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every time I breath Its like I'm taking a puff,
different day same danm stuff,
got my kush to keep it tuff.
need that push when **** gets ruff,
In my vein I crave her name takes my sorrow takes my shame,
Miss my girl ms.Mary Jane got me ******* on her chain.
Kinda holdin barley sain How I do it through this rain,
used to kikit all day long all thass  left this gay *** song.

Arrywillbeloved2013© copy right protected
 Jun 2013 Ben
Tim Knight
May many more manuscripts
find their way to your hands,
your pen,
that slightly chewed pencil sharpened down
to its end.
            Let emails fill and grace and glide into,
            and over, your mailbox,
            all for you to wake up in
            sheer ecstasy’s shock,
            because you’ve just found out
            there’s work to be done.
                        Allow this doing to be your undone;
                        go out conscious and naked into
                        the hazy summer’s sun
                        and dance, for goodness sake,
                        dance woman! as if a newborn
                        locked away in your womb depended on it.
from coffeeshoppoems.com
 Jun 2013 Ben
Sammie wells
Forlorn
 Jun 2013 Ben
Sammie wells
Her lover's gone
his souls departed
her devastation fills the air.

Lost in an abyss of time
forsaking all
she walks alone
raking thoughts In her head.

Their souls where entwined
to be forever enbind,
now dreams are shattered
fragments scattered
she gazes in despair.

    Unfamiliar scenes close all around her,    
crestfallen
her soul goes dormant,
the pains two deep
cuts into each heartbeat.

As day light starts to fade
she suspends herself
in the night air

longing to go to the other land,
ready to take her lovers hand.

She doesn't care to breathe
nor does she weep
as she slips into her
forever
sleep.

(SW)
 Jun 2013 Ben
Sammie wells
Depression is always there,
creeping upon you like a tidal wave.

Loneliness is never far behind it,
waiting to take your hand.

Take what you have,
keep what you’ve got,
it’s better than the latter.

Once depression sets in and loneliness
takes hold
you’ll have a hard fight on your hands
to find what you had
get back what was yours.

Depression is always there,

waiting
Creeping
Tidal wave.

(SW)
 Jun 2013 Ben
Sammie wells
Feel his music let it flow,
He hold the key to the trance beat.

He'll make you move,
He'll make you sweat,
He's in charge now
behind the decks.

He'llspeed it,
slow it down,
do it *******,
Bang them out.

Resistance is futile once you feel his beats,  
Let your body flow,
He'll keep you all night
on the dance floor.

He's Prime Perception and He'll light the Stage,
make you feel your heads in out of space
He'll keep you dancing,
make your feet ache!

(SW)
Prime Perception.
An upcoming talented dj I know.
 Jun 2013 Ben
Tim Knight
Celluloid cells of candid smile fun
printed in race track, river-run stems,
the 120 down to the 35mm
fold it over to form the hem.

You can be my New York
that never sleeps
or that Venice Beach
with bright, chiselled high cheeks
or
the more probable
lesbian lover I’ll never get to meet;

meet properly for a drink.
coffeeshoppoems.com
 Jun 2013 Ben
L Smida
"Hey buddy"
 Jun 2013 Ben
L Smida
The electric
Energy
That surges
Through my
Body
When someone
Blatantly
Mistakes
Me for a guy
Is probably
The strangest
Excitement
I actually enjoy

It makes me
Feel like me
When that
Mistake
Is made

When someone says
"Hey buddy"
I seriously
Want them to never
Find out the truth
That I'm actually a girl

I don't want
People to
Look at me
And casually
See a
Stereotypical
Girl

I never want
that realization
To occur

Is that weird?

I want
To be a girl
But
I don't want
to look like one

I want
To take on
The appearance
Of the opposite
***

I want
A flat chest
Short hair
A lean body
Toned muscles
And smooth skin

I don't want
To physically
Be
A man
Or
Take
Testosterone

I don't even like men

It's like
I don't want
To be
Either gender

I don't want
*****
Or
A *****

I don't want
To be
Labeled
Male
Or
Female

I don't want
Gender to be
A matter
That actually
Matters
 Jun 2013 Ben
L Smida
*My angry poem
 Jun 2013 Ben
L Smida
Don't you ever say that you miss me!
Don't you dare!
If I ever hear those words
I'll rip out your hair
And my fingers will wrap around your throat
Throw you in the pond to float
And never ******* look back
Because anger isn't something I lack
I've tried a million times and more
To show you that you're the one I'm fighting for
But ignorance is all I got from you
So I loved till I turned blue
And then my feelings died
Because you chose the wrong side
And now that you're heart is broken
You try to come back and use a token
"I miss you"
Well you should've thought about that before
You pick me second? Ill pick you last
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