Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
 Sep 2014
ryn
Sitting here alone with people around
But I only see one person in mind
She is the person so fortunate I've found
She is the person who loves me in kind.

My head is spinning as I sit here thinking
My heart is aching for the girl I'm missing
My lips they mutter, words of love they're saying
My hope is wishful that these words you're hearing.

I feel this love in my heart, it's growing
To proportions of unfathomable enormity
Sometimes it feels like my boat is sinking
When I think of the undeniable reality.

This reality that I wake up to everyday
Keeps hurling obstacles that I must face
I need the strength so my hopes don't fray
Wishing for more so I can finish this race.

I love her dearly; without her a life I can't imagine
I love her deeply; I never thought I was capable of such
I love her strong; with hopes so high, I would pin
I love her furiously; never thought I could love this much.

She is the sun that around, my world does spin
She is my star that I always look up to see
She is my moon that so clearly I have seen
She is my universe that I'm traipsing through helplessly.

I've never stopped wishing for a life beside her
I've never stopped wanting for her to be with me
I've never stopped hoping for the a life we'd make together
I will never stop trying for I believe it's meant to be.

I have pined for her so, many a sleepless night
I have yearned for her through the hours of the day
I have craved for her; craved with all of my might
I have longed to utter the words I've wanted to say.

Countless of times, these words I've spouted
In my heart I've said them oh so many more
These words are strong like a volcano just erupted
These words are true for they come from my core.

So I sit here still with these people around
They don't know why my heart aches so
It matters not if my feet don't touch the ground
I'd still dare to dream and to her they will go.

Dreams of you I'll never stop conjuring
Thoughts of you I'll never stop thinking
With words so sweet I'll never stop praising
For the woman in my dreams, my heart is loving.

So let me be, you people; you never will know
You'll never know who it is who excites my heart
You'll never understand what makes my love grow
She's the one who had ensnared me from the start.
 Sep 2014
SG Holter
It's the way Petrucci's guitar paints
Itself with one long stroke onto

LaBrie's voice at the
Beginning of the solo,

And the way we both look
Up at each other with eyes that

Know more about Dream Theater
Than most, smiling in new born

Infatuation and goosebumps
Shared, that I know that I'm in

The kind of sweet, sweet trouble
That sneaks in through your

Guard without you noticing; the
Path-to-heart that has been cleared

By little things upon little things;
How a good producer uses

Barely audible elements to lift a
Song into grace and perfection.

Lunch pack made with fresh love,  
Something like soft electricity

Between our skins; relaxed islands
In a carefree ocean. Music, music,

Music. She shreds the fastest air
Guitar this side of the coast, and

I just want to stay. Dig. Hang. Hold. I
Have nothing I want to escape to,

And with the song that will be ours
As long as she's mine, and remind

Me of us forever after, I find peace
In restlessness on the floor of her

Apartment, as if it's her singing
*This distance in my voice

Isn’t leaving you a choice,
So if you’re looking for a time to

Run away... you won’t find it here,
Look another way.

You won’t find it here.  
So try another day.
 Sep 2014
Poetic T
They tried to make them extinct
Beautiful creatures of
Air,
Earth,
Fire,
Misunderstood
They are creatures of old,
They weren't a threat
Till like locusts we
Took there land
Nesting's,
Food,
Home
They use what they have
Flame,
Air,
Cleansing their land,
Never would they harm
Unless
Weapons were grasped by the hand,
These majestic creatures
Old as time,
But then there were those
Contaminated,
Polluted,
Perverted,
By the hand of man,
What once was pure
Its mind twisted to be a servant
Of man,
But I walk with the one
Never leashed,
Trust had to be earned
Till it was given
Then we are one
Avengers of fallen wings
Of the dead
Who never stood a chance,
We vanquish those
Put them to eternal rest,
To damaged by mans hand
Those who inflict pain
We are as one
Judge,
Jury,
Executioner
For we are the justice of the sky,
We set the wrongs of man right,
Be it the fallen wings
Or man
Know the punishment is
Trail by fire,
Incinerated for your crimes
Burn till only smouldering ashes line the floor
 Sep 2014
Musfiq us shaleheen
Autumn,
The fairy queen
I catch,
Over the vale
Over the gloomy face of horizon
Over the magical rainy sky
Over the fresh land after rain
Over the faces of the attract birds of autumn,
They have lost and found their hopes of love
Over the mystical changes of nature

Autumn,
Over the dreams those have drifted,
Floating on the white clouds of memory
And gathering again the little dreams of songs
When the mild breezes have blown
Over soft hairs and heart of yours
When the gentle mind has followed,
Over thousands flying feathers of birds
Over the grey blurring blue sky
Over the barren fields of yellow hopes
Over the white flowers on the hands of my fairy queen
When the thousand stir of dreams have blown
Over your mind and soul -  

@ Musfiq us shaleheen
Autumn, the mystical fairy queen that I try to catch
 Sep 2014
Paula Lee
Mourning is like a puzzle
outlined dot to dot
.------.
Time heals some
others not,

It's but another Journey
life throws our way,
We all must walk it
come what may,

Some will heal to sunshine
Some drown in the rain,
For some Mourning claims
the prize of pain,

Belief in God, helps a few
while others live in doubt,
For some the Journey ends
as it's figured out,

Like me the lines get blurred
the path not always clear,
but praying that God
is somewhere near,

Mourning is like a puzzle
outlined dot to dot,
.--------.
Time heals some,
Others not.
 Sep 2014
Jack
Poetry
Sent to trace
Perfect prose
Steady pace
Passion’s truth
We embrace
Flowing grace
Poetry
~
Written rhymes
Syllables
Precious lines
Offerings
Hearts defined
Forever kind
Poetry
~
Sent to you
Lavished love
Always true
Endlessly
Calming view
Forever new
Poetry
~
Hearts afire
Bloom this day
True desire
Eternally
Angelic choir
For you inspire
Poetry
My heart has been inspired
 Sep 2014
axr
her
I looked into her eyes

the deep electric blue.

She gave me her brightest smile.

She was my muse.

Her light brown hair

was flowing back.

She looked to the sky

which was pitch black.

She pointed to a constellation

and nudged me.

Our love was not infatuation.

It had to last for eternity.

Every time we hugged

she'd whisper my name.

seeing her in her mirth

was my happy place.

We were eccentric

in our own way.

She made me nostalgic

I couldn't let her go way.

Her laughter still echoes in my ears.

She made me face my biggest fear.

I looked into her eyes

the deep electric blue.

They were lifeless.

She had stayed past her curfew.

Her light brown hair

was soaked in her own blood.

I held her hand and silently weeped

nothing could break me

yet I felt incomplete.

I hugged her for the last time

her parched lips didn't say my name

somewhere down the line

I was to be blamed.
 Sep 2014
Erenn
The best love of all?
Is when you both
Found it at your worst
Because,
Through all the flaws we see
The beautiful truth.


Erennwrites
Hmm. I got inspired. It's not done yet.
But I'll post it anyway.
The full work will be uploaded soon:)
 Sep 2014
Mary Generic
Today I swallowed a hole
It voraciously
Devoured me whole

Insidious pit

And you
Moist pig

Fell inside of me
Exposing entrails to
This Gnawing

Gluttony for what it's worth
Is only a problem
Perverse

And what I know
Is you too are a hole

And two empties
Does not a whole
create
 Sep 2014
r
I should leave here
but there's a hole needs burying

- a mountain of memories
and a thousand miles of pain -
it still smells like you
even after it rains

At the table by the window
where you used to read -
there's a whiskey bottle
that I'm trying to put away

There - is a hole that needs burying
one of these days.

r ~ 9/1/14
\¥/\
|    
/ \
 Sep 2014
Musfiq us shaleheen
///

Falling, easing, pinging over the night
the rain’s shadow,
throughout the horizon
running between she and me

The leaf has reflected the inclined light
dropping her tears from the flight
nobody has meant it to care,
though I am in fear

The gleaming days have gone
I have made my passion too done
but she may be quite undone
and the fire of spring has made me to burn


Falling, easing, pinging over the night
the rain’s shadow,
no more turns can’t green her meadow
As if the pale sky kisses to sorrow  

The rains shadow,
throughout the horizon
running between she and me
falling, easing, pinging over the night


///
**@Musfiq us shaleheen
Falling, easing, pinging over the night
the rain’s shadow,
throughout the horizon
running between she and me
 Sep 2014
Sjr1000
For all the lady poets
whose songs are sung
who dance on fire
when the night comes
who are willing to
go to the heart of the matter,
whose desires erupt
behind the smile
who hold secrets
and shadows,
who can turn you
into slick wet stone
with one word,
one look
one touch
one tap on the shoulder.

Who hold you between
their finger tips
roll you into a
tightening knot of
desire and fear and apprehension
and
bring home your reality
far too clear.

For all the lady poets
who know you too well
who know that shell
who can crack you
in a moment
and never look back
or
love you into life
or
leave you child like
stammering and wondering.

For all the lady poets
who love you too well
who are with you
for the moment,
know your
heaven and hell
and
open their words on these pages
a sweet treat
a sweet longing
a sweet surrender
the lady poets
can spin you
twist you
and
put you back on top.

The lady poets
hold the keys
have the words,
vast universes inside,
hold on
it's an exquisite ride
better buckle up
hunker down
hold on tight
without the lady poets
I'd never make it through the night.
Next page