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OnlyEggy Feb 2011
An innocent brush, an accidental touch
across my skin, across my heart
and yet you are wonderfully oblivious
to the leaps in my chest, and as such
I steal another contact from your bliss
this longing is my healthy addiction
and while you don't think it's much
this addiction as gotten a grip on me
my mind is begging
my heart is aching
my soul is crying out
with heartbeats racing, you're the clutch
that keeps my mind in this constant revving
and all this is just in a heart beat, an eye blink
and to think I can get this from a single touch
when I grab your hand, and you feel it's annoying
just remember that I just need my fix
I don't want to stop this feeling, so be my crutch
help me feel this high, feel this love
knowingly or not, I want to hold your skin
so I can soak in your addictive touch
(AIP)
OnlyEggy Feb 2011
Traveling on rocks
when
I came and saw you standing still in this theory of
time where space and the minute hand collide in the
explosive impact of a lovers long and dead embrace that
envelops all of the planets existence in this single instance.
and
then
I realized
that this collision
Was in the best interest of the sole proprietor of
my heart's real estate on which houses were built to
hold the familiar smells, touches, and tastes of your sweet
touch, and yet this time I have found that you
have forsaken this heart beating landscape with your fruitful lies
and promising truths.
For
the
rest of
us have come to realize that the words that leave
your mouth, while as sweet and well intention as you
may present them to the gathering droves of the gullible
ears, exit your mouth with the speed of an arrow
and the sharpness a blade that has a double edge
pointing back at the shooter with the same accuracy as
the target soul's painted bull's eye.
But I will
always
forgive
and never
forget the moments that these words provided to the broken
soul, heart, and mind of one terribly miserable beast, while
banished from his form, made up his mind to trust
one last time in the lips of his angel, and
while glass rose petals shattered from the spoken words off
her lips, the truths still glowed brightly in its broken
shatterings
proving that
these harsh
words of the cover
up, was faked
And the real voice, the real trust, the real love
covered in smothering lies to hide it's embarrassing weakness of
love, and showing that in its rock hard skin was
a soft, well spoken, mild mannered
(although as sharp as ever)
heart and soul filled with the love for the beast,
by the beast, and given back to this beast
and
then
the beast transformed, converted
into the one
and the only one
For you...me
Another Insomniac Poem (AIP)
OnlyEggy Feb 2011
Medicinally induced
Theory of sleep

Theory of sleep
Theory of sheep
and its undeniable
counting properties

counting properties
counting prophesies
of wise men in lab coats
Medicated lies

Medicated lies
Dedicated lies
mindful rejection of drugs
convincing promise

convincing promise
convincing solace
drug induced eye-lid droop
Yet still fighting

      Yet still fighting

              Yet still fighting
           The drugs that force
        sleep, doctor recommended
     non-hospitalized coma
induced sleep, deprived

Yet still fighting

Yet still fighting
the convincing promise
of medicated lies
and their counting properties
Theory of Sleep
Another Insomniac Poem (AIP)
OnlyEggy Jan 2011
You know that poem about your lips?
And the one about your soft caress?
Those doesn't apply to tonight
My thoughts are not slow, not gentle
The softness of your touch
Throw that out the window
I want it to be rough
Forget the foreplay
Lets just start the play
Tonight, I'll let you pick
Want the handcuffs, without the key
Or do you want the stiffness in a whip?
Forget the bed, take it to the floor
Give you a spank, and those headlights,
I'll get a grip untill they're sore.
If you must have a good kiss
Then I must ask you, girl
Which lips should I give this kiss?
Is it the control you crave?
Well then, cowgirl, load the gun
Grab the bearings and give them a roll
Tonight, let's let it out and have some fun
We can go on a mission, happy trails
Take it to the couch or even the table
Leave welted streaks with your nails
Turn up the radio to drown the moans
Back up and head down, we can mimic the dogs
Pillow, headfirst to muffle the groans
To the edge of the bed, make it wet
I don't want it easy, darling
All I really want is to get
That shirt off your chest
Those jeans off your ***
Those curves are the best
Lets not let this opportunity pass
I don't want it easy, baby
My thoughts are not gentle, not slow
So come on woman, lets go!
Another Insomniac Poem
OnlyEggy Jan 2011
I can see, in your sea
what I threw, went right through
your lack of class, so get to class
you flea, you flee
fear will show, fear the show
for busted acts, fourĀ battle ax
an eerie moan, an eerily mown
level plane, yet too plain
so start the rite, so start to write
your words to savor, you worried saver
and this I saw, and with this saw
cut to sear, seek the seer
a spirit pryed, an unleashed pride
giant gorilla, stealthy guerrilla
so send the pros, we speak in prose
you leave your prince, you leave your prints
simple minds racked, simply mind wracked
so slow your roll, know your role
kneel and pray, kneel you prey
you maid from Rome, you'remade to roam
with worn sole, with warn soul
spirit's cold, under coaled
start the fire, weapons fire
send the horde, send the ******
forget the gaffe, remember the gaff
speed for the gate, speed is the gait
if death feign, or if death fain
let you pass, or may you pass
Another Insomniac Poem
OnlyEggy Jan 2011
Let it fall, let it die
Give it up, go and cry
Forget the fears
Shed your tears

For you'll be the wiser
You'll be the stronger
Conflict makes us grow
So **** it up and let it go

Let it fall, let it die
Give it up, fail and try
we'll weep at length
But it'll give us strength

We will be the wiser
And through blurred visor
We see the lesson learned
These scars are well earned
Another Insomniac Poem
OnlyEggy Jan 2011
Moving at the speed of slow
comfortable in this minor pace
Approaching my ultimate goal
mesmerized at the escalator's glow
green lit stairs on this moving staircase
taking me up with its mechanical soul

Being coddled my entire life, this is normal
no need to exert any unneeded energy
following the fast track without intent to stop
parents paid for a school that is formal
educated privately into the business synergy
gray suits and fortune await for me at the top

With a screech and a ****, the beast halts
accidents happen, but how do we react?
With my escalator stopped, how do I proceed
Without trial by fire, conflict, or faults
Unprepared and contemplating this life impact
I sulked in anger, blaming others that I won't succeed

I see the goal at the top, but its distance is intimidating
How do I reach for that goal if this escalator is broken?
I've never moved forward one complicated step in my life
The terrain is not difficult and the path isn't winding
Then I heard a voice, (my own thoughts?), softly spoken
'It's a staircase you idiot, take a step, you're hardly in strife'
(AIP)
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