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birds along the fence
chirping
twittering

nature's tender sounds
of sympathy for

this throbbing earth
if every leaf
is a soul
fallen to earth

is it so
impossible
to believe

one of them
could have been
mine
?
Come inside
me and explore god of
fire burning the world.

A miracle was
not the answer. The pathless
trek ends in water.

To live or not
to live like light
in eyes of moon.
He was betrayed
In the end
By the Gods of his youth
His prophecy
Ended
By the only deities he knew
Parents
The infant's almighty
The Gods of small children
Hanging like
The mobile of life
Over them
It is all they born to
But
Bruised fists floated
Like angry storm clouds
Over Seas of battered emotions
Sweet red lips
Buttered with coated  lies
Whispered
And Whispered
Into the wind
And in the end
He was left all alone
And on his own cross
Was forsaken
By his God
 7d
Khoi-San
She
buried her parents
but
they ain't dead
she
talks to her children
only in her head
her
friends ain't hero's
still
she calls them best
she
play's on the hill in the devil's bed
had
lost her wings
to
its
vile syringe
she
dwells with demons
the
fallen
amongst
the
living
dead
Still I am looking
at the path, from where you
disappeared.

In void between
living and dead, leaving no
memory to drape.

The dust will recall
the weight of footfalls in
air to bleed stones.
 Mar 28
Mike Hauser
I'm afraid
We're going to isolate
Even further than we are

If we don't get a grip
On this sinking ship
Going down for the third

Being all I, me, mine
Where we spend our time
Inside our solitary rooms

This constant creep of self
Will soon be our death
If we keep humming this crazy tune

Our social butterfly
Has up and died
Cut off in mid-bloom

The once abundant life
Took to flight
With nothing much to do

But to isolate
I'm afraid
Even further than we are

With no flotation devices left
On this sinking ship
Going down for the third
 Mar 27
joe machetto
in a lagoon
of black dust
shines a single star

lashed to the
deepest wells inside me
I see nothing else

no other light
but this absolute

to dim my scowl
and unwind
my coiled veils
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