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 Dec 2017
SabreLi
There are so many things that I'd like to say
But I just can't find the words
And even if I could, there aren't enough hours in the day
For all that I want to be heard

It's impossible to condense into words on a page
Just how much you mean
No picture or verse could adequately gauge
All that could have been

I'll try my hardest to express 
The joy you brought into our lives
All the love, hope and happiness
I just wish we had more time

But how could I fail to mention
Your beauty is exquisite
Button nose and rosy lips, you're the picture of perfection
And we're so grateful you came to visit

Named for elegance, sophistication and finesse
You're a beauty pure and rare
Spread your wings and reign on our princess
Beneath your crown of fair hair

I like to think you're sleeping, cosy and at ease
And though we'd much rather you were here
We'll take comfort in knowing that you're at peace
Treasured in our thoughts, you're always near

And though these times are painful and bittersweet
We will always remember
November 25th, two thousand and seventeen
When you touched our hearts forever

Copyright © 2017 SabreLi
Self explanatory :( <3
 Dec 2017
SabreLi
Dear Tragedy, we meet again.
One day your reign of terror will end.

Why the cruelty, why all the lies?
It's like you build up my hope just to watch it die
Why all the anger, why all the grief?
Can't you see I'm dying, will there be no relief?

Each challenge you bring I rise above
Time and again but it's never enough
Your chaos I'll fight whatever the cost
If only for the sake of those I've lost

You raise the ante with each move you make
But you've taken so much there's no heart left to break

You chisel away until cracks develop
They merge together until fractures envelope
All of my soul, all of my mind
Little of me remains 
Bitterness and pain
I'll pay you back in kind

Why the deception, why won't you cease?
Where is my redemption, is there no release?
Why do you haunt me day after day,
And why don't any of my prayers keep you away?

The damage you cause I try to contain
But it's never enough, it's always in vain
I want to fight on but I'm tired inside
For all that I know I've already died

Again the bar's raised, now too much is at stake
Cos now you've taken so much there's no heart left to break

And sometimes I wonder, what have I become?
Is your victory complete now that I am so numb?
None of my soul, none of my mind
Nothing of me remains
But my shell will fight again
I'll pay you back in time

Dear Tragedy, we meet again
One day your reign of terror will end.

Copyright © 2017 SabreLi
I've been away from writing for almost a year now and I am facing some tragedy currently, which has prompted me to write again.
 Oct 2017
Eleanor Rigby
For his gaze a white horse
My insides a little bit
Morose
For his hands precise
Shiver inducing
And mine
Gauche disguised.

For the return
In the dream palace
Never the more abiding
Alas, alas!
Anti-clock wise,
Survive the fragments
And the lies.

For my tears crimson
His, unspoken
Ghastly flow of abundant,
Turmoil when apart,
Swagger at ease,
Dies and behaves
Their fears.

For us alone, the devil
May rise
Burial sites
God may reclaim
Two souls in one heart
Separate.
But they will not
Forget.


--Eleanor
 Jun 2017
Eleanor Rigby
There's a moon in the sky
And a few stars too.

Which of them is you?


-- Eleanor
 May 2017
Stacy Mills
O if u only knew the deepseeded agony that creates my beautiful poetry You would understand y I will die left all alone Left to my own damnation created in my own mind Rotting and festering for a beautiful rose to bloom n cover the truths while the thorns only dig in deeper
 Mar 2017
Amory Caricia
he told her it was just for them
between just he and she
but as soon as her hands
were ******* in bands
he brought in the rest of the we

little spirits, tender fire
a lock of human hair
she took a sip before the whip
dark presence in the air

the room was tiny and dimly lit
and the altar looked centuries from new
but how many demons within it did fit
though the bodies were up to only a few

but strangely the room began to expand
with the waxing volume of the living vapors
and a cackle arose from her smoldered left hand
now she knew the intent of her devilish neighbors

and she twirled like a dancer
a flame-thrower, flame-breather
the hot light in her eyes
looked for help or compassion

but her seeking proved in vain
for she hadn't seen either
and her body took up the form
of the demon's last ration
this was inspired by the plight of the enslaved. more specifically, those lured by a promise and cornered into *** slavery, and being stripped of everything by a monster that comes only to devour. if wisdom is crying in the streets, we must pray that justice will come to meet her there and the heart of evil will be overtaken by surprise.

a.c.
 Mar 2017
Gidgette
Snow falls on the Bradford pears today
As I sit in this window
like a store front, deranged maniquin
Watching..
Those trees look like clouds
White, fluffy
But they can never float away
Tethered to the earth by roots and trunks
If one were to try and cut them free,
they would surely die

I think of the way snow flakes cover each already white, bloom
Like they're making love, after a long parting
Only to part again with the change of season
A chance encounter, between the blooms, and flakes
When the clouds scatter and the moon shines,
The flakes kisses will sparkle on the petals
and make love in a new way~A
 Mar 2017
Alexandra Provan
Under the stars that knew no judgement
We danced on sands
We had forever been taught
Would burn our curious feet,
Dipped our toes into banned oceans.
Born again
Into a world without restrictions
Lifted veils on new dimensions
We had forever been taught
We were not supposed to see.

My love,
I've never felt more brave nor more proud
Swimming in these waters with you
When everything we'd ever known
Forbid all but steady ground.
 Feb 2017
Stacy Mills
My children are always on my mind
The God
The evil
The aluminati
The government
My relationship status
Dinner
Laundry
Clean the house
Loneliness
Go to work
grocery shopping
Feed Chika and Spike
I wish my best friend loved himself
Why won't my girls stop fighting
I wish Mickayla respected me as I taught her to respect others
I wish Nathan was closer
I wish Nevaeh could be greatful
I wish I could know true love
why can I think of nothing
why do I feel empty
I love my friends
I miss my friends
I want to go to Zims
I want to have a good time
I need a vacation
Why do I have to fight with my kids for help
Why won't Brian help himself be happy
I can't I help myself be happy
I'm always up and down
I'm pretty today
I wonder if I work the bar this weekend
What is so wrong with me I'm undateable
I have so much **** to do where do I start
**** I've a dysfunctional crazy family
I wish someone would take me by the throat throw me down pin me to the bed and **** me like they can't help but want me so bad
I miss some of my old friends
I love long hot baths
I wish it where summer all the time
I wish I saw my parents more
There's never enough time
Why am I so alone
Why am I so uncontented
I want to cut but I wont
What is my porpoise
I hope I don't **** my kids up too bad
I want to die but cant
God, I know you can hear me; please help me
I wish I was good enough
I wish I was loved as much as I love
Frogs are cool
I'm Batman
I'm Edgar Allan Poe
I'm Tim Burton
I'm Melanie Martinez
I'm so **** shy
Why can't I let any one in
Why am I broken
I hope my kids make it further in life than I do
I wish I had all the answers
I wish someone could tell me what I need to do and help to do it
I wish I where on a kayak right now
I don't want to be single anymore
I'm over whelmed
I'm under-stimulated
I'm empty
I'm a slob
I have too many shoes
I'm a very fortunate and lucky person
I have more than most
Will anything ever be enough to make me content
I just want to be left alone
I want someone to cuddle
I'm such a **** contradiction
I wish my brother...  Many things  starting with that he wasn't such a fool and that he wouldn't have alienated the family
I wish I had some candy
I think I'm tired
I hope my girls had fun at the game
I'm going to bed now
Maybe I'll have more to tell tomorrow
I doubt it though
I never finish anything
 Feb 2017
Stacy Mills
IDK,  I guess I just need to write
IDK what to write so I'm just going to keep writing whatever
I'm at the laundromat
Doing laundry I don't want to do
I work at a job I don't want to do
I live in a house I don't want to live
In a town I don't want to be in.
I have 3 children I would give the world to see happy.
I only have two of them with me
I know I'll b single for the rest of my life
I feel this constant alienation dragging me deeper
I have an over nagging feeling of dread
Hate
Worthlessness
Emptiness
Uselessness
I can't seam to overcome
I just keep sinking deeper into this morbid mood
This corrupt feeling of hopelessness
I don't know what to do
I'm lost
I've got too much weight on my shoulders
The weight is overbearing
I'm going to buckle or break
What happens when I snap
What horrific actions will I take
What irrevocable consequences will I then have to face
The fog is blinding me of what is yet to come
The refusal to cry is making me hard
My walls keep getting stronger
Will anyone ever be able to get through
I highly doubt it
It's quicksand I stand in
There is no bottom to this pit
That's why I never stop sinking
That's why I've no hope left
 Feb 2017
Jim Timonere
She should have been fine,
Right school, good family, right color,
But she was at the age when things go wrong.

She began to feel the weight
Of weightless things
And the need to be someone
No one could be outside the cover of a magazine.

So the doubt crept in and
Muddied her image in the mirror
Then frustration took hold
Because she couldn't reach a
Place that never was
Or ease the pain of that failure.

One bad day, the devil whispered
Through the mouth of a boy who knew her pain
In his hand a pill, he said,
“It's cool, everybody does”.

But she heard through tortured adolescent thoughts  
“Here is peace, acceptance is here, belonging “.

And so she did and did
And when she tried to turn away
The whisper became a shout, then a command
And the pill became a needle in her arm.
  
When money ran out, she started selling
Pieces of her soul in backseats, or ***** hotels.
The devil left her then, he had won.
No more promises, no dreams, or hopes or even fears
Only the need for something
No one ever needed.

Her world became an illustration
She maintained with just enough sense
To keep her on the street, but
It wasn't enough in the end.

Her mother found her in her bed
Afterward the woman always said
“She looked so peaceful and
So young. “My little girl “.

Somewhere the devil whispered,
“Peace” and laughed.
Love your kids enough to look closely at them.  They need us in this crazy world.
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