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Since I was an innocent
I've been a ***** and proud
each album loved, each song adored
and all played way too loud.

I lost my heart in Candy's Room,
while the dogs on main street howled,
I searched for love in darkness
out on the edge of town.

First love flowed with The River
to seal the Ties That Bind
our Two Hearts watched love Fade Away
as Mary softly cried.

These songs they are my heartbeat
and many more besides.
I thank you for providing
the soundtrack to my life.
Just a bit of fun to celebrate my Idols birthday, tried to incorporate some song titles, it was hard work!!
A cool breeze ripples shades,
as long shadows loom,
chill air a lovers touch
on sun drenched skin.

Eyes half closed
I float, 
dreaming upon a tide of blissful shivers.

Seeing stars, constellations blinding
as a universe collapses within.
Laboured breath
gives way to pleasure's voice unfettered.
My mind unrepentant,
as velvet is tipped.
I don't want pretty flowers
or jewels from distant lands
nor a glass of sparkling champers
as we eat in restaurants grand.
I have no need for riches
nor to lay on foreign sands,
I just want all my clothes ripped off
by rough and eager hands.

Do not unwrap me gently
like fragile, precious gifts,
please tear and break me open
with your teeth and passions kiss.
Don't take me to the bedroom
to conform in cotton sheets
as beds are made for comfort
and not for what I seek.

These walls are made for leaning,
and the table aims to please,
this carpet made for placing
stinging burns on hands and knees.
Or take me to the garden
make me scream unto the sun
and roll me round in morning dew
until the deed is done.

Take note of these instructions
and my sweet spot you will find
You've followed them a thousand times,
though only in my mind.
When you leave, go without a whisper,
as though you were never here. 
Do not leave tear stains on my pillow or kiss my eyes and beg them not to cry.

Dissipate, let the thin air replace you. Leave no echo, no trace of your existence, 
no backward pity glance at what might have been, 

**** the drawn out goodbye, the heartfelt speech, the apologies for the inevitable.

It's not you it's me.....It's always me.

Let the truth hang  above my broken form, swaying as the ceiling creaks under its bitter weight. I will dance to it's rhythm soon enough.

Then cease.
 Dec 2014 Bobbie Bachelor
Rizza
Things may not happen as you want them,
It is quite painful and heartbreaking.
I held out so much hope
But things still ended quite badly.
I expected so much but it all went down.

I could feel my eyes well up with tears,
The pain in my heart manifested itself,
I have gone lightheaded,
I could feel my heart breaking,
it hurts and I just want it to stop

I have felt this many times before
Why is it much painful than I remembered?
I would often ask myself,
Of the things I have been wrong about.

Was it something I said?
Was it something I did or did not do?
Was it because of my appearance?
Was it because of me?

Then I thought that maybe,
Just maybe, it's not meant to be.

I could only just let things go,
And just move on,
Let time heal my heart..

For now, I'll just cry these tears
and hope for the best.
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