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April Apr 2014
On the day his eyes sealed shut
A paradise
fell
golden embers rose
rich carpet was destroyed to smithereens
glass shards ricocheted
flames were all they could see
until
morning dew sprinkled the grass
stars hid in there beds
silence brought havoc to their minds
Reality seeped in
he would never be seen again
April Apr 2014
was it a dream or was it real
did your fingertips trail mine
were you happy with me
cuz now all i see is anger in your face
your muscles tense
shoulders shield your neck
i never wanted to hurt you
somewhere on the border line
that's all i ended up doing
April Apr 2014
you're the reason
i question myself
before you
everything i saw
blazed before my eyes
now overcast
i wonder
what did i do to deserve this change
everything i heard
strong voices all around
now muffled, isolated to my brain
i wonder
what can i do to make these voices end
sand reaches the bottom of the time capsule
i hate myself
and I know
you're the reason i feel this way
April Apr 2014
i never seem to get it right
to much rhythm or too much rhyme
it doesn't matter
cuz no one can relate
i question why i try
but then i remind myself
what better would i do
if the words were thawed from my soul
never to be found again
would I be any happier
then before I sat down to
construct this stupid work of art?
this just comes out when i type and i don't even know.
April Apr 2014
i skim over each line my shaky hands form
each letter so distinguished from the last
i like to see what i create
but with you
your eyes meet mine
you've read each thought I had
i wonder do you understand
and then the room is silent
everyone is gone
your ready to leave
each twitch of the finger
i know you want to go
but you stay
and all you create is a enigma in my mind
each passing of the sunset clock
i watch the crevices in your gentle silhouette
and wonder
what it would take for your soul to truly meet mine
April Apr 2014
to the guy who stole everything
for quite some time I watched the people
the places around me
always was I quick to hide
but now
I'm learning how to drive
apply pressure to the gas
leaves everything behind
press lightly on the brake
so you don't crash into the boulder blocking the path
hold on tight to the steering wheel
you don't want what you have to disappear

to the guy who stole my everything
i guess you never learned how to drive
or maybe somewhere along the way
you let your hands leave the steering wheel
or maybe your foot slipped off the brakes

to the guy who stole my everything
i hope by the end
maybe just maybe
you'll remember the day you were taught to drive
April Apr 2014
Dad
it was pitch black
i was young and small
perched on your lap
your rough hands trailing mine
i was safe
you set me down
told me you would never abandon me

it was bright
i was confused and sullen
on the coarse cobblestone I sat alone
rays of light skimmed my flesh
i was a fish far from the sea
lying down i remembered your gentle words
your soothing eyes

how the time escaped us
how the unexpected broke our promise
how I wish i was in your embrace

but I can't do nothing
but see your face
your hands
your eyes
your lips
all behind the eyelids at my weakest time
3am poem- sorry its kinda random and might not make much sense :)
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