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The boards creak and moan
from time and poor carpentry
The nails gripped by aged wood
have become crust collected and
shrunken to form

The bare walls once displayed
the smiling faces
of past eons but now
there are only the faded remnants
of square foundations
of lives that once
hung on the wall

The stairs complain
like an old man
from unsubstantiated fears
The second floor
seems solid only responding
to the remarks of my shoes

The old bedroom
once the center of attraction
overlooks the buckled sidewalks
and **** infested yards
of a street that now has no cars
or people passing by

I stand in silence for the moment
and the moment stands silent for me
And for that moment
I lay in time's eternal graveyard
in hopes of reviving dead dreams
We live in our corners
in our moments of existance
in our persistence of everyday word

But what would I give
for at this moment
to be dancing all alone with you

To hold you to my chest
as we sway listening
to the charms of the music

Under shooting stars
we make dearest our wishes
Oh ! how silly we are

And for a moment
to bend down to kiss
warm wet lips you have

How can your cheek
be so soft to my touch
I must claim this find as my own

Come dance in my arms
and kiss with your charms
as we simply float away
One
I take the long way
along the way
to find my home
I pass the old place
where I used to play
once upon a yesterday
I walk down the sidewalks
avoiding all cracks
Oh ! my mother's back
It's a long way from yesterday
to everyday
and back down to here
And one is the number
between zero
which is nothing
and eternity
which is everything
 Jul 2016 Loveless
Torin
Rifle
 Jul 2016 Loveless
Torin
And from the start
       With a smile
You played the part
       Of a rifle
Aiming for my heart
How many bullets I don't understand
And in the end
       With a silence
A dagger sent
         To violence
Aiming for my skin
How many times again must I bleed

Before I believe
Nothings gonna change my world
Nothings all it ever was

A rifle in incapable hands
And a grave with no tombstone
For the innocent
 Jul 2016 Loveless
ryn
Kite
 Jul 2016 Loveless
ryn

i wish
to infinitely
soar•in the highest
of skies•always higher,
and always more•held back by
the string that ties•i'd still welcome
hale air•as it blows stunningly
fresh•meets and carries my
body bare•bearing invi-
sible treasures in its
cache...•the errant
breeze i'd openly
fight•but i was
made with a
shoddy kit
•i'm fail-
ing and
falter-
ing...
like
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 Jul 2016 Loveless
Torin
I am all the rage
Lashing out at walls
Striking steering wheels
Pounding on the pavement as venomous blood
Its all the love in my heart
Until the world can hear me
I am all the rage
Oceans swelling
Ships sinking
Sailors drowning in a way of names forgotten
Its all the truth I can't hold
Because my strength is on the wane
I am all the rage
Of a man
Whose life
Hasn't gone exactly to plan
And whose dreams
Now can only cause him pain

Its all the rage
And everyone alive
Must feel the same
 Jul 2016 Loveless
Mark Tilford
In my sleep
In my dream
Heavens team
I could plainly see
they came to me
Daddy was there
Grandpa and Grandma
Aunts and uncles to
To give me a preview
Of heavens realm
They grab my soul
and off we go
Weaving through the clouds
high and low
Then we slow
There for me to view
The pearly white gates
Streets of gold
Must have been one heck of a look
on my face
In his full grace
There God stood
It's all good
Guess what
He is not dead
He was greeting everyone
No one fled
Next thing I knew
I was laying, wide awake, in my bed
was I asleep
was it in my dream
Smiling
No matter
I found out
God is not dead

Last night
!!
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