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 Sep 2016
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham


Emerald green is the color of your eyes,
Simultaneously haunted cause the truths won't
Let you lie,
To the good I'm just a peasant and to the bad they
Despise,
Looking through the souls of people, you could hear some
Of those Cries,
Seen days likes this but I'm glad I never tried,
Had a dozen of feelings but always kept them inside,
So let it rain down for the loved ones who gave their lives,
If you're liable to speak on it then you could be that guy,
That motivational speaks,
That walk on floors that may creak,
You might have saved up for war,
The Lord says "bring him to me",
Got alot on ya' plate,
The sadness will make you break,
You say it's only the beginning ,that's the game that you play?
Will not be a playable content of amusements and masquerades
That has impaled my soul just staring into your eyes and although
You have deceived me , I still forgive you,
You better make your mind up like a restaurant menu.
©ABPoetry2016
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/09/silver-rain-pt2.html
 Sep 2016
Autumn
The shadows cascade down his back and side
Reflecting upon the melody of his voice that prevails over my demons
The gasps echo in my head from his delicacy known as a mouth
His tongue I am sorry to be crude quenches my every desire
His being infuses with my inner Qi
For he is here and now and I am his for eternity
 Sep 2016
WickedHope
I've been praying for a sign
But I've been pretending not to see
Claiming I can't read
Yet here I am, dumbstruck on the ground
Knocked off my feet
And there is no easy way to piece your life together
All we can do is have hope
And you've always given me hope
You've always been my wistful hope
And I've always been your wicked.
 Sep 2016
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham


If you're Feelin'
lonely sitting in the distant darkness in the
Corner of your room I'll be there for you,
If your mother and your family don't agree
On anything you do in life then I'll be
There for you....
I'll be there for you,
Saying "what's wrong kid"....
You got your whole life ahead of you just forget this...
Life is like a game , literally!


Putting all of my attention towards all of your desires
Learning from your past and forcing it a little bit longer,
You'll be stronger in these times of sadness just like I was,
I was the Edward to your bella , you gave me all your trust and
I haven't let you down not even once,
Skin so heavenly like the taste of punch,
Trying to see you all the times a little bit much,
But you can't go another day without feeling my touch,
Forgive me my troubled female, just throw me a crutch,

If you're Feelin'
lonely sitting in the distant darkness in the
Corner of your room I'll be there for you,
If your mother and your family don't agree
On anything you do in life then I'll be
There for you....
I'll be there for you...
You know it's true....
Like what's wrong with ya.
©ABPoetry2016
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/09/whats-wrong-kid.html
 Sep 2016
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham


Cutlery chopping your emotions into sections baring the
Characteristics of a maniac in an insane asylum for your
Pleasure just to see the splatter of blood on the wall,
It'll be a shock if you regret it all,
Off the wall , like your personality,
I am appalled,
Don't you stall,
Your feelings are gone,
Til you sang this song,

(Choir : for the children,
Love lives here)

Pink roof ,
All gone,
Stabilize.....
To be of one,
The feelings break,
Open your eyes...
Theres no peace to be obtainable...
I gotta be, what I set out to do,
When I am done , I'll come back for you,

Won't leave you behind I swear this to you,
Forgot to check the time , no time in virtue,
It's too late for me , but I'm buying time for you,

If you swear all to me , to remember what I said,
Your not a mystery , but you're in my head,
I'll do this for you until I am dead,
And the choir sings,
(Choir : for the children, for the children,
Love lives here) love lives here,

For the children....
Love lives here...
For the children....
Love lives here.
©ABPoetry2016
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/09/lives-here.html
 Aug 2016
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham


Finding peace wasn't in a time of having nothing
Left to live for, sitting in a box possessing four
Poorly crafted walls in pure disparity of getting
Out alive and not going insane when you were
Never insane in the first place,
Bringing up memories in your head that you forsake,
Everyone is Greedy and they gotta have their cake,
**** I should have known that my friends were pure
Fakes,
Man the rumors circled and they follow you to your
Fate,
I'm the Quiet One , so I came up as a target,
Even til this day I still in back of classes markin',
All the people I'm gonna **** on when I make it
Out of these four walls,
Dying to call my mom but she withdraws.
©ABPoetry2016

http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/08/the-quiet-one.html
 Aug 2016
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham

I don't know why it takes so long for me to get ahold
Of you,
Your soul is too lucid  laced with redness of rosary residue,
I have no choice not to be in your presence, this is the exact
Meaning,
I'm blinking my eyes and I'm going insane for these miles
That I'm entering,
To get to you,
You love is like a flute, and I'm ready to be serenaded,
Shouldn't I be the one singing,
I got too much on my mind,
Besides, I'm enjoying the tune.

/

Am I really good? Will I be alright?
Looking for a chance but a different fight,
You shot me down but I got right back up and you
ain't seen me In a different light,
Tell me where did we go wrong when the time came,
I was always down for you but you were insane,
You shot me down,
And you just ran off with your friends again , dang!

Always thought you were the love of my life though......
But you were like everyone else in this hell of a school,
I never was cool,
I wasn't a *** of pretty flowers , a puddle of drool,
Everyone was treating me like I was a fool,
Unloyal to myself like a plain used tool,

Am I really good? Will I be alright?
Looking for a chance but a different fight,
You shot me down but I got right back up and you
ain't seen me In a different light,
Tell me where did we go wrong when the time came,
I was always down for you but you were insane,
You shot me down,
And you just ran off with your friends again , dang!

/

Reds and blues,
I don't want the blues,
I was like heaven to you,
Cutting ties,
Done with all the lies,
When I say cutting,
Red like blood tombs,
Forget I love you too,
Dusting off my shoes,
Please! I'll stay with you,
Just make a move,
Check mate,

Fulfilling all your needs,
Like I outta' be,
Learn the birds and bees by myself
Through *******,
Honestly,
I digress,
Expressing through the trees,
Love was just a sleeze,
Picking enemies,
Swear that I was amazed.
©ABPoetry2016

http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/08/88-compost-pile-colours-3-poems.html
 Aug 2016
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham


He was a loss caused teen with daddy issues keeping
To himself everyday in his room with books of magic
And teleportation to get out of this town,
Missing the days when he was little and mom and
Pops would show him more respect as a little addition to
The family more like a blessing as he was considered the
Miracle child around,
Went to school with iron fists and jean chains hanging
With the bad crowd like the emos mixed with nerdy rock
Fans that had no life just seeking attention from penny
Pinching,
Pulling a list of ******* in his life at home,
Watching anime to make sure he was not alone,
The hostility with his dad , it was home grown,
Everything in his life was an utter joke to him,
But until he saw a that girl across the lunch room,
Felicia Stone,
So he asked his friend Joe ,
Who's that girl sitting over there with high heels
And that red shirt on,
"Oh her! Her name's Felicia, she transferred from Italy",
Blue eyes like the Argentina oceans and her voice so
Heavenly,
Make boys fall down to their knees as they appease,
It was like clouds and stars and rain in one room when
She stands up to throw her tray away,
probably thinking he's gonna say hey today,
Gets up , walks to the trash, throw it away,
Walks her direction, turns back around and doesn't
Go through with it.....
©ABPoetry2016

http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/08/cupids-voice-pt1.html
 Aug 2016
Amanda Kyara
Maybe** it’s stupid for me to think
so optimistically about us.

Us.

We.

Two different letters
With potentially two different
meanings.

I just don’t understand how such a
beautiful human being can exist.

There weren’t any signs to show
me how you felt about it.

Maybe I meant something
different when I talked to you.


Or maybe you weren’t honest
to yourself about how you felt.

But boy oh boy will I be honest.

I loved everything I ever had
with you, and I always will.
Read it as a whole first, then the bolded words as a sentence.
 Aug 2016
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham

To a box filled with rocks you are nothing
More than just a loose human being,
You pray to your false idols,
everything Goes down hill ,
it's just not what it seems,
Filled with all of the rage that you got from your
Past but you can not stomach dreams,
When life hands you lemons just take a breather
And **** back the gun and just squeeze,
Slang and suicide mixes but life will go on like
Ghost of the Titanic,
There are so many questions,
When will we see our end?
When will we see each other panic?
Blazing with fire and acquainting the seasons of
Summer and fall,
Learning where all your conditions will end up
With suffering through it all,
In faith.


/


This is a beautiful hell,
I wonder what it wants,
I wonder If it'll prevail,
have I done something wrong and is pretending right
Now not to remember cause it's kind of hard to tell,
This is a beautiful hell,
Filled with blue and purple roses,
The smell is like a Sunday afternoon just cleaning
The dishes and embracing the soap,
Thinking all your sins could be forgiven,
But your mind moves in parallel,
This is a beautiful hell,
Get me out of this dream cause it's certainly
Not a night terror,
Can't compare,
The useless things to the more worthy things
But I'm here,
In this loop garden where everything happens
The same way it was meant to,
No outcome to the issue,
just let them forget you.


/


Somethings coming my way
if its beautiful and full of love i'll let it stay
onging sessions have me in daze
today i'd say its not my day

Hate to be the bear of bad news but
I have to let you know that I got someone
To protect,
In my care,
I won't bare to see them hurt,
Their skin is cold like a blizzard,
Id do anything for them besides to leave and
Cross the earth,

somethings coming my way
facing dues without the pay
starting off on a clean slate
to do right by someone else is like a dream
of eating cake.
©ABPoetry2016

http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/08/the-right-way-2-official.html
 Aug 2016
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham

You could blame the system for your father's
Disappearance regarding for what he's been
Through facing all these obstacles,
I
Have nothing to say if you possess a dark past,
I
Want nothing to do with all your reckless acts,
Things,
In life don't make sense at times that's why we
Pivid,
It stings,
When a human being dies and has been put into dirt
It makes you timid,
Life's too short but it remains complicated,
Your family is torn apart , mom and dad separated,
The love you had was gone , it moved to another state,
You try to cope but life doesn't allow you to relate.


/


I hope that certainty cures my sanity,
In all of this mess,
I hope my anxiety doesn't lie to me then cheat on me,
With my stress,
Snap my fingers and the lights go out,
But unable to get any rest,
So I lay here in the darkness,
Tired and cold,
This world can't tear me apart from myself,
I will never cut myself on this rusty bumper,
Maybe she forgot to tell her lover,
Maybe he forgot to tell his mom,
Maybe silence says a thousand words,
Maybe salvation will come,
I hope that certainty cures my sanity,
When I talk it's like I can get out of anything,
I tie my hands in hopes that I will never see
The light in anything.


/


Sticking to it like fresh blood on a white
And tile bathroom floor,
Hiding my face in shame cause im stuck
Inside and i'm needing more,
Empathy to get me through the day so i
Could sparkle bright as the river,
Sitting in a dark room but i should be thinking
Things more clearer,
goosebumps all over my chest,
I need a nap or maybe a rest,
Stored good memories in a safe place of my mind
But forget the rest,
I need to know that this is test,
You wanna throw away the key?  Then let's,
Stray off into a wonderland where all the
Creatures consider you a pest.
©ABPoetry2016

http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/08/the-right-way-2-official.html
 Aug 2016
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham

Very nice! Good job!
Yeah you're starting to impress me at least you're not
A slob,
Who are you with? What's your plan?
I know I  shouldn't trust you but your taking quite a
Stand,

How you doing, what is up?
Not good at starting conversations why don't I just give up
Should I start ,or should you,
Glancing at me quite a bit in the last few hours , it's up to
You,
I'm just comfortable with my decisions,
Facing what I can not mention,
Things are complicated enough,
We just want an ascension,
Red strips on my shirts like where's waldo?
Sorry for random inconvenience , I need a taco.


/


I must feel lucky...
Winning you over....
Count the blessings....
Thank God I'm sober....
I'm,
Your inspiration.....
Ms. Can I get another minute.....
Or an hour or two.....
Even though we pivot,

Tight jeans screaming at the scenes of what's to gather,
Yeah,
Baby bear , momma bear , Papa Bear , family in convert,
Yeah,
Flowers blossom outside in the garden with pure bliss,
Insane actions with blood on your fist,

Don't make me take off the gloves in reaction times,
Don't make me take off my shoes cause my feet hurt,
Don't make me take off my shirt when we realize,
That your the only one I want for now all in due time,


Don't make me take off the gloves in reaction times,
Don't make me take off my shoes cause my feet hurt,
Don't make me take off my shirt when we realize,
That your the only one I want for now all in due time.
©ABPoetry2016

http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/08/the-right-way-2-official.html
Here I wait among the dead
within the shadows, seldom seen
with mind as silent as the grave
a nightmare tucked within a dream.

Though my soul be scarred and flayed
by secrets deep and wounded thighs
There sits a withered hope within
to be the girl from days gone by.
Really struggling with depression at the moment, which leaves me unable to write much at all.
There are many demons in the darkness and just one glint of light.
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