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Jowlough Mar 2018
I will wake you up,
From your deepest slumbers;
Fill in the gaps and voids,
The blanks and the emptiness.
The fountain and the cracks
Where the rejuvinating juice pours,
The unusual shape of your lips
When the mail man lures.
I will wake you up,
From the spurts of excitement,
Draw a steady line
Of vague resentment,
Turning the tides
Of the tables bringing the whole,
Bring shivers of joy and laughter
Redefining the needed tools.
I will wake you up
From your middle mind dementia
Turn your knobs on
When the spirits takes over
Lover, you foolish creature.
Sleeping from the reality
When your deal breaker's a misser.
Jowlough Mar 2018
Expectations made me
like a rotten corpse
Waiting patiently
Like a dead tired horse

Assumption was a basket
Full of false hopes
Anger control
Put away the ropes

Take me where
There is equality
In taking love
And giving is in duality

When sensitivity meters
To negative factor presence
I summon the spirits
To give me more patience

Cursing I won't drop any
Harsher words I can say
In my decaying will
That I've put into prey

Is this what you've wanted
Is this tomorrow you've dreamt of
Is this the chained cycle
Running in infinite paradox

Is this what I woke up for
Is this where all should I know
Is this the future
How far will you go.

How do birds sing
How do you even sleep
I am a train losing steam
Falling in a downhill steep

The tipping point has been reached
My spectrum of tolerance in a can,
But it's all good everyday
Because I am the absorbing man.

Is this the world you've wished for
You can discard this unending run
Manipulate my feelings
But I am the absorbing man

I've sacrificed my world
My feelings, my needs in one
It's all thumbs up
Because I am the absorbing man

The passion has been petty
By the way you make me feel
But it's just my feelings
And I am the absorbing man.

I've dropped everything
To avoid complications and fuckery
Indulge yourself
Because I am the absorbing man.

I am starving and thirsty
Feeling needy and still existing
**** my existence
I am the absorbing man.

Dimes and good life
Can I take this to my grave
I don't even deserve a grave
Because I am the absorbing man.
Life is a sponge.
Jowlough Mar 2018
Foxy blues I want to hear
Untamed taste for melodies
Calm and endless
Kicking spirits of parodies

Yesterday, is another day
Overloaded and wayward.
Unsung soul, read this downwards.
Jowlough Mar 2018
Some prefer tattoos
Others puff smoke
Some look forward to outdoors
While sipping diet coke

Some prefers music
Befriended their souls
Others sweat like buckets
Running through the cold

There are people who dance vividly
In the heat of the morning;
Others lurk upon the shelves
While others enjoy travelling.

Some picked their families
Above everything else
Others decultivated their passion
To proceed on the wedding bells

Faked smiles and friends
Others put agenda above self
But some acts like the sun
And others dwell in asteroid belt

Some shoot all night
While some prefer to pass
Some placed their brains ahead
While feelers put their head last

There are some who aged like wine
Others spoiling like milk;
Some hearts are built like a stone
While some hearts are made of silk

There are polar opposites
But they know how to dwell;
And some similar objects
That oughts to repel.
Jowlough Feb 2018
When will you stop
Hiding in the bushes,
Of bannered hourglass
And deal breaker muses,
Of mysterious voyages
And undecoded patterns,
Drenched in your lips
Coated with wine;
Guarded in sublime.
When will you etch
Your lone marches,
Upbeat through spectrum
Of your impulse purchase;
Of the things you dream for
And the extravagant churches,
Of your complaints and pains,
Of your rigid achievements.
It's all mysteries
And twisted verses;
Of all the missed mid weeks
Of all the inside curses;
At the cohesiveness of stories
With all the vague bars
We are at the same range
Fighting different wars.
When will be the endings,
Of should be happy endings;
Of all the struggles and fake friends;
Lurking in your future wedding.
When is the moment,
The blooming of the fields
Your mornings and my night wields
Raising our shields
Improving our builds
With all these crates
We suppose to create
Is it too late
Or is worth the wait
For time's sake
Will you flake?
Jowlough Feb 2018
Inviting Invitation's lurking
But I'm not showing up
It's very enticing
But I reserve my spot

I'm tired of playing normal
In the company you've dwelled,
Everyone is not interesting,
Only you I want, the rest is hell

People's man it is
They say from crowds I blew.
Except on all the events,
When you have your crew.

You are the lone reason
Why my cold body is in presence
I don't care about anyone
You're the only one that has essence

I'm tired of getting along
Just to get a fraction of you
I hope we'll go out
And it's just alone of us two

Don't bring your friends
For they're only be accesories
Hinders and barricades
And additional extra-carries

Let's set the pace
Don't you tell you want it too?
I want it one on one
Shall we make this thing true?
Old
Jowlough Jan 2018
The traction of the skids
squeaks into the floor
as your fake smile and kindness
approached me by the door

You said you deserved more
despite your unripe fruits
summoned demons
to climb the stairs for

Your self-centered tendencies
kills the amour for the day
you don't respect authority
it's about what you say

achievements are never just trophies
I almost puked about your hive
I hope I never see you again
please go home to your tribe

You see things revolving around you
as if you're the sun
you seek approval and attention
like a you're dying for one

The threshold for ******* cup
is few droplets from full
the good thing is that my tolerance
is insanely massively cool.

Cooler than your ex
I say ******* if not for obligations
or say humane way of things
catastrophic reasons
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