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while i'm excessively giving
but you remain standing
so i'm slowly fading*

©IGMS
All feelings don't last
 Jul 2015
Ami Shae
finding solace
in reuniting
with my sis
is perhaps
one of the most
amazing gifts
I have ever given
to me.
I hope she and I
will forever
and always
(you know,
til the end of time)...
just BE.
I am so glad my sister and I have found our bond once again. She rocks more than I know how to say! :D
 Jul 2015
Megan H
It was always kind of sad.
She had a traveling spirit
Dreaming of adventure
Of far away lands
All the memories
She wished to make
But she could never leave
Maybe one day,
She kept telling herself
But that one day kept getting further away
There were too many distractions
Too many things strapped to her back
Making her body too weighed down
To let even her heart wander
 Jul 2015
SummertimeLace
The land in my head
That I visit before bed

Is as intense
As flaming red

If only I could linger
In the land in my head

The one that I go to
Before bed

Where everything is perfect
And hope is not dead

I would be happy
If to stay in my head

but for now in these moments
Before I sleep

When it falls upon the time
I feel I should weep

My red land fades
into the deep

Because I'm drifting
Slowly to sleep
 Jul 2015
poetessa diabolica
I loved you 'tween the rushes of love
          and downpours of ecstasy,
    midst windswept rapture for the ages,
'til the storm ravaged our destiny
    left behind crumpled passages in its wake
still, I hold those love letters to my breast
  whence those dreams of passion
       wake amid dormant slumber
 Jul 2015
SG Holter
I taught her how to handle a
Pellet gun tonight.
Now her eye is black from the
Scope, her fake fingernails chipped
From loading,
And the pine tree nearly stripped from
Cones outside my
Livingroom window, where our
Jägermeister
Cups made little rings on my
Brother's Longfellow hardback
Copy.

The night sky is bright blue this
Time of year in Norway.
Sun never really sets.
I looked up at the brightests spots
Beyond the moon, as she took aim
And fired with a subtle
Psstkh.

"So close," she whispered at the
Unwounded summer evening,
And I smelled her lavender hair
And all the warm outsides
As I thought of satellites and
Discoveries, and how moments
Such as this one would
Always matter
More.
The fecund summer
Seethes with songs and raucous hues
And winter be dammed
Haiku
I can't help thinking
That my legs are the size
Of wide ravines
Carrying ***** blood
Through its tributaries
I can't help thinking
That my stomach holds
Toxic waste
Ruining me from
The inside
I can't help thinking
That the darkness outside
Has stretched inwards
Corrupting the light
I once held in my eyes
I can't help thinking
That I'll always think the same
 Jul 2015
Skaidrum
It'll rain tears of sacrifice,
as the witching hour eclipses with my heartbeat.
Thuh-thump.
I can see shadows that don't belong here.
They seek the throat of my poetry.
Thuh-Thump.
If six months stole the kiss of Jack Frost,
six months can stitch our love back together.
Thuh--hh....... thum--p...
I will die, every day,
waiting for you if I have to.

.
Lie?  I can.
Lycan!
-_-
Same

© Copywrite Skaidrum
 Jul 2015
Lost
I feel like I'm five years old again.
Trusting the world like everyone's a ******* saint.
But I can't help it,
If I shut it all out, I would push them away again.
I am no romantic, but they have my heartstrings,
And they're playing them like we've never seen better days.

I wish I knew what to say.
My life's out of control,
I'm a heartfelt mess.
All this gushy *******'s gone to my head.

But I don't see a way out ,
My eyes are closed
I want to be left in the dark,
With only you to hold.

Even as I scrawl this ****,
I don't know what I'm saying.
All I know is that you're to blame,
But it's no one's fault,
This isn't a problem.

I haven't felt this way since the beginning of time,
And I'm finding that I finally give two ***** about life.

I won't give up,
Not on you,
Not on me.
Not on these crazy ******* feelings that I can't believe.

Because I want to feel this,
It feels like hope,
And maybe, JUST maybe,
*My life isn't a joke.
To Those Who Felt Nothing Before, But Feel Something Now.
 Jul 2015
martin
Tonight good Duncan, friend and guest
This dagger shall pass through thy breast
I shall be king as was the prophecy and belief
Told by the hags upon the heath

Unsexed like them, my Lady chides me still
For my kindness and uncertain will
Even as my dagger drips once more
And blood from noble Banquo stains the floor

Now in blood so far I'm steeped
Only can I wade more deep

But this horizon leads no longer to infinity
Steadily it closes in on me
Slow but marching all the same
Toward the hill at Dunsinane

And though those warning words I scorned
Not all men are of woman born
Thus proves the prophesy no lie
Live by the sword and therefore by it die
In theatrical circles the superstition persists that it is very bad luck to mention the title of  "the Scottish play".  Such is the power of Shakespeare's  Macbeth.

References:
Act I  Scene V  (Lady Macbeth to Macbeth)
  yet do I fear thy nature;
It is too full o' the milk of human kindness
To catch the nearest way

Act I  Scene VI  (Lady Macbeth)  
Come you spirits
That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here,
And fill me from the crown to toe-top full
Of direst cruelty!

Act III  Scene IV  (Macbeth)
I am in blood,
Stepped so far that should I wade no more,
Returning were as tedious as go o'er.

Act IV  Scene I  (Second Apparition)
Be ******, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn
The power of man, for none of woman born
Shall harm Macbeth

Act IV  Scene I (Third Apparition)
Be lion-mettled, proud; and take no care
Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are:
Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be until
Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill
Shall come against him
 Jul 2015
Elijah
It was love at first sight
the first time my soul
took a leap of faith
in the sweet prints,
most essential nirvana
the universe freely offered,
a sightseeing forest.
Prime echoes of forever after
as my heartbeats builds a
symphony of melodic serenity
I feel liberated
for my consciousness enhances
a peace of mind,
a piece of nature
recreating my art.
My heart is sanctified
purely surrounded with
nature’s calming energy,
divine connection so lively
in my spiritual activities;
burning the incense
to revive the earth’s essence
grasping the sage,
qualities of an indigo child.
#art #creation #divinity #energy #freedom #indigo #life #love #mental #nature #nirvana #peace #soul #spiritual #thoughts
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