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desire
like pyre,
like
a piece of wood
i am,
ignite
the spark
with love
if not,
with hate
-- but
remember
deep in
is the spirit
of phoenix--
like
the fire,
hidden
in wood--
Any song can sound sweet,
if you tune your tone appropriately,
and add a lyric,
with a melody
and I have seen where there is a life,
there is a song
but some songs are not only a love song
that notion was a loop, intense, black and blue passionate song
was not romantic

She was a sad song
and I thought I would know how to make it better
like if I could be the only to love her again,
I believed that everything would fall into a melodious love song
but  I lost a few lines of lyrics
and there was bit melody missing that I couldn't find
and I saw too many scratches on the disc
I couldn't let myself be made no longer
trying to fix her entirety.
.
@Musfiq us shaleheen
scratches on the disc
Your eyes are empty.
Your soul is pained.
Your smile is forced.
Tell me your pain.

I want to see your smile.
I want to see you laugh.  
I want to see you sing.

I know you aren’t happy.
It’s killing me inside.
All the pain in your heart.

Please, tell me why.
Tell me why.
Tell me why a beautiful boy is so pained.

Let it all out.
Every little thing.
Everything, tell me it all.

Just let all your tears fall.
You bottled them up for too long.
Open up, and let the pain escape.

Let the pain, leave you.
I promise I would stay.
Stay, I will.

I love you too much.
I want to see you smile again.
I want to see you love life again.

Just let your tears fall.
Let your pain escape.
 Dec 2014 Bloomie Scott
Dawn King
My thoughts of you are like poetry in motion
That fashion an endless bouquet of words
As if it were some type of request from the Divine
Each group of thought
Respective body of
Notion
Emotion
Devotion
Every moment brought on
By obsessive reflection
Or hopeful speculation
Embodiment of manic despair
Epitomizing this neural affair
Somewhere between the realms
Of dreams and constellations
Callus realizations
Curious ideations
My thoughts of you are like poetry in motion
I'd rather know than believe
But I believe in you
Knowing you'll never show

Knowing I'll never know
Yet still
Believing you're all that matters

I don't trust things I can't see through
They're as trustworthy as I am
Solid, taking up space

Faith in God, faith in you
I sometimes have trouble finding
A difference in the two

Faith's a gift
Belief's a risk
Selah

I'd rather have faith than to know
Walking the mundane streets of this life I've been given
A little uncertainty is a good thing

So long as you're the central theme
Magnetic north
A lighthouse guiding me home

When I get there I'll know
Arms entwined, dying to faith and belief
Into eternal life of omniscience

Knowing
As we are known
Selah
One million eyes
And I am so self centered to think
That they are judging me
One million negative thoughts are being fed to my brain
But they are just one million lies
Because out of one million people
The only one judging myself
is me
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To fight aloud, is very brave—
But gallanter, I know
Who charge within the *****
The Cavalry of Woe—

Who win, and nations do not see—
Who fall—and none observe—
Whose dying eyes, no Country
Regards with patriot love—

We trust, in plumed procession
For such, the Angels go—
Rank after Rank, with even feet—
And Uniforms of Snow.
I have lived a thousand lives and died a million deaths.
And somewhere in between, I finally found myself.
 Dec 2014 Bloomie Scott
Sydney
Becoming myself
More and more every day
Everyday finding myself
In the sky
Trees
Grass
You
 Dec 2014 Bloomie Scott
Syd
loving you
was like having heart burn
on the wrong side of my chest
and doing my best to pretend
that still I felt nothing
in all of the places where
you once touched me

neck
collarbone
the backside of my knees

you destroyed me from the inside out
with such delicacy
that at times
I convinced myself it wasn't even
happening

loving you was a disease
that I wish
I could remember having

but now
I simply
feel
nothing
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