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 Apr 2014
Jack
Who knew when you left,
I'd never be right again
 Apr 2014
Elijah Almond
give in
its right there
all the temptations
love
drugs
alcohol

pick your poison

just be ready for the hammer
because it never ends well
about a friend
 Apr 2014
r
Sing me a song of rain.

Strike lightning in my eyes.

Blow a warm breeze through my hair.

I'll dance a happy Wood Stork dance for you, my flower child.

Pretending all the while that we're at Yasgur's Farm.

r ~ 4/25/14
\•/\   Wood Stork--Mycteria americana
   |
  / \
:)
However much
it may pain me to confess:
I appreciate you
much much much much more
than I like you;
even so,
you oughtta be grateful
for even so much
consideration.

If our Paths ne'er crossed again,
it would be an eternity too soon.
What an inexhaustible muse
thou hath proven to be;
so much more
than I e'er could have asked.

Ne'ertheless:
*******
and the various horses
upon which thou hath arrived!
In the end,
It was a brief
Affair.
In the end
It was a ship
That fared....
Too full,
A draft too
Unsteady
To stay it's course
My perfect friend
And listing
O're the force
Of winds
That ripped
Her jib sails
To shreds
And small pins;
I full of pain
You, unable
To hold on....
Against the
Winds -
"A shame"
They'll say
Or maybe
Not
I know
I know
I know.......

In the fullness
Of time's course
We'll see
Our time
Entwined
Was far, far
too brief
To be......
You so full
Of fear
I so full of grief
But we loved free
That is true
And love, in itself
Can beat the tide
But only if
The mainsails' true
I know
I know
I know.........

Your tears were
No secret
To me,
Your wetted eyes
Let me know
You'd -
Had your fill
Of heart pain
And sorrow
And sometimes
We need to go
Aside ourselves
To heal the wounds
I know
I know
I know......

In the playing
Out of time
I'm sure
We'll appreciate
That we
Struck before,
Before the sea
Was ready
To endure us
And so the
The long rock
was struck
And strewn;
We loved
Too early
Or perhaps
Too soon
I know
I know
I know......

The hurt will
Come later
The movement
Changing slow,
My countenance
Will remain
The same
But my heart
Will lose it's glow,
To think
We may not sail again
It is the
End of the affair
I know
I know
I know........
Draft version April 26th
 Apr 2014
Poetic T
Your love is a bullet
that was shot in to my
heart, it was a powerful
calibre, it exploded as
it pierced my heart.

Blood dripped from my
chest, red love was seeping
from the wound you had
shot in to my heart.

A hole to let love in, it
was a high calibre bullet
of feelings, and you shot
it with precision as it exploded
my heart. Now full of your
love that wound in my chest
I never want it to heal as it
bleeds love...
.
 Apr 2014
K Balachandran
1.Language

Dissolved in a kiss
their eyes created
a new language.

2.Symbol

there was an eloquent
black mole
under her lower lip

3.Silence

The unruly crowd
fell silent
in her profound presence

4.Delusion

Her lover, an anthropologist,
suspected her as a new species!

5.Take bath now, not for cleanliness

Her bathing him wasn't
about cleanliness;
amorous explorations aren't.
 Apr 2014
Jack
Your kiss is my garden,
where tulips are always blooming
 Apr 2014
Chalsey Wilder
The sun loved the moon so much he died every night to let her breathe
 Apr 2014
SG Holter
The Devil rests
Within the chests
Of men whose muse is Wine.
He wears my face
So well some days
His name just might be mine.
 Apr 2014
Jonny Angel
Nobody walks in the same shoes,
for some are beaten,
moth-holed & battered,
others remain,
look shiny & new
& to judge the pair
of another single human being,
is to play make-believe,
arrogant & haughty.

And by sacred-traditions,
that's a naughty thing to do.
So the proverb remains true,
never judge the shoes of another
or you might end up barefoot
& *******.
 Apr 2014
Poetic T
I am a second away from the
end, it was a moment that felt
like a life time, in that moment
I smiled told them I loved them.

I knew my flame was about
to be extinguished with only a
few more lingering breaths.

I thought in those moments of
life, of love, memories I cherish
and the ones I would rather forget.

I think of all the moments that
made me who I am as I leave,
I think would I change any thing
as I look around at the ones I love.

I know with my last lingering
breath, for me I wouldn't change a
thing, I leave this place content with
what life gave me, as I exhale and
now I am gone with a smile on
my face.
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