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Dylan Whisman Sep 2015
i woke up screaming...
red eyes watery clear,
sheets damp with chills of fear,
darkness tip toed around my bed,
confusion swept 'n smothered my head,
yet a warm flower bloomed in me chest,
and the caress of her hand cleansed me of thy mess,
lips of velvet kissed me so near,
sweet whisper climbed my face and licked my ear,
"you are so loved, shut your mouth silly head,
"embrace me my love, and come back to bed."
For a beautiful universe, and a beautiful girl who shares it with me.
Have a wonderful evening humans!
Dylan Whisman Sep 2015
head heavy with the weight of an ocean,
thoughts gasp for air over the crests of waves.
once was a stone lodged in my heart
polished by the waters of my mind,
heated by the flames of frustration and
quenched by the sleet of sorrow,
now a diamond embeds from me,
protrudes from my center.
you
neither can i remove you or re-create you,
you ******* gem.

loving and being in love,
such a massive gap i fail leap,
my love is pointless to you dear,
can't you see?
sick in the mind
sick in the heart
why must you want me so?
  Sep 2015 Dylan Whisman
Melissa S
One pulls me down in a sea of tenderness
safe gentle lapping waves of love and comfort
so soothing like a warm summer pond in the south
He is my anchor

The other loves me like a wild forbidden passionate rush
an all consuming type of love, making the world disappear
clinging to a life raft in a turbulent sea
He is my storm

Enticing waters with the luminous waves that can tempt the dead from their bed. My soul longs for both. I cannot drift off to peaceful sleep until the waves of desire find their sweet release. A wondrous storm of love in a turbulent sea or a steadfast anchor that has taken hold on a part of me
Dylan Whisman Sep 2015
a chime ticks in a window
my head grows a pulse
thump thump thump thump
silence.
static violins whisper
buzzing electricity annoying
i fear this is the final night,
ride my dreams into deaths carriage
what is going on up there?
a little man shedding paper and smoking a cigar
in my head.
I need air, I can't swallow.
the truth?
the lie?
yeah there stuck.
just off the top of my head
  Sep 2015 Dylan Whisman
Emma Pickwick
We were beautiful children
And we grew up so brave,
We were touched by death and heartbreaks but we stayed just the same.

We listen to jazz all night and drink red wine,
Find ourselves adventure to pass the time,
We don't talk much about the pain we've felt inside,
No more bumps in the road,
Just enjoying the ride.

Our love is too strong to carry weight of what's gone,
We find peace in the sun,
And the belief of being young.

Love of mine in the world,
We are one in the same,
You can laugh while you're crying and be childish when you lose games,
We are fine, we are okay,
We are in love,
And our children someday will be just like us.
  Sep 2015 Dylan Whisman
Skaidrum
If you cannot sink pens or blades deep into my heart,
then who are you to cut off our tongues?
We transcend the languages of gods,
and parade our words on our
souls.

We are the poets who write our prayers
and send letters to the moon
because in darkness
no one is looking.

"Write me something?"

Be careful what you wish for.
.
© Copywrite Skaidrum
  Sep 2015 Dylan Whisman
SG Holter
Sit with me in silence.
Hold my hand with the hand
Of your mind.

I'll be your shadow; you be mine.  
We'll rest in two dimensions.
Watch ourselves in 3D.

Safe in the warmth of
Our common intentions. A womb,
A room for you and me.

Let's communicate like mountains;
Be like solid, silent giants.
Sit with me in silence.


A river dug into purest stone after
Uncountable years reflecting
Sunlight, moonlight, stars and blue

Skies unrejecting. Dark clouds too,
In some divine alliance.

*And deep within it's deepest deep,
Two single, uncut diamonds.
Until we're ground to grains of sand,
Sit with me in silence.
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