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andTilly Nov 2020
what a strange, wrinkly space
full of wet memories
it may sound strange, this
but - what a nice home armpits make

I’ll curl in, take
me or leave me, please
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andTilly Nov 2020
I know I was further
but could we be just friends?
I don’t seem to be able to ******
all our wells and ends
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andTilly Nov 2020
Kelsey O’nara
a girl with eyes so green
you find yourself lost in that what could seem
like the green pastures of forever to hold

just say, say her name to call her again
say, say: O’nara, my dearest friend

Kelsey O’nara
a girl of thousand faces
you need to caress her to know how the changes
go through to get, get you through

just say, say her name to learn a few new ways
say, say: O’nara, I loved and I’ll love those days

Kelsey O’nara
a girl of the purest smiles
you’ll want to smile back for her to know that you tried
finding yourself grown over by a warm hug

just say, say her name to feel the calm, calm happy
say, say: O’nara, yourself I just might need

Kelsey O’nara
a girl of the last goodbyes
you don’t know how to say or how to make last
you try anyway since the future is to pass

so say, say her name with a one last bow
say, say: O’nara, take my hand, and let’s go

take my hand, and let’s go
Kelsey O'nara is about many things, but first and foremost about embracing death (death doesn't mean a bad thing to be scraed of, you know) - represented by the beautiful girl Kelsey. This song started out as a poem, and was "songified" later on:

sptfy.com/kelsey-onara

Say: O'nara, sayōnara.

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andTilly Nov 2020
it’s waiting
just like us
waiting to be saved
from the world’s lust

and we did
all those joys
remember the deed
each of all our toys

the souvenirs
we carry
waking our dreams
slumbers deeply buried

on the way
we could’ve
forgotten the lists
forgotten we should’ve

now we don’t
we did but
we don’t
written plunged in sadness and red wine

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andTilly Nov 2020
making a vow
not to vow
wishing to live in nows
and wow
strings-detaching claws

upping my game
losing a name
to find a bunch of elses
in vain
naming the rain, wane sense

vowing my name away
not needing bays
boys don’t cry, lay
new ways
of lays, neighing

vowing to never vow
wowed I wish to bind
myself to you in
now to ever,
love, I vow, never-

don’t let go, kind
thought from my mind
nevermind my kind
I swear, love
not to swear you off
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andTilly Nov 2020
I silenced myself
myself and others
lovers to brothers
I made them deaf

I silenced my voice
and voices of mothers
my sisters’ covens and covers
of the never ending choice

I stepped in silence
to not have to answer
what and why and why her
and what happened to my lens

Silence for my eyes
that need not to see it all
silence to my ears dull
and my mouth full of honest lies

I want and will be silent
to those who do not wait
to those who wait I may
whisper part-truths of repent

Where’s the reason for my silent
(do not) ask, I do not know
under pressure, I bend and bow
guilt of hope lost makes me violent

Wounds I don’t see, silent there
I wish to draw, thousand lines
smelling iron, liquor and pines
caring enough not to care

Silence, voices, winds and hums
so loud that I cannot breathe
deafening so that I flee
feeling my fleet running past

A last drumroll, silence dear
to be honored, to get big
I’ll switch gears, clothes, wear a wig
tongue on the floor, silent fear

Silently dripping, drooling red
silence clicking, rhythm lost
for the silence, hidden costs
here I’ll sit down, sound is dead
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andTilly Nov 2020
j’ai fait une fête
sautant comme un lapin,
perdant ma tête
- on la perd le matin

abîmé, j’ai fêté
un couloir de losanges
et ce qu’on ne m’a pas embêté
en réparant des dommages

j’ai vieilli, la veille
fêtant une abeille
prenant mon sommeil
tout ça à peu près pareil

j’ai fait une fête
je l’ai faite dans ma tête
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