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 Apr 2014
SRS
I curl up into a ball
buds molded in my ears
and cry to the beat of the music
My wound filled tears
I try emptying myself
Of this anguish
of this pain
of this desire
to be consumed by darkness
because I know
I truly am afraid
and no matter what you say
Baby, it won't go away.
I'm drifting
and I hear it in my head
you saying "its going to be okay"
and how all I could do
was push you away
Feeling in that exact moment
my heart beginning to break
I grab hold of my beating chest
the musics ringing now
and as the lyrics
fill my head
of a song about love saying
every word of how it feels inside
I melt
deep into the wrinkles
of my faded sheets
and lose myself a little more
just as every other time I weep.
 Apr 2014
Jade
Give me love,
Give me your 24 carat gold smile,
Your happiness is my luxury,
Your love is my diamond

The way you play with me like a child,
Dancing in our own imagination,
Something that the world never understand

I can't forget the way you hold my hands,
You hold me, you grab me,
It's amazing, how a touch could mean so much,
I see heaven, I see love,
I feel happy, I feel loved

"You just made my day",
The things I said everyday,
Everyday... Everyday

Your pretty little liars means nothing,
I'll cover it up, cause I need your everything

I need you,
I breathe you,
I'd never leave you,
I'd die without you

God, He's a thief.. but I trust him,
Let me stay and pray with him till the end,
Cause I love him forever not maybe,
My one true love
Feeling all this beautiful things before it slowly fades away with time
 Mar 2014
R Saba
on the way home
i listened to music
that made me think of you
blessing each note
with my mind, saying
"thank you for understanding
every single time"
and i say this to the music
because i cannot say it to your face
and yes, i just compared you
to the corner of my life
where everything is sound and i feel safe
and yes, it is
a compliment
simple truth
 Mar 2014
L
A lyricist can hide her heart in the metaphors of her lyrics.

A musician can hide his mind in the chords of his guitar.

A fan can find solace in the combination of both.
Just a little musing about music.
**
 Mar 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Led Zeppelin, so dense,
Stones, neither great nor so bad,
Beatles, gracefully best.
 Mar 2014
Zan Strumfeld
While the yellow sun and the diamond sky
       come together to hold a revolution,
       the universe is sleeping

A little blackbird gently weeps
       "Hello, goodbye!" across the garden
       to carry the secret naturally

"Don't bother me, cry tomorrow," she said
       Oh, it won't be long 'til the end,
       magical mystery will follow the sun

Help! something warm is in the window
       it's flying through happiness,
       don't ask me why

Run for your life, dear rock and roll boy
       the continuing light will taste your slumbers,
       mother nature's son

Please, not a second time
       good morning, good day
       P.S. Everybody's got something to hide.
 Mar 2014
L
To John Lennon, wherever you and your twisted mind are now...*

I like to think that we're connected somehow.
Your music makes me think, makes me second guess things, makes me live.
It's amazing what your words do to me.
No one will ever understand what you mean to me.
Quite honestly, I'm not sure I want them to.

So thanks, Johnny.  
For everything you've done for me, my music taste, my mind, and my heart.
I love you and all your imperfections.
 Mar 2014
L
"Scared" by Paul McCartney

I'm scared to say I love you
Afraid to let you know
That the simplest of words
Won't come out of my mouth
Though I'm dying to let them go
Trying to let you know

I have to say I'm sorry
Don't feel sad for me
But the beautiful birds
Won't fly out of their cage
Though I'm trying to set them free
Trying to let you see
How much you mean to me

I remember the first time we met
Tears in our eyes reflecting
Something connecting from so long ago
It might have been told in the stars
Maybe that's what it was
It doesn't matter because....

I'm still too scared to tell you
Afraid to let you see
That the simplest of words
Won't come out of my mouth
Though I'm dying to set them free
Trying to let you see
How much it means
to
me
How much you mean
to
me
now
this song means the world to me. it's as if Paul McCartney was in my ******* head when he wrote this.
beautiful.
x
 Mar 2014
L
"As soon as you're born, they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all"

a working class hero is something to be...
is it?
maybe.
but wouldn't you rather be free?
"Working Class Hero" by John Lennon
 Mar 2014
L
"Mr.Lennon?"

five shots
ringing out into the New York City air
one whizzing past
four making contact
connecting with the skin and bone
that make up his frail shoulder

a scream
ringing out into the New York City air
the yell of a woman
the cry of a soon-to-be widow
piercing the ears of all
that see his thin body hit the pavement

a whisper
slipping out into the New York City air
calling out in desperation
trembling with pain
it is hardly recognizable
the voice that once called out for peace

"I'm shot"
 Mar 2014
Larry Potter
I once had a Simple Plan
To bribe a lady for a Kiss
With a Nickleback in my hand
And an Eagle tattoo on my wrist.

I brought her to the Linkin Park
And gave her meatloaf and Bread
But it had Red Hot Chilli Peppers
So she ate the Pearl Jam instead.

My tongue was like a Rolling Stone
As I tell her my Nirvana of love
I made promises with my Pink Floyd finger
As she watched a Led Zepellin flew above.

Her Metallica heart didn’t waste time
And she rejected me within Thirty Seconds to Mars
I treated her like a Queen
But all I got were Iron Maiden scars.

It stung me like the Bee Gees
Or a Scorpion tail’s as fine
The Beatles are all crawling down my skin
When she broke this Heart of mine

Guns N Roses were the choices
That were left for me to Root
But a Cheap Trick with the latter
Ended my romantic Journey afoot.
http://www.meegoh.com/
 Mar 2014
R
He said to "Play the Game"
but what happens when
two hearts collide?
When two players know
the rules and that it's not
just about falling in
love anymore?

This game of Love
would seem to be
so easy: just something
everyone could do.

He said to "Light another cigarette and
let everything go."
If everyone would play and
just let the whole world go,
wouldn't things be easier?

Love is pumping through me.
Everywhere inside of me,
in the cracks and lines
and veins and the sweet smile
I keep planted on my face.

"Don't play hard to get, it's a free world.
All you have to do is fall in love."
Oh Queen, isn't it harder
than that though?
Play the Game//Queen
go have a listen

— The End —