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Beneath my covers in the
dark of night,
I felt pulled tight. 
My pajamas and
underthings finding all
the wrong places.

At my time of change,
I was gifted a bed.
I felt freedom.
A space of my own, finally alone.
The eldest, released from the pack.

Revelation of delight,
naked under soft sheets.
I felt the coolness.
My skin alive, fresh from a
warm bath. Feet wrapped safe,
deep within layers.

The Dreams came then...
I felt their calling.
Whispers beckoning me
into flight,
to float above,
observe my simple beauty

Gently slipping towards the galaxy,
I felt no weight.
Nebula's Helix, Saturn and Orion,
their colors became the
pallet of My mind.

Able to soar with the eagles,
into the depths of the oceans.
The whales called for me to follow.

Walking within the beam of
light, I felt warmth.
Crystalline aquifers quenched
my thirst. Grounding  me to the
center of our Earth.

Of an age now,
that comfort has settled in,
I feel whole within.
Naked with my soul.

The sheets still cool
after a long warm bath.


Copyright © May 2015 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved
Remembering to Remember #2
 Jun 2015
Amitav Radiance
Sing me a song o' morning birds
Invite your friends to join the chorus
Let the morning begin with your songs
You flew from afar to make this morning beautiful
Your songs will stay in my heart forever
You bring the distant dreams near me
Making my heart hopeful
I shall also give wings to my dreams
Please carry my dreams to distant lands
Paint an artistic pattern across the lovely blue sky
I will wait for your return o’ messenger
For now let me drown in this beautiful ambience
My heart wants to get up and dance
My feet will match the rhythm of your songs
 Jun 2015
brandon nagley
In dark
And in light
In day
And in night


Through a cry
Through a laugh
Through a window on a desk

In a blessing of disguise
Through hideous moan
Of the most tearful cry

In the rain of heavens sky

Through a pupil of a queens diamond like eyes

We all have feelings
We all feeleth pain
Through the sewage pipe
Of the bludgeoned insane

In a coffin
In a grave
Through a mother or father
Of the most pitiful pain

To a lost child
In another country
A brother or sister
Feeding family so much,
Love

Feeding the hungry

Through thy dreams
In thy death
Beyond the hurt
And through the blessed

In the stripes of a slave
In an escapee in a cave

Through someone so lonely
Lonely like me

Mostly through the loss
The blind
And those who canst now see

Beauty now shines through a frown
Only to make all kings and Queen's

So next time

When thou openeth thy eyes
Take a look at the beauty
That lies in between

Between thou and me
Every god created sea
Every earth quake
And Hollywood's lost dreams

Make everything love
Not make believe

BUT A GOD INDUCED REALITY!!!!!!
Old poetry from about 3 years ago lol enjoy ():
 Jun 2015
CA Guilfoyle
The mad allure
the bite, the cure
haste and taste of you
splendorous kiss
sudden slip, we drip
wet in rivulets
of sweat

Our flaming fire
swallowed by desire
a gathering storm
so calmly warm, just before
the fall, the come hither call
that pours and pours
drops of diaphanous rain
 Jun 2015
CA Guilfoyle
Here we sleep under star flowers
a flash of meteor showers
our room a fire light - full bloom
sigh and breath of moon
we travel nights like this
in a sky of sparkling jewels
swim and dream, float
in shimmering pools.
 Jun 2015
Pax

I’m strong enough not to let you see me fall apart
So I hide my cries between my sighs.

I’m strong enough to stand alone against the cold landscape
So I hide my sadness between fake faces.

I crave, I starve, I wonder
And get lost in the process.
Then end up getting back to where I started.

How far will I stay strong?
How far will I carry along this dying song?
When will I ever belong?
......

..
.

I always talk on how poetry is an embark journey of mine. But more often I came back with recurring questions. I can say “I’m strong enough” but for how long, how far long will I go, or how much more I can take… big sighs…
love that nice girl
skin dark wild
pink lips when curl
look like child.

can't just move eyes
cast them long
feel like hope rise
fill with song.

when runs fawn feet
winds soar wing
hear then love beat
soft tune sing.

she's that girl
core rich wine
hair with dark curl
mind gold mine.
#four-letter-word
 Jun 2015
LycanTheThrope
I hated this
I didn't want to hurt you
But you wouldn't stop
     "Stop, please wait. I just want to talk." I called out to you
You turned your head to look back at me
     "Why should I?"
I wanted to scream it to the stars
     Because I love you.
I just lowered my gaze
     "We need to talk."
     "I don't want you to hurt me." Your voice was barely above a whisper
    Neither do I.
I took a step closer
But you retaliated in fear
     "Stop now Lycan! I can't do this." You yelled
It stung
     "Careful, you're treading on ice" I lowered my voice to a growl
     "You wouldn't do anything. I know you. You're predictable"
Plunge the knife into my back an twist
     "I'm anything but." I couldn't cage this anger.
You laughed, in a sad sorrowful way, but it was colder than anything I've ever encountered.
     "You're just waiting to be tamed, right?"
Snap, snap

I looked straight into your eyes, which were now bursting with the reflected gold of my own.
      "Run." I whispered. Only seconds where left.
    "Why?" You didn't understand.
       "Run for your life, Rin." I was struggling now
Fear dawned on you. You turned tail and ran.

                                    "The ice just broke." I whispered to myself

Before beginning the chase.
Set me off why don't you


© Copywrite Lycan
 Jun 2015
Keva Minus
To him,

She was the sun☼

that covered his sky.

And that's the story behind his darkness❤
By: Keva Minus ©
 Jun 2015
SøułSurvivør
Le-YAND-de-ska nor E' des ke'

Noor-eil-to-DOE-do keel EH DOOR TE'

Te' oor! Te' OOR! Ma-OOR-de-te'!

Keel-oo-de SKA noor ahn de' TAH- de'

Pooh-EH-nes-yel-ta-do

Ne-EST-TA DE' ?!!!


Le-END-de-SKA noor E'ND de TAH-de


~~~♡< TRANSLATION >♡~~~


I am the Lord Jesus Christ.
I am using this weak vessel to speak.
She is afraid of your
judgement
but more concerned about
doing My Father's will

I LOVE YOU!

DO YOU NOT KNOW THAT?!!!

I LOVE YOU !!!
Though you do not hear

Be still. Listen.
And know that I am
GOD
I'm very much afraid
of course. I'm
SHAKING TO THE
CORE OF MY BEING!!!

But this is my prayer language
and the Lord wanted me to
share this with you.

I both speak and interpret
tounges
I have a great gift, for I
CAN INTERPRET MY OWN

This is from my
HEART SOUL and SPIRIT
 Jun 2015
Chris
~
“Rise this early morn with me,
so your beauty I may see”
~
My morning is perfect,
the sky crystal clear
A bright sun is shining,
soft breezes I hear

Flowers are blooming,
midst glistening dew
My morning is perfect,
my morning is you
 Jun 2015
Chris
~

Poetically waits for you

~ between ~

the lines of every verse
 Jun 2015
ryn
Under the grieving moon
we whispered secrets long kept.
Beneath the roaring waves
that drowned us as...
we quietly wept.

We spoke in hushed tones
of promises made to last.
Our cracked voices
melded with the echoes of a time...
of a fond memory in the past.

Water in our mouths
with words we jousted and lunged.
Heard only as hapless gurgles
and inaudible whimpers.
Unparried speculations
unsheathed and then plunged.

We cupped our wounds and retreated
knowing that we each drew blood.
We kissed with our eyes,
broke down walls
and welcomed the flood.

We wiped our cheeks
now smeared hot with tears.
Where did we err?
Who do we blame...
for dishevelled years?

We would never know...
but we must learn.
Time had shown us our mistakes
but our hearts had taught us
eternal love that burns.
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