Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2010 · 1.3k
Storm of Deceit
The tide came in oozing foam, and crashed along the rock
that lay  among the edge with jagged disarray-
A flood compelled by anger without warning or delay.
The waves that break the silence and the salt that burns the wound-
a storm not predetermined; an evil-driven shrew.
A conniving mess of jealousy, the tide will not retreat
as it floods around my feet and strikes a grin of great deceit.
I wish upon a better day, they say " weather permitting"-
the beach is closed and so it shows my hourglass is empty.
Copyright Christopher Rossi, 2010

Dedicated to a certain someone who destroyed a friendship that once meant everything to me.
Jun 2010 · 599
Me & You
A bond held so true
like the binding of a book
clenched tight across the
neverending pages of
love lust lies and truth.
Although most  pages 
passionately clean,
there always has to be a slate or two...
with at least one coffee stain. 
The binding aged with creases 
broken beyond repair,
the bond remains strong,
the story is still there.
A bond held so true,
like a fiction held by glue-
forever us, our binding trust,
forever me and you.
Copyright Christopher Rossi, 2010
Jun 2010 · 569
This Hill, This Sky
I climb atop the highest  hills
 consumed by ghastly clouds 
You save me like a rolling wind, 
that  naturally tumbles in 
and clears a passage for my view 
I raise a flag tall and still.
Here for you,this weathering 
will never wear my heart away.
This- you will come to find, 
like this hill, 
like this sky,
I am forever here to stay.
Copyright Christopher Rossi, 2010
Jun 2010 · 2.0k
These pair of jeans don't fit round me,
clenching calves deceitfully,
determined to compress on me,
exhaustively I slice the seams.
Privacy, there is no need,
take my clothes let my skin breathe.
Filled with self integrity,
my freedom is my ******.
Copyright Christopher Rossi, 2010
Jun 2010 · 1.6k
The Bearded Man
There's evil in the midst of life,
he's called The Bearded Man.
He wears a dark silk cloak
and takes the life of careless men.
The Bearded Man I see him stand
He smokes a cigarette.
A lofty and delicate poison,
Born to infect without regret.
Roll your own or buy a pack,
The Bearded Man not care,
As long as tobacco firmly persists,
He craves a dying hand.
Copyright Christopher Rossi, 2010
Jun 2010 · 1.0k
Springtime Friend
It's finally arrived, my springtime friend.
A beach lay delicate, soft is the sand
dainty dancing among the wind,
I gaze upon her charming grin,
my springtime friend here til the end.
Flip flops snug around my feet,
our fingers locked- a love complete.
My springtime friend that gives me faith,
the sun doth shine amongst the haze.
And when it rains, the colors born,
my springtime friend whom I adore.
Copyright Christopher Rossi, 2010
With nothing left I sit my *** alone in a chair.
The table stands naked-  ashamed in the room, while I pour myself a glass.
A dull light shines upon the wooden fixture.
All the lonliness in the world stirred into the mixture.
There, a glass of satisfying
sedation I cannot seem to hold.
The ground cracks,
I can feel the separation.
My brain aches,
there's no mistake of despiration.
The bottle pours,
a thirsty cause,
JD please give me salvation.
Copyright Christopher Rossi, 2010
Jun 2010 · 4.0k
Her Capricorn
It's cold outside and the birds don't sing
when my birthday strikes me once again.
I shovel snow the sleet the sand,
the weather does the best it can.
The wind it blows and the gravel freezes,
Antarctic disaster pieces.
But there's one thing that makes my day
I'm her Capricorn in every way.
It's cold outside, I gaze from within
She steps to me, I touch her skin.
She brings a grace I cannot replace
this Capricorn has found his fate.
Copyright Christopher Rossi, 2010
Jun 2010 · 694
Please Let Me Breathe
Get in touch with the other side of yourself you fail to seek.
Your stubborness; the inconvenience it never fails to bring on me.
"She's dead to me, She's dead to me, She's dead to me," I preach,
for there is nothing left of me, I'm drowning in my sleep.
Please let me breathe.
Copyright Christopher Rossi, 2010
Jun 2010 · 1.6k
My Volcanic Heart
Feeling the pain
of tectonic plates
shifting athwart my heart, I say
unbearable, but she will see-
subduction will not be the death of me.

Buried beneath,
what she betrayed,
this heart cannot go on this way.
The deep sea trenches in my brain
distort and break my peaceful face.

The shock within,
your evil sin,
fractured to the mantle, this
conduction brings a lava flow
I know my heart can love again.
Copyright Christopher Rossi, 2010
Jun 2010 · 506
All I Know
I feel there is a poem
trying to claw it's way out,
as I pound the keyboard without grace
and express beyond a doubt.
I sense a light of hope each day,
because she holds me with a loving embrace
that takes the pain away.
There's a dark shadow that
casts over me as I close the door,
she returns back to reality
and leaves me all alone.
I believe she will be able
to come back to me someday,
She loves me so, that's all I know,
so I'll sit here and wait.
© Christopher Rossi, 2010
Jun 2010 · 728
I alone
There used to be
a time when I was broken;
Laid in between the sheets
I trace the swirls across my ceiling.
The angels weep upon my lips
that left the words unspoken.
I alone.

There was a time when I was stolen;
coerced into those selfish pathways,
blinded from the right and wrong way,
your intimate control grips my neck- choking.
I alone.

I was deceitful, left broken.
We had a loss of words, you see,
there was neither fate nor destiny.
I stand to fix these tangled sheets, unfolded.
I alone.

I alone,
myself and me.
Copyright Christopher Rossi, 2010
May 2010 · 501
Love Me Do
There's a truth behind the passion
that forever is unspoken.
This love is a token that we both realize
in our silent everlasting gaze,
we yearned for each other's heart
in a loving graceful chase.
Nervous and concerened; hesitant to turn
back and face me with a choice,
on whether or not you'd share a love with this honest little boy.  
And you chose,
as I chose you.
And I love you for that.
Love me do.
Copyright Christopher Rossi, 2010
May 2010 · 1.7k
Sensual Splendid
Find a heartbeat
find a match
seek a bright day
in the grass
she's waiting here,
waiting for you,
how else did my own dream come true?

Glistening fluttering
eyes so brown.            
the freckles upon
her cheek drip down
among her pristine porcelain skin-
a delicate sprinkle of chocolate chips.

Her tender touch
her delicate kiss,
I'm forced to lick
those freckle chips.
Her **** slender shape of splendor,
i swear I'll feel this love forever.
Copyright Christopher Rossi, 2010
May 2010 · 1.4k
Star Lily
There's a rainbow of forgiveness
there's a sun glazed with content,
there's a sweat bead of serenity
racing down my head.

Your gaze is overwhelming,
I'm flustered by the view,
your sweet smell compels me,
this is what you do.

There's a field of maturation
there's an insect of desire,
woven through your hair-
star lily, color fire.

Your immaculate constriction
consumed by your embrace,
lips succulent with passion
I love you and your grace.
Copyright Christopher Rossi, 2010
May 2010 · 2.8k
There is something in the way you taste.
Your milk-white temptation surrounds you
Like midnight darkness within the fields of peace.
I only have a craving to devour you.
The need for you to become potent inside of me
Gives me hope for another day.
A second chance-
A privilege you will never have the authority to stimulate.
It is just something in the way you taste…
© Christopher Rossi, 2007
May 2010 · 707
Still A Moral Man
Sleep well in your sins,
for I am still a moral man.
Non-religious to the pulp;
influenced by no such scam.

Clench your book; wear your halo-.
the fire shall burn out someday.
And I pray, you will realize
soon enough- we are all the same.

Thin white layers keep
my body tucked away.
Sheets rough across the edges
because my mind is disarrayed.

We cannot escape the
limitations this has caused,
we are brainwashed by hypocrisy
and hypnotized by God.
© Christopher Rossi, 2010
One foot in front of the other
there is no turning back now
I've come this far and lost 
my sense of time, honestly
the righteous path of decency.

She came and went and came right back.
I'm a sucker for despair and apologies, I swear.
She hurt me once, she'll hurt me again
Life is a continuous lesson
even when your dead.

Am I stubborn? weak?
I take my next step forward I speak
inside my head as dreams of honest women remain a mirage I cannot make

She came and went and came right back.
I'm a sucker for despair and apologies; too kind and forgiving.
This life is too **** short. 
But not short enough for me to be 
the one to pull the plug this time.
You'll See...
© Christopher Rossi, 2010
May 2010 · 751
Crystal shining eyes gaze within the rejection of lies;
The truth is all she seeks.
The truth she will not gain
Because a lie is all she spreads with her
Knife-like vocabulary- sharp yet dull.
© Christopher Rossi, 2005
May 2010 · 1.0k
Dance of Dismay
There’s only one love for me
There’s only one love for me
There’s only one love for you?
Well, I heard you had two…

It takes two to tango
But I got two left feet,
And I bet he sweeps you off yours.
Swept, but *****.

There was only one love for me
There was only one love for me
On my heart, I tend to choke.
I have abolished my soul 
my mind my throat

onto this way the dance of dismay
You leave me here 
© Christopher Rossi, 2010

— The End —