s nothing to be sad about it
It’s just something I’ve been thinking about

But we always seem to come back
And I’m floating with you
Every time you come around
And the lights are bright here

Oh, save your life
‘Because you’ve only got one
The dream has gone
And I’m not happy
And I’m not sad

The night is like a fading radio
The lake has frozen over long ago
Now that you’re not my baby  
Now that you’re not my baby
Always place care in your wishes.
Jor Tapez Vol. 001
Oct 2021 · 469
Her wild Flowering
Arsène Oct 2021
Her wild flowering
A visceral encountering
Of delight empowering
A mystical memorizing endowing.

To meander life’s mess
Love thyself
Through mental cluster
And cleansing filibuster.

One’s learnt to let go
Couldn’t her though
A memory & lasting glow
I’ll cherish so.

Keep a treasured encounter.
Keep a treasure encounter
Sep 2018 · 624
Race in America
Arsène Sep 2018
African American plight
Incessant fright
Dark days into night

Equality, a concept
unbeknownst to we
Or is it me
Not born locally
And speaking colloquially

Now disillusioned
For a society alienated
Is a society decapitated
And the people dilapidated  
When you turn a blind eye
And hope not to hear their cry

Malignant systems
Elected officials to fix them
When all they do is fix them
To individual greed
And the corporate elite

Disenfranchised youth
Incarcerated they lose
Communities gentrified
And families undignified
A Marginalized people
Seen as second class
But a man of colour is no different from another.
America is a county founded in racism, and it remains the root of social division today
Sep 2018 · 550
Intimate Gloring
Arsène Sep 2018
Without you
These moments of mine
Are an abyss of time
Where the memories rewind
And my dreams intertwine

Without me
I sense less glee
But I'll be with you, vicariously
And you me
Undoubtedly

Without trust
There is no foundation
Upon which to build us
As I watched her groove
Her transient spell she'd ooze
Whilst I'd lose
Myself in how she'd move

Blame her beauty foreign
Intimate gloring
Reach in the dark she'll say
The sun is gonna shine
Every minute was a war he'd say
I want to get what's mine
le poème pour elle
Aug 2018 · 955
Drowned In
Arsène Aug 2018
Drowned in pills
Her morbid gaze and soulless eyes would send me chills
A relationship empty but a foundation of thrills

Her beauty piercing as to be posey
I just delighted she chose me
Her slightest whim I’d mosey
Or she'd batter, bruise, and expose me

Why me I wondered at times
As her white powders sniffed in reverent lines
Too petrified to ask
Her actions ignominiously grasped

So I left
My feelings undealt
as I wept
With all of my friends gleaming
But I didn't know what to believe in
Value your self!
Aug 2018 · 823
Alone
Arsène Aug 2018
Had my chance flown
To be shown
my very own
love, so alone
I’d grown
and moan
and moan
I’d groan
just to loan
This lone
Self  ?
Fun write
Arsène Aug 2018
At night I sleep alone
Mending heartache like stitches sewn

To no avail
As dreams of you prevail
My heart just couldn’t curtail
The ember  of your embrace
An ember that’s now displaced
Or one in which I’d misplaced

Will it ever be the same
As November came
And I was left in pain
Craving you again

Will I ever be the same
As December sang
And January rang
With A heart scarred
and left shard

Will we ever be the same
As February drained
And March rained  
For its we i wish to be

There is no we
she responded to me
A pierced heart has no cure
Aug 2018 · 989
Silent Rain
Arsène Aug 2018
Silent Rain
As time gets drained
An uncalming wait
I wished to negate
Will her flame begin to wane?
As the the memories remain

A woman unparalleled
Led an action unheralded
At a time precious yet precarious  
I couldn't take enough of you,
In that cherished time when you were mine

Now I can't relate
As good things come to those who wait
What a terrible saying
For my heart kept saying
Take me to the golden state.
le poème pour elle
Dec 2017 · 4.3k
Life Coalesced
Arsène Dec 2017
Life Coalesced
Envision the rest
Depressed or distressed
Worried less, I invest
May regress or finesse
Life's congruent mess

Mold your self, immaculate
Clear hate and evoke fate
Inspire, create and congratulate

Persevere when near,
Whilst you conquer fear
Happiness untamed
Dreams unattained
Mature and grow wise
In front of your eyes
passion for diction
Jul 2014 · 2.1k
No knees
Arsène Jul 2014
Summer air
Slight breeze
I feel her angst
Amongst my knees

As I free  
Within my trees
So enveloped I become
with ease

But still remains
a simple disbelief
She had gone back
to Lebanese
she is symbolic

— The End —