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 Mar 2016 Christopher Lowe
AM
though he stares into my eyes
never he finds everything
he's looking for
in me

I wish he does
I wish he does
All she was left with
was a bunch of memories
All she was left with
Shadows and the storms within

So there she was
Sobbing, weeping
and secretly waiting
for a shoulder to lean

Time doesn't seemed to care
nor did the people
Days were taken granted for
and all the voices went feeble

Looking through the window one day
she realized that the panes had turned to dust
Looking at her body lay
with mind and heart turned to rust

Clouds had gathered that night
and rain fell with all its might
Cleansing the ground - and
cleansing her mind

The smell of the earth
reminded of the fragrance of hers
sand she started searching for the old her within

Just with the silver lightning struck
a lighting in her mind
and she stood to realize

Standing up walking is real happiness
searching within gives answers
helping self is more useful!!

So, there she stood
A woman who can reach heights!!
And for her history awaits!!
 Mar 2016 Christopher Lowe
r
She is an atlas
her eyes deepest
and darkest Africa

Unfolded I hold her
tracing the source
of her diamonds and gold

In search of the motherload.
 Mar 2016 Christopher Lowe
dream
Maybe he really didn't loved you
Maybe he was just tired of being alone
Maybe he just needed someone to talk to
Maybe he just needed somebody to be there for him everyday
Maybe he just wanted someone to be there when he's down
Maybe he needs to get out of loneliness and he found it with you
Maybe he really didn't loved you
Maybe he doesn't really want you
And so maybe you can keep this in mind that maybe is a yes
 Mar 2016 Christopher Lowe
Venny
I found myself and lost you.
I let go of your hurt,  found my strength anew. Picking my pieces up off the floor,  realizing you mean nothing anymore. You were an addiction,  a haunting, an affliction.  A monster terrorizing me and, my pride that had given up helping my needs.  Depriving me and calling it love. And there are sometimes I'm completely ashamed, my strength in vain.  Because I look for you...the monster under my bed that hasn't yet truly left my head.
tears in my eyes, my version blur,
my heart pounds, my body shivers,
push myself to the edge,
for them,
I must....

many thoughts in their mind,
innocent faces, can not hide,
I see...

one and only thing left in my mind
for them, I must....


(c) Ko Win Khine aka. D Hlaine (May 25th, 2011.  NYC)
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