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 Nov 2020
Arcassin B
By Arcassin B

Lord please don't let me fall into this sadness,

please don't let these thoughts end up in madness,
I'm turning all my lamps off,
dimming my hatred,
easing my mind to heal my soul today,
I'm not okay today , get out my face today,
**** love in every  different way, I part my soul today,
putting myself on a lonely road , trying to find,
my way back home,
I felt I made a big mistake,
a mere take away from what I normally cherish,
wish these memories would perish,
but I digress ,  I'm looking for my soul again in which I find
roads of the end,
I meditate to come peace alone today.


©arcassinburnham2020
https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2020/11/heal-my-soul.html
 Nov 2020
Arcassin B
By Arcassin B

Call my phone ,I messed you up,

you say your sorry,
then we make up , forget our pasts,
and then start all over,
again we fall,
I know we've been through it all,
things you say leave me appalled,
in this life you only get one so lets not stall,
if you could bare  it all,
love is a complicated thing that only two young people can possess,
I was thinking it would be forever until said you can not stress,
You were so special to me in every way that no one could compare,
don't let me leave , but you just did, but I'm not sad at all ,
thats what you want me to be,
running and fighting a distant memory,
chasing the only thing that let me go,
pinching myself , man this isn't a dream,
you're a lot of stuff your heart won't show.


©abpoetry2020 ©arcassinburnham2020
https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2020/11/wefail.html
 Oct 2020
Arcassin B
By Arcassin B

Slash, dangerous,
Break in some glass, I'm your home,
The tranquil place, the happy place,
about to be drowned in blood,
Fixing William Shatner mask,
I carry my demons heavily on my shoulder,
Provoking me, you would also be stupid to get
close to me,
The devil's messenger incarnate leaking through scared and drippy as I ascended the passage of evil,
Be glad I didn't RIP out the pupils,
I'm way worse than messily cabin fever,
The one that snips Roses and tulips,
Like chasing after a relative that doesn't think I exist,
Letting them know that my legend lives,
No dogs live to take a ****,
You could get the blade or the fist,
Halloween is the day of bliss,
A devil on a night like this,
Wake to fulfill demon hour wish,
Wake to fulfill demon hour wish,
A devil on a night like this,
Halloween is the day of bliss,
You could get the blade or the fist.




I could feel as good as I feel , when I,
Let go,
We could make this right in our wills,
Feel free,
I don't know,
I don't know,
The horrors that await you can not illustrate you,
Their aiming to take this world from you,
specifics when theres rent due, they would want to
take you,
No streets , cars or avenues,
The hills definitely have eyes , we call them vultures,
Infiltration in disguise, we are their adventures,
A voyage , a play , a stage to be performed on,
This life is too fake to hold on,
Wool over the eyes of some , might as well put the mold on,
I wouldn't leave you to dry and dye a different color of your love for me, positivity overrules this tree,

Don't you ever think that I, don't love you cause I do, don't **** me,
It would break my heart if you , thought i didn't care, don't eat me,
Don't you ever think that I, don't love you cause I do,
It would break my heart if you , thought i didn't care.


©abpoetry2020 ©arcassinburnham2020.
https://arcassin.blogspot.com/p/demon-hourz-ep.html
 Oct 2020
Arcassin B
By Arcassin B

Crossing different cities,
mind state restless, I keep walking along,
Coffee stains on my shirt and i don't even
drink coffee, come to crossroads I'll never
get the chance to bare it all on, the fact,
We're in hell already, in the devil's country,
Who gives a ****, about it all.

Raise hell in the mother's wound conjuring some
Shadowy agenda for annihilation,
I cover eyes but they won't cover their own,
Can't save anybody, they disgust me , all of them,
bunch of bodies rotting,
Even with my own worst enemies I'd probably leave them out to dry and dye,
Along with the true colors,
Swearing that the darkest depths of my soul won't let the monsters out that reside inside,
I wouldn't hide the secrets that kept all of me afloat..

I am as strong as I ever was in my ultimate pride,
Feel like I'm on earth 400005,
Anger stem from stupid **** while staying alive,
I always walked alone , I am the Bill Bixby of Life,
Don't make me angry...


©abpoetry2020
https://arcassin.blogspot.com/p/demon-hourz-ep.html
 Oct 2020
Sarah Mulqueen
I miss you
Not just in the physical sense
In every sense of the word

Your unique way of doing things, its like watching a symphony of noise
You're either in complete harmony with it
Or consistently fighting against it

Your laugh
Oh your laugh
It fills my whole body with warmth
A sound I crave to hear

The smell of the top of your head, comforts me
Like a mothers embrace, I know I am safe

Day to day living never felt less mundane
Always helping wherever we felt we could
Exploring, guiding each other
Always finding refuge in one another

Life is not the same without you
Never will be without you
The emptiness, at times consumes me
Swallowing me whole
The crator you've left within me
Can only be filled by you

I hope
I have to hope
When your faced with decisions you can't control
 Oct 2020
Àŧùl
α
My past is so blotted & blotched,
Yet, I am living this moment.

Painful or not, it'd hardly matter,
Any luck with life, I miss daily,
I miss all my possibilities,
None have I achieved,
To time I put my ode,
Ever so desperately,
Dying will be easier.

Perhaps, I'd wait until my parents,
And then I shall embrace her,
Saying, “Sorry, I kept you longing,”
This time there is no guardian angel.
β
My HP Poem #1889
©Atul Kaushal
 Jul 2020
Arcassin B
"At Ease At Last"

By Arcassin Burnham

Hi, my bio's the boy with hearts on his sleeve and chips
on both shoulders with the chip dip,
with same old shoes from when he was 18 , thinking he could get
it quick,
with same old hate , some of it is received to him,
steady tryna' make it on his **** and do things right,
too hard to pick,
between the good and the bad,
you wanna be a saint but they steady treat you like an american
from Us,
the money is the problem with this country,
you really look for peace towards God we trust.
the shape of your mind is the size of an egg,
you only look for what you could get out of life,
and if the only plan is to end up dead,
gotta be smart , you must think twice.
you must think twice.
you must think twice.
for all that I have been in my life,
I'm glad I could find my peace of mind.

find my peace of mind.
find my peace of mind.
At ease At last , I could finally live in my eyes.






"Big WHoop"

I could see my dreams and anguishes,
seeing them as I go further,
your world is ****** in so many languages,
that you might be okay with ******,
I could see that music is failing to secure you from
all the bad,
famous people die so much , but just think how did
they get like that?
Big whoop right ?
do you even care?
is this fueling you?
take out your phone and record someone dying here,
do you know the stupid **** that you do?
Big whoop right ?
do you even care?
is this fueling you?
take out your phone and record someone dying here,
do you know the stupid **** that you do?

I manifest and push back,
the negative **** that lingers,
illuminate and attack,
my mind will shine like veneers,
take allegiance to myself , you should hear the words
I'm saying , is this thing on?
I should have guessed it , they rigged it,
As long as my mind knows,
then my imagination shows,
wondering off to the plane,
flying off into the sky, I'm too cold like an eskimo,
will the evergreen forever grow, i guess nobody knows,
My love will show though so
Big whoop right ?
do you even care?
is this fueling you?
take out your phone and record someone dying here,
do you know the stupid **** that you do?
Big whoop right ?
do you even care?
is this fueling you?
take out your phone and record someone dying here,
do you know the stupid **** that you do?




©abpoetry2020
https://arcassin.blogspot.com/p/apart-of-me-too-ep.html
 Jun 2020
John-Chris Ward
I’ve imagined killing myself.
It’d be easier.
You know, sorta biting the bullet?
Blowing them a kiss before they shatter my grin,
Can you see it?
Course then, I couldn’t have an open casket funeral
And that’s just plain unAmerican.
My father couldn’t come, my mother wouldn’t allow it,
And my sisters are all uninvited,
Because when black boys bloom we turn blue,
And no one should have to see that
But there’s a bullet for every name,
A ****** for every cop,
And the block is too hot to handle.
I have only ever known freedom as a figment of another nation;
A sensation I’ll never live to feel.
Truth be told,
I’ve already heard what you have planned for my eulogy.
I just knew if I kept listening eventually I’d catch you slipping,
Whispering at crowded tabletops.
As far as I’m concerned,
There are no good cops.
If there were such a thing,
They’d be protesting,
Instead of celebrating the life and times of another dindu nuthin with nothing on em but a degree.
Every fiber of my being is an act of protest, even my joy.
 May 2020
Roger Turner - Poet
You can call it love
That I know for sure
But, I think it is something else
Something so much more

It's a feeling like no other
You know it when it hits
It's when two things go together
When it's perfect, when it fits

You know the special feeling
It makes you feel quite whole
It's like you've been down to the crossroads
You made a deal and sold your soul

It may just come by once in life
I got lucky, it came twice
The first time, on a frozen pond
When my blades cut up the ice

It was peaceful, perfect, flowing
The ice and I were one
I'd be out there from sun up
Until the day was done

I remember people cheering
Those cheers forever will I hold
This was what I wanted
The feeling was pure gold

Time went by like normal
I had the feeling, but not quite
I found love, but, it was different
Even though it felt so right

Like I said, it's different
Because it doesn't love you too
It's not like loving someone
I can't explain it quite, can you?

Like I said, for some folks
It may come by them twice
I'm am blessed it happened
This time off the ice

You know when in a movie
The sunbeam comes down from the sky
And lights up something special
You know the scene, don't lie

The hockey was my vision
But there was something missing still
I loved the feel of freedom
But, there was something missing still

It Michigan it hit me
It caught me by surprise
I was looking at guitars one day
It hit me hard between the eyes

Worse than any check I'd felt
Worse than popping out a knee
A old Washburn guitar
Was hanging, taunting me

Of all the things upon the wall
All the guitars holding court
This Washburn said you want me
More than playing at your sport

I took it down and held it
Like the first woman that I'd had
It's curves gave me that feeling
It made me feel quite glad

This guitar's full of music
Full of songs to still be sung
Stories of others and my lifetime
Maybe this poem will be one

Most people get the feeling
In their lifetime once or twice
I got mine later with the Washburn
I still get it on the ice.
I wrote this for a friend who tried to describe to me about playing pro hockey, and how his love of playing guitar has been reignited.
 May 2020
Sarah Mulqueen
If the Sun didn't shine
And the Grass didn't grow
I'd be filled with sorrow
 Apr 2020
Arcassin B
By Arcassin B

Im'a
overall special specimen simply super sensitive to sunlight,
Im'a
god body at 22 leaning for no attention in this world,
Im'a
Poisoned individual just like my brothers and sisters living,
Im'a
moth to a flame bang loud like a shot in the dark , better duck quick so
Im'a,
put all my hatred behind me because I know my enemies won't,
you put me in a bad position , if you say you miss me , you don't,
there are a lot of faces I don't want to see , but I know I can't be like that,
everyone is just a memory in my eyes , I don't wanna go back, so Im'a
Be a different species , a different species entirely,
If you can confide In me.


©abpoetry2020
https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2020/04/different-species.html
 Apr 2020
Arcassin B
by Arcassin Burnham

peace out to the fellas, peace out to the ladies,
that think life might be crazy,
while carrying dreams under wings in a life so
unseen but their ways that they claim to portray
in their own grief,
angels sing so loudly to commute these events weather if
you're a sinner or just praying,
I'm just saying,
you don't have to gravitate or give in to the
words that I'm saying,
seeing the era of my ways would motivate,
but you're just playing, yourself,
bring my peace to the table , allow you to snack,
but it got cold , and your excuses for dying
got tired and old, you must enjoy that,
but things get gone,
friendships break up,
family isolates,
and you're all alone,
heading back to square one.

when your lucks run out,
everything gets cold,
promises broken,
and so is the mold,
heading back to square one.


©abpoetry2020
https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2020/03/squreone.html
 Nov 2019
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham


Your Pressure is off putting cause **** its alot,
I'm worrying about things like trying not to get shot,
use to think I was nice, you use to think i was hot,
Now I'm just staring at the corner like , can you
carry that load of shame and guilt,
might as well feel your heart to see its real,
sitting next to your friend as a third wheel,
we could have an utopia, your girlfriend told you i was good to ya,
Your girlfriend told you was good for ya,
you don't know how to ******* love.
you really did take advantage of us.

/

Stupid of me , Stupid of me,
Now you're just a memory,
a lock kept secret in my dreams,
but you couldn't get a **** out of me,
tired of you making a scene,
polishing the arguing,
I'm not too focused on the cream,
but you couldn't get a **** out of me,

smarty of me , smarty of me,
lost all your  memories,
took a new girl into my dreams,
I'm glad God made this freely,
look at you like your a joke,
watch out now , don't choke,
I'm so glad I'm too woke,

Couldn't give a **** about the words you spoke.


©ABPoetry2019
https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2019/11/make-utopia-apart-of-me-origins-saga.html
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