Steve Parker

Steve Parker Sep 2019

I love you like the moon loves the tide
     Like the morning dew loves the
             glistening touch of the early morning fall sun
                           The sins of a beautiful soul

                                                forgotten again

#new #hope

Sep 2019

Ashley Tarantino

The Monster Eating us All

Time is a monster,
that eats away your soul.
A nibble here.
A nibble there.
Until it takes its toll.
Unstoppable.
Unmeasured.
Undeniably the truth.
Time is a monster.
And it's favorite food is youth.

It's really suffocating to think that every breath you take is a moment slipping forever away.

#anxiety #fears #ruminations

Apr 2019

Pagan Paul

Somewhere In The Night

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And then you were there
your presence touched my dream
I recoil at the beauty of it
unfamiliar with the feeling of love,
I feel your confused hurt
and wish you would withdraw
and wish you would stay
because the emotion scares me,
somewhere, somewhere in the night.

And then you were there
your fingers brushed my skin
I recoil at the softness of it
unfamiliar with the touch of fondness.
I see your confused hurt
and wish your eyes would laugh
and wish your eyes would cry
because your heart calls to me,
somewhere, somewhere in the night.

And then you were there
and then you were not,
and I yearn to find you,
somewhere, somewhere in the night.

© Pagan Paul (19/03/19)

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#poetry #romance #love #wishfulthinking

Steve Parker Apr 2019

Paying the Piper

I want to be able to love again
   as if the pieces of my shattered heart still fit together
Before I knew the empty numbing sting of betrayal
   Of those I loved and trusted.
Hurt-beyond what the senses were meant to endure
   Crushing, overwhelming heartache and despondency
Replaced by nothing
      Emotional vacuum
          A ghost in a shell
The windows of my eyes drift farther and farther away
    I sink deeper and deeper inside myself.

I just want to be loved
I just want to be loved without fear
Without regret
Without the promise
of tomorrow's
cold debt

#heartache #fear

Steve Parker Apr 2019

Sweet Nectar

Nectar of the honey bee, serene
My light wispy treasure in the sky
If all the stars turned to glass and shattered
For just one more moment on your lips
The morning is perfect for the moon

....and you are perfect for me

#love #contentment #new #beginnings

Steve Parker Mar 2019

Like a Moth to the Pain

Why is it I'm drawn to her knowing how it will end?
Why do I miss her after she has flagrantly and knowingly done
        things that have wounded me so?
Why does my strength wane after just a few days?
Her words have finally found there way through the barriers I have
        put around my ears, eyes and heart

The embers of her lies ignite the ashes of my now shattered heart,
        breathing life into my lifeless corpse

I bleed
Oh, how I bleed
I bleed now these words onto page as my fingers sail across my
       keyboard.
I bleed my inner most thoughts and feelings, bearing my soul to
        strangers passing by this post in some desperate hope for
              validation
Seeing me across the vast gap that lies between what I know and
        what my heart will not accept.