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 Jun 2015
Sarah chrishna
Can't get
What cha Kant have.
 Jun 2015
brandon nagley
I went down Dixie highway
Wherein it crosses River Road
I saw a jeep up ahead
Flashing its lights through mine ghost

I walked around the old greenhouse
Now turned into salon
Than I walked up to the miny mart
Just beyond the yonder trod

I bought mine last cigarettes
A pack of Marlboro reds
I knew than at that moment.......

This carcass shalt soon
be dead!!!!

This feelings hit me once again
I knoweth gods ready for me to come home
I'm not meant to be any slave to man
I was a seraphim of old

So bury me in with the saints
White roses please do leaveth on mine grave
I think today's the last day
Thou shalt see me on this page

I'm tasting iron blood again
I feeleth it in mine lungs
Maby its just tooth decay
Yet I tell thee I'm not dumb!!!

So remember me
And let me be
As tis I say goodbye
No questions to be asked
So please don't wonder why!!!

I was sent here
By thy creator to teacheth thou
I've been through hell and back
I think I'll see it again somehow

But God shalt renew me
Now it's time for me to leave
I've given up the spirit now
Now Satan leaveth me be

Put daisies in mine earsides
Put a white piano in the funeral room
Bury me with all mine poetry
Yet I'll leaveth one for thou too!!!

The one that I'll leaveth thee
Shalt be a scripture of love
Always forgiveth mine friend
No hate,
Remember thy God above!!!!
 Jun 2015
Sarah chrishna
Sum chiks
Jus don no what day got!
 Jun 2015
Sarah chrishna
She said he hers
Until she break his heart
Than he wile be opens
For others to get a part!!!
 Jun 2015
Sarah chrishna
Sheas got hem
Tha man of my secular wants
I'll push anyone or thing asade
To get what dis prissy wantz
 Jun 2015
Sarah chrishna
I still wante him
Though Is all taken
At least I will dream of him
Covered by my kises
 Jun 2015
Sarah chrishna
He likes Spain
For him I haven't met
For one's voice I never have heard
Not even one writing from him
Though can't a princess still dream big?
 Jun 2015
brandon nagley
I got a telephone
Here
Go ahead
Take it
Thou canst talk to god...
 Jun 2015
brandon nagley
If she only believed mine amour' for her
Is real and all in truth
I giveth her mine soul
When she's gone mine heart is to
):
 Jun 2015
Sarah chrishna
He's taken
I hate it
Doesn't he notice a real lady?
No
Maby
Yet haven't spoken with him yet
I bet hes a fine catch.
 Jun 2015
Sarah chrishna
His kisses I want so endearing
But I guess I'm not his type.
Wrong or right?
Wanting a mans kiss that I won't get.
 Jun 2015
Sarah chrishna
To kiss him would be a simple measure
But darling,
That's just who I am.
 Jun 2015
Perri
Nothing makes me happier
than being a set of nonjudgemental ears
for those who have never had
someone to listen.
But sometimes,
the mouth attached to the head of the ears,
also needs someone,
to non-judgementally
listen.

A therapist also needs a therapist.
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