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 Jan 2016
sanch kay
i write this
|for you,
for me
|
but really
i write this
about you,
from me.
i don't think i'll ever stop writing you little love notes at 2 am before finally allowing sleep to steal me from you.
 Jan 2016
Mysterious Aries
Gray! May define a boring day

A life encircled by smoke

When dreams are so far away

And eyes was always broke



Gray! I have a story to say

About a guy whom to heaven and hell in between

Head suffer from purgatory's sway

The angels and demons within



Gray! Gone astray

Touched a gun loaded with silver bean

He'll choose another color when journey

If given a chance to ride, another lifetime machine



1-13-2016

Mysterious_aries
I called the lone parrot passing over my head

from the blue
i won't fly to you

it said

forgot the love i gave?

but you made me your slave
to repeat your chosen line
to voice your chosen tune
my life was not mine

so from the blue
i won't ever fly to you


she affirms the parrot escaped

but i know one dull afternoon in March
she let the bird fly away
being too weary of the chosen line.
 Jan 2016
Mysterious Aries
Where are thee my dearest friends

Who are in attendance during my days of fun

Right now I'm with villains cloudy sky and heavy rain

Please enlighten me, be my heroic sun



I looked at north, gazed at east

But seems I can't count even one

I searched south, glanced at west

But Lo! I see none...



1-11-2016

Mysterious_aries
 Jan 2016
A Lopez
There is a woodland in
My-
Mi-nd-
I escape there
Some-times.
There I find the girl who's
Thirteen.
Sometimes five
Some-times
I get trapped
In between.

There is
A foot-path
I like to travel-
I become to the ****-
Outlandish. Unscrambled-
Sometimes I think
This world
I
Cannot handle!
Until the forest in
My mind
I wind back up in.

This forest
Is my protection-
Nothing bad
Is ever
L
E
T
In-
Some days I know
The thick trees
Are just my sins
Though the soil-green-
Always refreshes
Who I
Was-meant-to
Be.
Sincerely a woman
With the past blown
Back in the breeze.
 Jan 2016
Bianca Reyes
To the world you're just a rose
To me you're my one and only
You weep because you don't feel loved
You ask to be held so I hold you tightly
Your thorns cause my blood to spill
I try not to think of the pain it causes
I hold tighter and you cry louder
And nothing seems to make you blossom
And this may not be worth it for me
But you still ask to be loved and held
But I do it and you can't recognize it
 Jan 2016
Walter W Hoelbling
SPEAK NOT THE WORDS
THAT SINK
LIKE STONES
TO REST FOREVER
IN A POND

UNMOVED
BY WAVES
AND SPLASHES IN THE SUN

THEY HOLD THEIR PLACE
BY GRAVITY AND THEIR OWN HEAVY WEIGHT

THOUGH THEY MAY GATHER MOSS
CHANGE COLORS
LIE UNSEEN
THEY WILL NOT CEASE THEIR PRESSURE
NEVER COME UNTHROWN

SPEAK NOT THESE WORDS!
 Jan 2016
The Wanderer
Things might start off slowly
But we've mastered the art of losing control
The act alone takes the reins
As our bodies fall into each other
This was more than just passion
I never knew what true ecstasy was
Until I found it with you
You make my body tremble
With even the slightest touch
But when it becomes rougher and harder
I understand what it is like
For two souls to come together as one
Guided by the hands of pure intimacy
 Jan 2016
David Ehrgott
She knows I don't write letters
Lucky enough
Just to send a Christmas card
  
Still, she puts herself in the game
Knowing
She could be scooped up in one swift swoop
  
She takes the risk
Picks up her pictures
She keeps busy
 Jan 2016
Irving MacPherson
kinda
like an
eccentric

living his life

with
three
cats

waking
up in
the middle

of the
night

pinching
a flea off
his *****
 Jan 2016
Irving MacPherson
You boarded that train
Bound for nowhere
That day at the station
You were looking kind of frail
I warned you that this would happen
When you burned all your bridges
Now you hang your head with shame
The price of the ticket was all you had
Your duffel bag full of canned goods
And a jar of peanut butter
It's hard to call your life a journey
When it feels like you've hit a dead end
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