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I wish I could decipher you
insufficient explanation construed
words may fail and logic falter,
the account I'd never alter

a beautiful culmination
purposed, intricate summation
as poetic as a psalter,
the account I'd never alter

transcendent, pleasant mystery
exquisite, written history
content, soaring past the vaulter
the account I'd never alter

I wish I could decipher you
the account I'd never alter
kyrielle sonnet - my new favorite form - challenging
 May 2015 Allyson Walsh
Evevvvvve
Leaking.
Darling, your love is leaking.
I hear it.
The drip drip drop.
Wakes me up at night.
Thinking didn't the faucet
Turned tight enough?
Or did I overturned it?
Till it's loose and
Leaking.
Darling, your love is leaking.
 May 2015 Allyson Walsh
Rapunzoll
It hits in a spiritual, delirious way
the taste of blood is the only reminder
of how much I enjoy the pain

I crashed the car and I lived
I roamed the highway searching for your ghost
only to find it moved on long ago

We travelled 500 miles in this chase
for euphoria; the few signs on the way
urging us to follow separate paths

You're gone and I'm trapped
within this memory, a period of stasis
Cursing the alleged 'free road'
that brought us to this standstill.

(You never were one to take a risk,
always pausing to play it safe)

These selfish lights refuse to shift
throwing us back to different ends
of the spectrum once again

Yet I'm pulsing red, devilish hues
for you for you for you

If I could, I would crash all over again
But your lips are the only collision I need
and I was never one to wear a seat-belt
© copyright
Once the positive trending tags
outweigh the negatives,
we’ll find continuity
within our contemplation,
our emotional state,
and our existence.
But as the negative trending tags
outweigh the positives,
our continuity will be conflicted.

© Matthew Harlovic
DO NOT GET ME WRONG, I understand the complete concept of poetry. It is a means of expression, whether it is out of contentment or depression.  More than anything else, this poem was out of empathy. I CANNOT be the only one that is upset that the negative trending tags outweigh the positive ones. I am NOT telling you what you should write about. I am reflecting on an observation. Do NOT get me wrong.
dark, yet a light
dead, yet alive
scared, but secure
falling, yet rising
mistakenly honest
quiet demeanor,
loud thoughts
clear vision,
clouded past
looking but found
in love that lasts
perceived put together,
feeling rendered
joyful, yet sad
holding to what
once had
simple complexity
twenty year kid
plainly average,
but extraordinarily rare
staying, but going
repulsive, want to
be worth holding
secluded isolation,
yet forever embrace
carve myself
into your brain,
forgettable girl
world in her hands
she's got it all
wrong
included,
still excluded
closely far
helping the hurt
feeding the emptiness

loved, yet forgotten
me medley
Holding water in her mouth,
She looked about to cry
The salt inside would eat her up
And leave her raw and dry.

She could indeed just knock it back
And swallow up the sea,
But this would give an endless thirst
That would not let her be.

You’d think why not just spit it out
Onto the golden sand,
Push through your lips that salty gulp
Erase the pain at hand.

But all she had to quench herself
Was this Pacific’s best.
She’d rather die this way in fact
Than drown like at the rest.
manifestation, bruised heart
whirlwind youth, broken apart
lonely fight, feeling beat
quiet support, ED defeat
oh, take me back to the start
malnourished security, forget smart
hiding, lying; turned an art
freedom's sound, so sweet
manifestation, bruised heart
whirlwind youth, broken apart
lonely fight, feeling beat
empty soul matches her cart
dizzy barrage of number and chart
needing love, forced to eat
never feeling full, complete
look beside you, I won't dart
manifestation, bruised heart
whirlwind youth, broken apart
lonely fight, feeling beat
quiet support, ED defeat
oh, take me back to the start
for my friend, AT
a nobody, I want to be
unnoticed, hiding ghost
acknowledged, at most
back row degree

forgotten appointee
internally engrossed
a nobody, I want to be
unnoticed, hiding ghost

not even t. leigh
always guest, never host
hesitant, whispered boast
passed by, my plea
a nobody, I want to be
rondel
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