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Summer is stretching towards lost days and long nights
Autumn is seeping through the window sill and waiting in the wind
Winter is just a yawn away and will pave the path with snow as we take the slow stroll toward spring
Time will crawl and fly through moments of wonder and moments of anguish
Horror and magic waiting to be discovered and then folded and creased
and stuffed to memories of past days
Laughter to spread and tears to shed
and pain to bare and joy to share
Tomorrows secrets will soon enough be yesterdays ghost
Today we will always have to live and breath and when lucky enough
to love
Who are you
When you are beneath the blanket of the night embedded with scattered stars
What scent would I find hovering on your skin if I dared join you under the magic of your sheets
Is there a paradise of pleasure hiding just below your dress
Lift up the hem just a little
Give me a small glimpse of your universe
What secrets do you keep in the silk folds between your thighs
What will bloom as your petals part
Will nectar drip and quench my
tempted thirst
Or will flames blaze and consume my flesh and fuel the desire of my lust
If I whisper of my hearts secrets and the sins and hunger of my soul
If I lay my universe naked before you and gave you the stars of my blanket and the magic in my sheets
Would you tell me
Who are you
When heaven and hell aren't around
What do you become
When you leave your body to find bliss for your soul
Would you reveal the magic of your universe
  Jul 2016 Apachi Ram Fatal
JRF
Colour Blind

I don't see the colour of your skin.

I see
the colour of your heart.

Is it dark and putrid or
is it the color of a soft and lilting tune?
Is it filled with warm tones,
or cold?
Hues of ice and snow,
or gold?

Do you give or take?
Do you love or hate?

I don't see race or faith,
I just see you-
your energy, your words, your actions.

I see you; I just simply
see you.
The news is getting to me. Let's all just love and be loved.
Every one of us deserves love and kindness. Every single one of us.
By Jennifer R Fay Copyright 2016
  Jul 2016 Apachi Ram Fatal
Corvus
Spending a month in a hospital teaches you a lot about people.
The doctor that told me to shave my head or she wouldn't treat me,
The nurses that spent forever chatting to me
And giving me supportive advice about how my illness doesn't define me.
The woman who was given a terminal cancer sentence
And chose not to pay attention to it and defied it anyway.
How she sat next to me on my bed,
Told me that all suffering is valid,
And just because I'm not dying, doesn't mean I don't get to complain.
How she complains more about her skin problems
Than she ever complained about her cancer,
And that's OK, because pain rarely follows rules.
I never even learned her name,
But she gave me the words I hold most closely to me
On those days when I want to fall asleep and never wake up.
I'm allowed to scream and shout and rage against the pain
And the unfairness of it happening to me.
I just have to make sure I know where the line is
Between giving my darkness a voice and pitying myself.
  Jul 2016 Apachi Ram Fatal
GaryFairy
this whole human race is crazy
I walk upon a ground that craves me
no one ever said that this world would please you
and no one sees you

it really isn't hard to please me
but the beginning or the end ain't easy
just a due to be paid to the ground that craves you
and no one saves you
inspired by a Facebook page
  Jul 2016 Apachi Ram Fatal
Tark Wain
There are so many things in this world
I mean that in the literal sense
there are bananas, apples and figs
heroine, needles and cigs
the thing...
the thing I am struggling with
is
what matters

What should I care about?
really tell me
is there some sort of roadmap
to lead me to my goal

help me
really
there's *** and there's piety
there's the bottle and there's deities
there's a mountain built above me
full of expectations,
plans and potential
and I have no means with which to climb it

I don't get it
how do other people pick
how do terrorists actually commit to terrorism?
I'm serious
obviously their actions are appalling
but how are they so sure
how do womanizers become womanizers
im serious
is there some threshold I've yet to cross
some achievement I've yet to receive

I feel like everyone around me knows who they are
When I can't figure out what I like
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