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You give me
A breath of fresh air,
Then
You take my breath away
In one instant, then another,
I shiver, fear, then,
I feel your arms and I’m safe.
Your eyes,
Full of adoration,
Drilling the truth into me.
I blink, the world changes, yet
You remain the same.
As my anchor you pull me,
Down, down, down.
I thought I was afraid of drowning,
But I was really just afraid of
Sinking alone.
Your hooks sink into me,
Into my heart and my veins,
And you whisper;
‘I’ll never let you go.’
For once, I can say back;
‘I know’.
She lives in the dark
For her to hide her painful mark
You won't see her cry
Cause her eyes show no fear.

For her soul can't dissolve in light
The emptiness in her mind
A heart made of concrete ice
In show against the hallowed dark of her.

She questioned of her very existence
How this demon got a hold of her?
A haunting conscience blinded her eyes
She neglected the world in His hands.

She was already fallen
She locked the door of her heart
To keep her safe inside
To restore her innocence and be whole again.
My first poem. :)
you have not won
until you've drowned the sea,
turned the sound of crashing waves
into a distant memory
with your own voice,
letting your words
bubble over, and become
indistinguishable from
(and eventually
becoming entirely)
the salty spray
of the pounding waves



©Brandon Webb
2012
Hold on to the hands of those who love you.
Never think of letting them go.
Tell them that you appreciate them
When times are high or low.

Those who love you are close by,
So stop looking for what you already got.
Your blessings are close to you.
Standing beneath the sky so blue.

Thank God for the sunflowers in your life.
Sprinkle them with your water of gratitude.
Also find the time to stop and smell the roses
Because that is the right attitude.

Don't ever go looking for what you already got.
Your cups of love already overflow.
Thank God for all the people who care for you,
And promise you will never let them go.

Hold them close to your heart.
They've always loved you with a love that's strong.
Remain in your garden of genuine love,
Knowing that they've loved you all along.
This poem was written to remind all of us to love the people who care about us. My poetry and novels can be found at Lulu.com. My pen name is Destiny Diadem.
Never say remember
That means that it’s the past
Never say forget
Because memories will last
Never say forever
That word is a lie
Never say nothing
And never say **goodbye
I am a pillar of hate and greed, I steal what I want and I take what I need.
I assist with false hopes as I plant my seed, For I am a pillar of hate and greed.

Those cross imbeciles try to ruin my path, Though I cut them down with all of my wrath.
So this is to my friends and family and staff, If you **** with me you shall feel my wrath.

Don't confuse my games with self-righteous pride, It's behind these words I solemnly hide.
I take my wounds and move in stride, Though, again I stress, I do not live with pride.

From the base of jealousy it grows deleterious, As limp-minded city-folk pointlessly grow envious.
Futile lifestyles spending time so serious, When they're only growing more and more ****** envious.

The sound of a nation all heard in harmony, As they are broken in hope drowning deep in gluttony.
Cries left in silence though felt in agony, A colony of gluttony as our history's a piece of me.

With the thought of a loved one nothing less than a must, I've drowned in my pity, suffocated in lust.
Left alone in the damp, cold, dark to rust, Left alone to think, to dream in lust.

Through dried skin and sorrow and tattle-toned cloth, Comes the smell of a damper, more cattle-toned sloth. Cooking up and dying until stewed into broth, Everything's a chore for a dead-lazy sloth.

I am a pillar of hate and greed, I steal what I want and I take what I need.
I assist with false hopes as I plant my seed, For I am a pillar of hate and greed.
-2-21-2010-
all other ways
you're just pretending
to end this
inhuman longing
and longer than
the longest days
and that which I
say, cannot be said
they fine me alive
but only inside
alone in my head
moving faster than it is
is harder than it seems
the words I want
the worlds i want
from other mouths
turn away ears
to a lonely marquee.
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