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 May 2016
Cat Fiske
Like a candle we all shrink away,
and are left in a pool of our own mess,
but I collected up the wax,
to make the broken things new,
and that's when my candle holder shattered,
and you can't fix things like broken glass,
the same way you can with old used wax,
it has to stay broken,
because you can't mend all broken things.
 Apr 2016
brandon nagley
i.

As she's in the land of Nod,
rustling azaleas in her
ancestral awe. She don's
the ensemble for the next
morrow.

ii.

Her body like a cradle
Rocks back and forth
As a swaddling babe;
She's musing of ourn
Meeting, and it's
Patient way's.

iii.

Tis I as well who see-
saw's in mine bed,
Pretending she is
Next to me, swaying
the thread's, peeping
out mine window,
Awaiting her wake;
Counting down the
Hour's, to seeith
Mine Angel's
Face.



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley ( àgapi mou dedication)
Land of nod- state of sleep.
Don or Don's- means put on (an item of clothing)....
Morrow- following day.
Ensemble- set of clothes chosen to harmonize when worn together.
Swaddling- wrap (someone, especially a baby) in garments or cloth.
Musing- thinking.
Tis- it is...

Note- will have this on SoundCloud in few hours if you care to listen to it lol thanks friends and supporters for everything ...
 Mar 2016
Cat Fiske
Almost jumped off that bridge,
sadly I wish I did.

instead I found some relief in *** cigs,
and used to help me forget,

I held my breath to calm down,
until tomorrow came around.
been mylife the last 2 months.
 Feb 2016
Cat Fiske
_________

shake, cold, ****

Make me believe these forgeries spitting off your tongue,
thinking I am someone to purely award you my love.
when you're nothing more then trash


no, stop, crys,

"Make me?"
make you not take the vial of my youth, you hold it,
worthless to me, but worth everything you still hold over me.


years, passed, two,

Make the memories go away,
of all the things from that awful day,
you hold nothing and everything over me,


black-out, leg-spaz, cry-now,

Make me lose control of myself,
"do you really know yourself?
what is happening to you?"


count, tiles, breathe,

Makes me know the length and width
of every ceiling, every floor, every wall, of every room,
I'm stuck inside of as I struggle to just breathe,


in, and, out,

makes me wonder why I can't do these simple things,
makes me remember all my other flaws and mistakes,
makes it even harder to breathe,


please, help, me,

Make me look someone down,
and beg with my eyes,
for help, for something


giving, trust, hard,

makes it look easy when its not,
I can say it all that I want,
but do I mean it?.


Talk, to, me,

Make me tell you what is wrong,
tell me what to say,
tell me its okay when its not,


it's, not, okay,

make me argue with you,
make me have to tell you the truth,
my past and pain,


you're, just, helping,

Make me help myself,
make me learn to do things I need on my own,
Make me not feel bad for getting help.


you, did, good

Make sure I tell myself,
"because no one else is there to tell you,
how good you did for getting through,"


I, Make, Me

**make myself do the things I need,
I no longer rely on you or anyone for these,
I'm not a child anymore sweetie,
 Jan 2016
Cat Fiske
__
stop.

don't give in,
don't let them,
make your worst dreams,
come out,


shout,

as loud as you want.
as loud as you need.
but make sure you,


stop.

before the demands on the inside
**get released,
 Jan 2016
Day
bing
someone you barely know alerting you that you're still not good enough
ring
a person you care about calling just to see if they can use you for they're own selfish purpose
ting
a bell screaming that you're late to a class that "blesses
you with worthless education and stress
bing
an oven crying out to let you know that some food that you dont want is ready to eat
ding
showing up to a party where all anyone really cares about it whether your high or in bed
sing
another song playing some meaningless lyrics about something you have no interest in
slam
another door closing let everyone know just how much of a freak you really are
drip
blood running off of a soul that is shocked that they're anything still left inside
shuuush
water running to wash off the evidence of a broken heart dripping with liquid pain


silence
**lying on a bed alone waiting for the cycle of emptiness to repeat itself when the dawn comes
 Jan 2016
Sjr1000
The Garden Buddha
sits
between
the
Rosemary, Dahlia and Boronia
fragrances in the breeze

Welcoming Accepting
the sun, the rain,
the star lite night sky
fierce frozen mornings
the snow when it comes,
the spiders, the slugs, the mosquitoes, the flies

Garden Buddha
quarter smile
whether or not
I sit beside him,
Unattached to all he sees
a study in the 7 Dharmas.

The Garden Buddha
being is all he knows.

While I worry
about this and that
fearful thoughts in the days and nights
all attached
to
love and loss,
fears and triumphs
births and debts,
what people think
will poems trend
whether there is food on the table
whether work will extend
whether or not I am part of the latest fashion trend.

The Garden Buddha
doesn't care or not care
about any of those things
his eyes
never waver
they always look inside out
outside in.

The Garden Buddha
stone of course
his smile
never goes away.

In the end, though,
nature will always have the last say
I can accept it
or not
Be filled with longing
suffering or accepting

life on life's terms

The Garden Buddha
will be here
long after
my last
dying day.
Not a practicing Buddhist, but have always had a fascination with attachment, longing and acceptance.
 Dec 2015
Dana Colgan
Ive given up
on you,
on me.
On you and me.

For you will
never
Be for me.

And thats
OK.
Or at least
it will be.
 Dec 2015
Cat Fiske
my throat was rotted and dry,
as I urged for you to hear my cries,

as if make you hear me again,
as if to try and show you my smile again,

to smile and show you,
how everything will be alright,

wouldn't it be nice,
like the puzzle becoming complete finally.

but my voice cant speak these words,
and my lips and throat aren't moist enough,

to motion this smile we both truly need,
to speak these words to stop the cries,

as if to tell you its all going to be alright,
so we will part ways, drift, and fly away this night,
just a poem.
 Dec 2015
Earl Jane


Where are you my love?
This soul is looking for you,
My heart is crying,
I'm praying everything's fine,
God bless you, I miss you lots.






with love <3


© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
For Brandon <3 <3


It's been a day since we last talk,,, it's not normal anymore he didn't leave me any message,,, I don't know what to do... I am praying unceasingly hoping everything's fine.... I wanna cry hard, I miss him sssoooo much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and i am ssooo worried,,,, But i lay all my worries to God, He will solve this for me... I know he will chat me soon... though it might take days, coz I don't know what happened, I will still wait..... I will wait Brandon!!! I love you ssooo much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 Dec 2015
Chloe Zafonte
If it was meant to be
Then you two would be together
There's a reason why you are not
Move on
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