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 Jan 2015 Roc Rose
Isha Kumar
Eyes
 Jan 2015 Roc Rose
Isha Kumar
The eyes lost
light
as the sun began
to dim.
They became less
bright
because of God's
whim.
 Jan 2015 Roc Rose
torrey
Homesick
 Jan 2015 Roc Rose
torrey
I crave a home that doesn't exist
A place I've never seen, how could it be missed?
Maybe covered in sunflowers and caught amidst
Please drag me there, drag me by my wrist


I wonder what it's like to feel at home
To feel wanted and never alone
Maybe it's warm and by the ocean
Maybe it's dark and golden


It could smell of peonies or red roses
It could taste of sugar and your broken proposes
Just a home full of moments
A home for a poet


But this home is impossible to obtain
For everything is done in vain
Just need somewhere to rid me of this pain
I'm sorry this is so hard to explain
 Jan 2015 Roc Rose
torrey
You were an escape artist
And I your favorite trick
You'd spin me
around and around and around
Then leave me with no gift

But still I can't let you go
You've hurt me more
than anyone I know
Love is so addicting
You I shouldn't be missing

For your final trick
You'd make me disappear
You called her up
"I missed you, my dear"
She's your new pick



*now I'll be quick
My wasted memory
is messing with me.
A memory where
I was left
hanging threaded
through a needle
I found in a haystack.

My past showed up and
she sent my thoughts into
a vortex of uneasiness.

I tried to reconcile
with that memory,
but it wasn’t as
rectifying as I had hoped.

Chaos surrounds the calm realm
I store the memory—waiting for
its chance to erupt and
resurrect what I wished would stay
dead.

It’s a wasted memory
for a reason—
I want it to stay that way.

She comes off as rude
and makes it obvious—
the only time she ever
makes her intentions known.

She took advantage of
my vulnerability
and left me sunk
as lost treasure.

I need to learn
to see some things
for what they are sometimes,
and that sometimes
a memory is just a memory.

I’m wasted, it’s wasted;
give me a double shot
of Jack Daniels
and let’s keep things that way.
 Jan 2015 Roc Rose
tiaamaariaa
Thank you for saving me at a bad time
Thank you for making me feel like the most important person in the world
Thank you so much for sticking by my side as long as you did
I'm sorry I pushed you away
I'm sorry things ended the way they did
I'm so sorry I am the way I am
But thanks again for helping for that little while, I just wish you were still here helping..
-te
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