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  Apr 2019 Shane Roller
Jim Davis
How to poet a life away

Toss the trite learned

Skip grammar mostly too

Rhyme or not is all yours

Step to drummer unheard

Believe in life yet untold

Read a thousand times

More than you write

Live, so you will know

What you are talking about

Take wild leaps in mind

Without losing it too far

Write not only about love

Although that’s all there

Really is or really is not

Fall in some love also

More than simply once

With not only your words

But others in thought

Wishing to poet too



©  2017 Jim Davis
Shane Roller Apr 2019
Ukrainian dream
My golden queen
I've wasted years
Suffered for you
Pleaded for you

Died inside
Denied my pride

Now at last
I've finally found
The pain most intense
With you around

The only one
I adore
Has shattered and broken me
To the core.
Shane Roller Apr 2019
Dad
Dad, I am going to try and write this
It may be a poem
It may not
But from my heart
I miss you
I remember the last time I kissed you
Your eyes were closed
They opened wide
As I kissed your forehead
In that terrible place
So white and clean
Where people die
But you will never die
Dad
I love you so much
And you will always live on
In my heart
Forever
God, I miss you so much
It's so hard to write through the tears
Shane Roller Mar 2019
The Spider under my chair
                 Wasn't doing me any harm...
                             But I killed it.

I don't know why I did what I did
                  But I know if I knew
                             That Spider under my chair
  
Would still be alive.
Shane Roller Mar 2019
Weeping
Misery
My eyes burned Heartbreak Blue
Chills in my mind
Echoing visions of you

Why must love be always slipping from my grasp?
As I gasp
With tormented breath
At what I cannot have

Memories of faded bliss
A simple kiss
Why do I desire most that which brings me pain?

Insane.
Shane Roller Mar 2019
Winter Girl
Icy, Naked, Blizzard, Lust
Warms me

She's so cold!
How could she know
That she destroys me
If I don't tell her?

Hate on Skates
She comes for me
Rasping shrieks
Devoid of pleasure
Collapse to the side

No way of knowing
What is real

Cigarette shimmers
Pale red light
Crushed to ashes

I lie alone.

I die alone.

Good night.
Shane Roller Mar 2019
Smooth midnight black
Desecration blues
Wandering down a desolated road
With my frenzied mind
Raptured, yet empty
Longing for the end of the night
Yet fearing the dawn
And the eternity of an existence
I may never know
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