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 May 2016 Proxii
Just Me R
The man on the moon
Big and bright and full
Smiled at me
And said my dear

I'll keep tides at bay
Light up your way
Keep you safe at night
With my moonlight

I will bring you love
With heavens above
My light will glow
Whilst your love will grow

Make black waters dance
Whilst hand in hand you romance
Beautiful memories will be rife
As you walk through your life

But the penalty you must pay
From now to the end of your days
Is live life without sorrow
As we may never have tomorrow
 May 2016 Proxii
Just Me R
Forgive
 May 2016 Proxii
Just Me R
We are not all without fault
Our pasts may sometimes haunt
But history cannot be unwritten
Time for yourself to be forgiven
Once you do
Those who were untrue

... will no longer be significant
 May 2016 Proxii
Stephan
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Across the vast expanse
Heat patterns rise from flat rock
Simmering sensations to fool the mind
Blurring even the recognizable
Into a mirage of nothingness

“Dust coated winds that do not exist”

Blinding hypnotic colors play
Weaving patterns of self doubt
Alone in a misconception of belief
Solitude of unwanted fear
Emptiness worn on a sleeve

“Kaleidoscopic nightmares so very pretty”

Let down, shoved aside, forgotten
Discarded emotions piled in a heap
Broken sidewalks of those I thought I knew
French braided friends…or so I believed
Abandoned on my own crumbling foundation

“Why did I ever believe?”

I see a tiny speck…perhaps something in my eye
Canceling the horizon’s verticality
Moving beyond invisible footprints
Solidifying a view…a smile…waving
As if a drunken crow has tipped over

“Thoughts turn to memories of words once spoken”

Reoccurring images race forward
Sentences of comfort find their way
Down the path to my heart
Realizing I now understand
What she meant…that day…this day

“I run to meet her halfway…her arms are open”
I love you
Three words that don't tell it how it is
I more than love you
I want you,
Need you,
Have you,
Feel you,
Miss you,
Fear you,
See you,
Hear you,
Kiss you,
Adore you,
Taste you,
Breathe you,
I more than love you
I worship you
As my friend
As my lover
As the ruler of my heart
You are all good things
Yet you're like no other
I would kiss the ground
Your feet have walked on
Then I'd kiss them too
Not to prove I'm worthy
Just because I enjoy the sensations
Of trying new things with you

Time with you is a commodity
Much easier to part with
I spend it frivolously
Purely for enjoyment
We live for memories
Sleep for dreams
I sleep to wake up next to you
One thing I always look forward to
Is softly kissing your back
From top to bottom
Then bottom to top
As though I am your wake up call
Your human alarm clock
"Rise and shine gorgeous,
it's already ten o'clock"


I want you to know
You are priceless
Beyond value
Beyond worldly things
Invaluable to my happiness
And
Detrimental to the pain
I more than love you
Unfinished
when we think idle thoughts and ****** with our mind
we might as well just blandly look into the sky
and absent-mindedly pursue the flights of distant birds
against the matrix of blue firmaments
which seem less infinite than our imaginary universe

trying to look beyond that globe of blue
we venture into depths that really make us think
about the cosmos out in space
infinite stars and planets of unknown identity

we soon become aware
that our idle thoughts are dwarfed
by the immenseness of the space
through which not quite discovered forces
propel our planet with incredible speed
to destinies we do not know

perhaps in order to avoid acknowledgement
of this precarious reality
we fill our lives with more comforting things
fashions  wars  power games  religion  money  
internet chats  with other avatars  et cetera

anything to distract us from the contemplation
of insights into how to live
   in such a transient indeterminacy
with a determined sense of goal and meaning

think about it
 May 2016 Proxii
subpar star
i saw you in my sleep
and i kissed you like i couldn't breathe
but you were never mine to keep
our love just wasn't meant to be
 May 2016 Proxii
Corvus
Wounded
 May 2016 Proxii
Corvus
I'm picking these scabs again.
They were once so harmless,
Such trivial little marks caused by the bumps and scrapes
Of life and the interactions within.
How did it get to this point?
Gaping holes, bleeding all over my sheets,
Clawing at the incessant itching from deep within,
But only managing to scratch the surface.
This compulsion to pick away
At the repugnant remnants of these feelings.
Knowing that it does nothing but mark me further,
Ignoring the strands of collagen
Forming to each other to pull the jagged edges back together.
Hating the feel of the thickened, lightened skin
Where it once was perfect, untouched, now corrupted.
As soon as I feel it harden, I pick it away,
Keep the scar gone for one more day,
As it drowns in the blood.
 May 2016 Proxii
Maple Mathers
ripping you to
shreds?
I don’t know if you’ve noticed
The clot of doubt, that’s ebbing the flow
The words I hide, my thoughts unshown
Your penciled eyes, ablaze beneath
The tangible grip you'd like to keep. . .

But, I’m slipping
out of your
reach.
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