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When I was just a little boy,
When I went to sleep at night,
I used to stick to the shadows.
I was the thing people were supposed to be afraid of,
I led the monsters into battle.
I was in the shadows, and of the dark.

My mom used to keep the bathroom light on,
Every night it shone through my doorway.
The Light was coming my way, slowly but surely.
Why did I live in the dark?
Maybe because it was embracing my nightmares.
Maybe because it whispered "you are perfect!" in my ear,
Or maybe I was afraid of the bright of day.

Eventually it dawned on me,
That I could still be among the shadows,
And yet be of the Light!
There was hope for my pride, and sin,
And soon I began to shine flashlights in the dark,
To show it the way.
Mum I love you,
More than I can say,
And more than I can do,
I cannot live a day
Without seeing you,
Without giving you
My morning Kiss,
Without holding you
Around my arms,

You where the one,
That took care of me,
That listened to me,
You where my only friend
When I had none,
You where the one
That mended my heart,
When it was broken,

So I thank you Mum
For being the best one !
we are the raging portrait of lust, tangled in a mess of sensation, kaleidoscope of color and melodies of sanction--
we hum with ancient urges and vibrations.

fingers and hard planes, bodies like constellations, lips that are stained in stardust--
flying comets, gravity is our force.
we can't deny physics, we can't change our course.

worship, cherish, release. over and over. til i hear nothing but your name emanating from my throat, enthralled.

darling, love is luminescent
and we are its very stars.
Distance can't keep us from inevitable collison. Come together. I mean that both ways.
PEA pods cling to stems.
Neponset, the village,
Clings to the Burlington railway main line.
Terrible midnight limiteds roar through
Hauling sleepers to the Rockies and Sierras.
The earth is slightly shaken
And Neponset trembles slightly in its sleep.
I used to love this chapter
A part of my favorite book
I showed you it
And you began to love it too
We kept re-reading this chapter
At first it was so amazing
But as the pages turned
The story took a turn
To a different path
And you got tired,
And left me.
You stopped coming
Back each time
But I was still stuck in the chapter
Wondering why
Why it changed
Why you suddenly got bored
But now I understand
It gets tedious same thing each time
So burn the pages
And tear us apart
Our chapter had ended
With no intention of a happy ending.
 May 2015 A B Perales
Sarah
Your song on repeat
like a soundtrack to pain
and with every listen
I feel you again
Just as soon as I forgot
but I can't let you go
now that you've tugged my sleeve
and pleaded me, no

But your face in my mind
is not close to me anymore
I looked through the window
just as you closed the door
and saw you glance back
but never turn around
Some things that are lost
are dead and can't be found

The song of your heart
I understood back then
too well to believe now
I'll never see you again
You were a sister to me,
so your brother is my brother, too
Now you are his brother
and I don't know what to do

except to sing
except to miss you
Seen
through a telescope:
ten cents worth of fog.
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