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You’re bitter like beer and strong like wine
You burn like whiskey but I like it just fine
Sweet like brandy but harsh like gin
With just one taste, you make my world spin
I know in the morning I’ll wish I was dead
I’ll cry over you until my tears run red
But still I want more, just one last sip
Cause I’m addicted to your liquor-stained lips
 Jan 2013 Angelique
PoetWhoKnowIt
These blocks are thick

I cannot see through

Tip o' the tongue

Far from the eye



Oh! But then begins
flourishing thoughts
like a...
             like a...
                          like a...
There's a hole in my chest where your soul used to be
One day he decided he'd rather be free
I begged and I pleaded but he just couldn't see
Then he floated away, screaming "please rescue me"

There's a hole in my chest where your soul used to be
But my ribs held no comfort, unfortunately
As he drifted away while I flew toward the sea
I cried out, "I'm sorry," and hoped he believed.
© 2013 Jene'e Patitucci
 Jan 2013 Angelique
Micheal Wolf
Remember at school ?
Sat in a row?
For a team to pick you to go
You silently prayed you would never be last
Knowing you can't play was bad enough.

Years pass by then the dates begin
The one you like always with him.
Not just him
It's HIM again !
The one who left you on the bench

Time moves on more years pass
You meet again they are married now
The perfect pair or so it seems
He still shares who is in your dreams

A few years more you cross again
He's on his *** and life has changed
The perfect pair no longer together
The love you thought would be forever

But now its odd he's all alone
She flew the coup his lover gone

People change as values do
As time erodes both me and you

She wanted more or was it him?
Communication imploded in

So now you share a different bench
No now picks who ends up friends
You raise a glass to drown the past
Pick me!
Pick me!
An echo now

So now full circle years past
Still they know you not
You write for you not lovers lost
You write to record the thoughts you have
The good the bad the sad the mad
You write in hope it's understood

Now others read the words you write
From far away day and night
Pick me, pick me it matters no more
For those who read already know.
;-)
 Jan 2013 Angelique
Micheal Wolf
Light flashes reflecting of the windows bouncing on the ice
The snow caught in its beam thicker now like down floating on the breeze
The sound of the Ice cracking under foot the unsure footing, tremulous with each step
All around me slip and slide trying to get some purchase to make it home
Cars trace a path but harder by every inch as the cold bites
  home now feel the warmth of the air and as my face comes back to life.
Goodnight snow until tomorrow
 Jan 2013 Angelique
Micheal Wolf
Turn the TV on but I don't want to watch it
Pick up a book I will never read
Close my eyes but sleep escapes me
As million thoughts freefall away
Its not today or yesterday or simply days before
It's the replay of life 30 yrs before
What is contentment what will stop this film
That plays in my mind when I try to sleep
 Jan 2013 Angelique
August
If you're a bird than I'm a stone
You are time & I had to toll
If you are lonely, I am alone
You rock but I don't roll

You are coffee, but I'm not creamer
You're a realist, **** that, I'm a dreamer
You are Han Solo, & I'm Boba Fett
Sometimes I think it'd be better if we never met

I hate you I hate you I hate you
© Amara Pendergraft 2013
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