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 May 2014
SøułSurvivør
Every butterfly
was first
a WORM!!!

Soul Survivor
6W
God's love is blind. When you are His
He doesn't see your mistakes. When
You are washed in Jesus' blood He's
gotten a pair of rose colored glasses!
 May 2014
SøułSurvivør
Your body's a temple.
Don't treat it like a

TENEMENT.
You are beautiful. Remember that.
This is for a friend. I love you.
 May 2014
SøułSurvivør
...hard hearts BREAK.


Soul Survivor
6W
 May 2014
SøułSurvivør
A dove flies over
the stone angel...

feather drifts down.


Soul Survivor
10W
Sorry that I have been gone for so long!  Techno problem. It's good to be back!
 May 2014
Third Eye Candy
no gloom in the garden of death my son, just a hole in the sea
a late night snack on the sponge cake of transcendence.
a pristine oblivion. shackled to the jawbone of a golden ogre of rapture.
and the garden; a tip coin in a filthy hat.

on a corner with no street lamp.
 May 2014
Third Eye Candy
the klaxon carols of your grief belie the golden pipes of your madness.
the cherubs embedded in your lost happiness
slip through cracks in your voice. James Joycean.
the fugue, your discord dims, seeps through the gauze
of your field dress. your wound holds the root note
oozing Rorschach ~ Rachmaninoff
jungian etudes allude
to a deep you at the bitter end
gnawing on sweet bones to marrow sip
from the holy grail and -
a humble pagan ***. i greet you at the airport, barefooted.
found you
talking to a cloud
in your blue sky *****. it was shaped
like an anvil cloud in your iris
watched as you forged
lightning bolts -
fit to hinge
heaven's
door.

we had the same flight at two different altitudes.

and i loved you more.
 May 2014
Third Eye Candy
Polaris in the eastern sky, intertwined with the gallop of gargantuan and the heathenous whimsy of untired daily life...
the gross note of our chorus, rushed through the tube of time in long haste of a brief reply.
ten feet from each of the deadly sins, we ride. the callous pompadour of our fashionable hate
and the rake in the face gag, with all the right people
to betray you.

an asterisk in the tween of your teeth, with the casserole lights and the marvelous crushtones of your raving denial.
the most goon of your impunity, lewdly. the fresh ruin of your mind in the wrong place for the least why.
ten feet from each of the deadly sins, we ignite ! but yet the breadth of our complete meaning bewilders late
into the hour
of our
hour

by the minute.
 May 2014
Third Eye Candy
Doubt may serve the quiet one
who reads the deepest tomes
that languish in the hallowed halls
where learned men are known
the one without a master
may seek mastery, of the self -
scanning ancient leather bindings
brooding darksome
on the shelves.
He may comb the beach for pearls
and **** the oysters in the sea
or dive beneath the tide
to pry them open
with his teeth.
he may doubtless have to surface
from his labors in the deep
with nothing more than silt
as fine as motes of dust
to keep.
or treasures that contain the whole
his grain of doubt
conceived -
as lesser to the sum he knew
but now he cannot
see.

This one may surpass us all
and leave us to the beach.

Or scrawl the sort of question
that an answer
only dreamed.
 May 2014
Third Eye Candy
Burn me with your cold star
Singe my wings
if you would keep me
from your lonesome
turn me away
and i'll forgive you
every-time i return
to claim you for mine
and lovingly watch you burn
in Hell

just like you want me too
i'll see through you and say those things
that twist you hateful, and misshape
the way you live...

for nothing

but think it would **** you
to need someone

and then you'll get what you really want
when you let me
ravage you deeply
with your devils taking photographs
of perfect love
you wont be happy until your utter abandon
finds Hope

i'll never tell you how to think of your self as worthless
and i won't let you lie
saving you all that time to spend in truth
more alive with a fire
fed by the Truth
till if rages
scorching the stupid worlds you believed in
before me

before i listened to your sins
i passed you a note in class and the teacher caught me
and had me mad
to stand ahead of the class
and read aloud the note
and i did so
with my demons taking photographs
of one happy boy, happy to meet you
projecting to the back of the room

and out of blue

start to
sing !
 May 2014
Third Eye Candy
This is not the skin
of teeth
or din of bells, frozen in account
the knick-knack tick of keen beetles
clinging to the husk of
unborn eyes

and
this can't be
the dread of dread
or night's opposable moon-
so clever in the labyrinth
Our random angels
swoon.

This
is not the frequency, or -
another hell, without
a mouth
or trip hatch, thick with gaping maw
yawning in the fiendish
sky

and this cannot be
the dread of dread
or night's recant of
afternoon-
so ever in the mist of dreams
Our handsome devils
croon.

this is not the preach and preen
of modern life or modesty
and's not the last word of it's kind
to crack the seedling of
the mind

and this
can ill afford a name
that can be writ
or made to
seem

and
never has it said Itself
and seldom
been a
thing*.
 May 2014
Shahrukh Zamir
We began as two lost souls floating in the air,
unwarily aware waiting to be united,
who could or would ever stop to think,
that I’d be the one to spend your entire life with,

A beautiful piece of flesh, heaven scented
God graced with a beauty that sparked,
strings on her eyelashes reciting melodies
to which became the song to our hearts,

She polishes my skin with her cottoned touch,
Drenched in delicacy ,softened with lost love,
Our lips bonded together like street riots,
echoing strong yet calm enough to seal my lips quiet,

Our eyes gaze ever last without once becoming sore,
I am not the man of your dreams wishing woman,
Yet you’re everything I dream t for,

And you know that I know that you know,
that I know that we both know this is true,
by the looks of you I fear your expectations
I lie down asking myself what I can offer you,

What would someone with so much soul and prestige
be doing loving and spending her whole life with me,
In all honestly, my life with you I visualized it,
God sent you here for me, the feeling I can't describe it,

Waves splash of matched personalities,
we dived and drowned in the ocean of chemistry,
your clutched hands rubber band my destiny,
cliche it seems, yet I truly believe that you were meant for me,

I daydream about you while typing Z's in my speech bubble,
wondrous, anxious, joyful, for we fit in place like a perfect puzzle,
imperfect I lie, yet perfect through your eyes to see,
eager to share with you my love that's deeper than eternity,

Deaf to knowing inside your heart is where our future lied,
a God gifted life from the skies who was made to be my wife ,
my burning heart lit with love for that only yearns for she,
eternally knowing that her loves shared with no one but me.

-Shahrukh Zamir c)2013
 May 2014
Shahrukh Zamir
You sink my heart down the ocean floors
underwater it breathes, yet its lungs are sore
you try syncing beats, hearts too torn to ever be restored
I see grays of its gravestone floating along  the shore

You make my moods cloud in sorrow
no lighting could brighten up this smile
like roars of thunder you watch me rolling deep
no tickles could uppercuts these weeps

You tear the smoothness in my skin away
from those rabbit glares and the silly tricks you play
our spirits were once willing now refuse to mesh
oh carnivorous woman just eat my rotten flesh

Your beginnings made this person drenched in laundry
with heated arms that sheltered warmly
now I am nothing less of a battered igloo
with a runny nose  too slow to catch a tissue.

-Shahrukh Zamir c)2013
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