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 Mar 2018 Ysa Pa
Lyda M Sourne
It's 3am

I'm on the phone
No one's awake and I'm alone

It's 3am

The radio's on
Songs are played on lonely station

It's 3am

I'm in my bed
My eyes are open and sleep has fled

It's 3am

I'm on the balcony
The sky is dark and just quite scary

It's 3am

Some windows have lights
Could they also not sleep tonight

It's 3am

I'm still awake
When will life ever give me a break
Insomniac nights are the worst. And it's been going on like this for quite awhile.
 Mar 2018 Ysa Pa
ryn
Blanks
 Mar 2018 Ysa Pa
ryn
My mind shot rounds.
Successful bursts.
But they wouldn’t stick.
They wouldn’t stain.

Shot out some more.
The same...

Been shooting unfocused.
Been shooting stray and reckless.
Been shooting blanks.
 Mar 2018 Ysa Pa
Cné

Hanging like a scimitar
suspended in the sky,
the moon beside a gleaming star
is pleasing to the eye.
How desolate, this satellite
in airless ebon space
and yet, from here
‘tis beautiful
filagree & lace.

 Mar 2018 Ysa Pa
Traveler
SAFE PLACE
 Mar 2018 Ysa Pa
Traveler
It's only a shadow
Passing over
This darkened
Day of dread

Take my hand
Hold on tight
Rest your pretty head

Upon my heart
Upon my shoulder
Tuck yourself in deep

Take me down
To your garden
Between your silken sheets

I shall be your
Knight in armor
I shall be your muse

I will be your burning flame
Come and light your fuse
..........
Traveler Tim

Hope you feel better soon Sweetie
 Feb 2018 Ysa Pa
ryn
When all else
has been
flogged by time,
beaten by uncertainty
and consumed
by the earth...

All that’s left...

Is the salt
disowned by
indulgent cascades.
 Jan 2018 Ysa Pa
victoria
I play both roles of us
Whilst lying back on my bed
I make believe you’re lying
within the sheets and the dreams in my head

A few moments and I am lost
In the vision of you and I
Then the ****** ends
Reality sets in
My loneliness returns to cry
 Jan 2018 Ysa Pa
ryn
Regardless
 Jan 2018 Ysa Pa
ryn
the symphony
played by the water
upon the shore

punctuated at times
by that errant wave
that crashed a little too hard

dislodging half-buried notions,
revealing pint-sized dreams
and tabulating forgotten score

serving watchful eyes
a fistful of sand,
and pays concerned hearts
with total disregard
 Aug 2017 Ysa Pa
Isabelle
You left me tainted
With pain and tears
So i tried to bleach
To remove every stain
I scrubbed so hard
But i got wounded
So i bleed again
And starts to hurt again
The stains are now scars
And now i will be forever reminded
Of how i tried to remove you
Yet i got marked instead
This is inspired by my shirt with stains. I tried to bleach it then washed again again, i rubbed and rubbed until the shirt was torn! Lesson learned! Haha
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