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Can I send a secret note?
Some words for you alone
A meaning no-one else can find
For feelings still unknown

Can you keep that secret note?
And guard it with your heart
Please recall my words to you
For when we're worlds apart
Yay! Poem! whatever.
 Oct 2016 Ben At93
David Lessard
Engaged in quiet conversation,
I asked how you had been;
you looked truly marvelous,
so nice to see you once again.

How were the kids and hubby?
you showed a picture from your purse;
then said you were divorced,
but things could be much worse.

He gave you pain and alimony,
but not amenability;
on how to raise the children,
on that he'd disagreed.

But you had to leave or wither,
your fruit was dying on the vine;
and when you asked for peace,
he said he didn't have the time.

Is there something I could do I asked,
to smooth out this bad news?
you've already helped she said,
it was nice of you to schmooze.
 Oct 2016 Ben At93
David Lessard
Remember when the earth was flat,
and Santa Claus was real?
when you were young and innocent,
before you learned to steal?

When ghouls walked down the street,
one cold October night,
and bats were known to **** your blood,
in one big, scary bite?

When the fairy took your tooth,
left a coin right in your bed;
underneath your pillow,
right beside your head?

When you found bright colored eggs,
hidden by the Easter Bunny;
who really was your Uncle Ben,
you thought that pretty funny.

They warped your little mind,
by imaginary things;
today you know reality,
and what tomorrow brings.

No Santa Claus, no ghouls,
no bloodsucking bats, no bunny;
life's a struggle to survive,
and that's not very funny.
 Oct 2016 Ben At93
David Lessard
Just a little while with love,
just a time with pleasure;
just moments in the sun,
laughter, without measure.

Just a walk down memory's lane,
with pieces of a dream;
with fragments of a song,
with life's fast, fleeting scene.

Just a blink of sweet delight,
with romance and with you;
scattered pieces of a heart,
from folks who once, I knew.

Just a shadow from the sun,
that quickly fades in space;
just the lingering perfume,
of the earth's sweet face.

Just a flicker of the past,
when life was always grand;
when in love's embrace,
you softly took my hand.
 Oct 2016 Ben At93
David Lessard
I'm dressed in blue and green today,
the colors of the mighty sea;
the color of the earth and sky,
flow in my veins through me.

Bicyclists climb distant hills,
'neath clouds of silver-grey:
bright dots among the landscape,
pedaling their hearts away.

I've never seen the grass this high,
nor so many shrubs in bloom;
Queen Anne's lace, lupine flowers,
dance in a breezy tune.

The monsoon rains have come,
with all it's frightful power;
with hard and driving force,
instead of just a shower.

Half a year's total comes quite fast,
flash flooding in dry creeks;
but nothing escapes water,
as it's own level it soon seeks.

Then the sun regains its throne,
once more, the sunny reign;
dispelling all dark clouds,
over shadowed plain.
Do you even miss me, mom?
Do you remember the way I smile.

You'll be facing an adult soon
Though you left me as a child.

Do you know where I am, mom?
I've no place to call home.

Sleep has lost its rest
And I'm feeling so alone.

Do you still want me, mom?
I'm slowly forgetting your face

It's hard to love you, mom
Though in my heart you keep
Your place
 Oct 2016 Ben At93
Naidu Chandra
When we were young
We used those thongs
Believed in every fake add
That they used to make bad

Want to re-live
The believe
That impossible is just a big word
But we forgot our swords.

Never noticed the cover
Cause we were in cue to discover
When we were young
We used to pull those giant bongs.

Now that we have grown
Those guts have long gone
Every dream died
With early morning fights.

I owned myself once
Or maybe I was dunce .

Everything that mattered
Are all shattered
Now it seem couldn't get any better.
Walking without umbrella in rain
Is like we have everything in vain.

We thought we didn't born to follow
It seems they couldn't swallow
The guts
In our butts .

Now that I'm ******
For everything that I missed
Thought I could fix
But didn't how to mix.

We never dared to run
Cause they had  gun
Yes we couldn't dare
Now we have to bare
The consequences
Till our last sense.....
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