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Chaotic unveiling
A tangle of desperate heat
And numbing chills

The labored breaths of
Passionate caution

Sweet adventure with a
Grippingly commonplace
Pattern

Noticing each smooth
Imperfection in the
Harsh fluorescent darkness

Secretly conscious of your
Awkward grace in the
Fluid transition of
Angles and sides

The indignation of
Chaste, stolen
Caresses
And-

Too quick

It’s over, fading into
Uncomfortable aftermath

Subtracting yourself
Adding your modesty
Dividing your dignity

And leaving.
From the very beginning you’ve had thunder in your mind
and lightning in your heart-you struck with no warning,
Beautiful and awesome and all-consuming.
You stirred up pain like a hurricane,
Short circuiting logic and reason with beauty and fire.

Forest fires often raced through your veins-
Although one could argue for arson,
Boys starting gasoline- soaked infernos that burned bright and died,
Leaving blackened roots behind.

You took the whole world in stride,
Stepping like landslides the earth moved beneath you;
You left victims in your wake,
Shaken and changed by the shape of your feet.

You felt changes like earthquakes.
Buildings shattered with your realizations,
The glass fragmenting into opinions ideas connections that left you shaken.

Your anger erupted like volcanoes-
Emotions bubbling under the surface until they blew sky high,
Magma, hot and molten that spat up and consumed everything in its path.

Depression hit you like a tsunami.
A monumental wave that roared up
And crashed
over everything and everyone that ever loved you.

Then there was drought,
All the distractions died out and your cracks beginning to show,
Widening as you lose yourself in the ebb and flow of compassion.

And your future is as uncertain as a tornado.
It’s up in the air and we don’t know where it’s going to touch down;
Which house it’s going to rip apart next.
 Apr 2013 RyanMJenkins
Nik Bland
My heart fell with the snow, my dear, my heart fell with the cold
And dreams flew by as geese did fly, southward did go my soul
No man made fire or earthly pyre could hope to warm inside
With shivering skin, the love within, in desperation did hide
And so I knocked upon the block of ice holding my heart
Begging to snow-filled sky that my passion would never part
And my heart then did crack and bend as escaped a reply
Seasons will pass, sand to hourglass as snow is to the sky
 Apr 2013 RyanMJenkins
Nik Bland
Change me
Strangely
I long to be whatever I am
Instead of what I pretend

Hear me
Clearly
I'm pealing lies collected in the years
And therefore shedding fear

Rarity
Clarity
Finds me in and brings me out shining
Take my hand and come with me
My Canvas Still Blank,
As I Ponder My Pallette,
My Words Still Bleak,
As I Fish For Meaning,
My Sound Still Sharp,
As I Struggle To Sing,
My Mind Still Exhausted,
As I Awake For Another Rushed Day,
My Heart Still Silent,
Because You Are Still Gone
I Am Perfectly Happy With Life:) I Just Get A Little Bummed Because I Barely Have Time To Write/Read Poetry:/
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