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  Nov 2016 Adam
Charles Bukowski
the house next door makes me
sad.
both man and wife rise early and
go to work.
they arrive home in early evening.
they have a young boy and a girl.
by 9 p.m. all the lights in the house
are out.
the next morning both man and
wife rise early again and go to
work.
they return in early evening.
By 9 p.m. all the lights are
out.

the house next door makes me
sad.
the people are nice people, I
like them.

but I feel them drowning.
and I can't save them.

they are surviving.
they are not
homeless.

but the price is
terrible.

sometimes during the day
I will look at the house
and the house will look at
me
and the house will
weep, yes, it does, I
feel it.
Adam Nov 2016
Seeking solace
in the impenetrable fortress that I built
Only for the walls to be pierced
by the arrows of my own guilt

Can anybody really differentiate
between the truth and the lies?
Is our failure to do so
the reason we resort to temporary highs?

Deep down I know, my true Love
looks down upon me from the skies
I just hope in my silence
He could hear my prayers and my cries.

If you awake to news
that I have died in the morn
Be still
Don't cry, don't mourn

No need for you to get down on two knees,
all I ask for is a little prayer
And remember me for my good deeds
so I can be prepared to meet my Maker
Adam Sep 2016
LSD
The reason on this trip we came
was to forget about superficial dames
chasing money and fame

Our senses piercing through the veils of reality
stuck in a vortex of time and perpetuality
questioning the true nature of reality.

Seeing things for more than what they seem
like how rain resembles life’s intricate themes
and our union, God’s great schemes

Forget the scientific name
and what love looks like conventionally
for LSD means love, serendipity, and dreams
  Sep 2016 Adam
Eva Ellen
I'm lying & I'm thinking
under the sun's omnipresent gleaming
how to be a decent human being
but it's hard to stop from drinking
in the beauty that surrounds and distracts me

I'm only dreaming, only scheming
to think that any sort of feeling
will throw into doubt my belief in
that everything that I'm seeing
seems to be more important than any individual thought

I'm breathing & I'm sinking
more deeply into nature's pleasing
cherry blossom carpet, hearing
nothing but blue free birds singing
as they soar between my version of heaven & I

I am only speaking, only sleeping
on this hill; it seems that I am seeping
into the earth; a new beginning
to my mother's secrets I am listening
It looks like I got to be a decent human being
after all
  Sep 2016 Adam
Key
Numbers are real

Yet, untouchable.

The universe in my hand

Literally, unseeable.

My thoughts,

they’re real

But seemingly, unbelievable.

Your skin against mine,

Ha! improbable.

Longing for you,

The impossible.

I’m waiting for you,

That’s undeniable.

Your feelings?

That’s questionable.
Adam Sep 2016
As the sounds of morning begin to meep,
I told her good night and went to sleep.

I realized,
the secrets of happiness aren’t too deep;
but the climb up the mountain is a little steep.
Adam Sep 2016
Life is short,
Life is quick.
But there’s always a wonder of sort,

even when it looks dreary and bleak.
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