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There's eyes in the back of my head
and fingers,
outstretched,
looking for anything they can

for something,
though they do not know what
A smile - A wink
A feeling in their gut

Something found, yet never read
Something that words just cannot capture
Their voice inside your head
The feelings of a rapture

A love, so fresh
that it could never be again
The feeling of new fingerprints
held tightly in your hand

A high
Unlike any substance can procure
Someone who understands you
who wants to feel what you endure

I've felt it once before,
yet no matter how I try,
I cannot recreate it
and I still cannot find why

Love is the answer,
that's what Rivers sings to me
But it's also a cancer,
and it makes no difference
what you believe
Buzzed freestyle after a really awesome night.
this moment
her eyes lay on me like two whispers of longing
and her touch, light and tentative
speaks to me of her fear
i would tumble the walls of the city
i would shake the foundations of the world
to ease her mind
but i cannot even speak to her
its a dream/memory
and she has been gone all these long years
Missing you dad

Finding my dad in the shadows on my wall,
Why he accept so fast god’s call,
You always been my inspiration,
You always act like my protected wall.

Am finding you in my empty spaces,
Trying fetching your expressions on others faces,
Discovering you in our use to places.

Walking with no hopes on lonely road,
You’re gone, and am living alone,
Bearing the intrinsic pain with no cure.

Now what god wants?
That is clear.
The pain for you,
That is real.
How I’ll live without you,
That is my fear.

Missing the air of blessing from you,
Learning your steps with a radical view,
Am at your place for work that’s true,

The decisions without you are all Paradoxical,
Your annihilation made my life neutral,
The game of aim getting almost crumbled.

Now gazzing your picture on the wall,
Reminds me your soft hand and my first crawl,
You always act like a shield for all my wrong fall.

At last what can I say?
Don’t worry dad,
I know your wife is alone,
But she is my mother,
No weeping no grief in the future,
We all miss you love you.
lonely memory love emotions
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