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 Jul 2015
poetessa diabolica
Upon a sweet zephyr
     whirled a scent,
something so familiar
   midst that breeze,
'twas like warm apple pie
   sitting amid a windowsill
wafting delectable
   reminiscence of long ago,
children's laughter
   full of caramel & pepper,
petunias, summer rain
      and hot cayenne spice
all delightfully blissed
    in a blast of fragrant air's
momentously fresh nostalgia
 Jun 2015
Ray
After the lightning and thunder subsides
and the rain has been reduced
to a soft drip
off the rooftops of my suburban stomping grounds.
The only sounds that echo down the streets
are husbands coming home
to their sleeping wives
and the tree's shaking off their fresh coat.
A barren sky is set before me
with no stars in sight to keep me company
as I soul search in the streets
barefoot and longing
for my other half who'd find
this entire scene serene.
 Jun 2015
Jason Cole
His shadowy brim tipped down and in
No face to place, no trace of chin
Revolver cradled loose and low
Cylinder whirs, chambers roll

Trench coat long, dark, and lean
Black boots gleam with choicest sheen
Right hand rested 'round bony grips
Left hand fans and never slips

Who are you?
What do you want from me?
Why are you here?

Your purpose is hidden
Your message unclear

Never a word muttered
Not even a sound
It's always the same
When you come around

Got to find my keys
Get out of this place
I'm weak in the knees
My heart's losing pace

Jump in the car
Pedal meets metal
Check my rear-view
For signs of that devil

At the stoplight
A peripheral glance
A sideways glint
A figure askance

Shotgun rider
A figment with a plan
The devil may care
But my mind made the man

©Jason Cole
 Jun 2015
poetessa diabolica
there's a picture perfect

   place in mind's presence

amidst an unraveling sunrise,

   where serenity is

   distinguished midst

     peaceful tranquility &

the essence of an expansive heart,

   scrawled 'pon clear azure skies

whilst blissed souls unfurl in poetry,

come, share a  hot cuppa grandeur's

       affirmation with me,

             as we relish sublime rapture
 Jun 2015
Ashley
I am one of the biggest hypocrites I know
I'm one of those, "Do as I say, not as I do" kind of person
I will feed people my advice
And do the exact opposite
“Love yourself”
“Be your first priority”
“Never settle”
All of these things I say should be done
Yet I can’t do it myself
Here I am, trying to fix people
When I am broken as well
I try to show people the beauty of the world, when a majority of the time
I see it as a dark place.
I focus on trying to make people happy, hoping it will bring me peace
Here I am, trying to help others when I can’t help myself
Trying to pick others up when my world crumbling
Right in front of my eyes
 May 2015
Jordan
My body, composed of tiny grains of sand,

was swept away into your ocean,

and never found again.
 May 2015
Antipodean
Come fall with me
Let us stretch our arms
Above our heads
And just simply fall
Feel the sublime
Celestial air
Let the divine friction
Burn our hair to ash
Let the thunderous rushing
Sound roar in our ears
Filling us to the brink
Fall chest first
And let your heart guide you
Like Cupid's missile aimed
At a lover
Don't be frightened
You can hold my hand
If you so desire
This is not irrationality
Ground is just a false rumor
 Apr 2015
Cunning Linguist
Dissipate into oblivion
To become the nether
To lapse in consciousness

To enter the void
Flow to omniscience
Live without measure
To float through the meshwork

To drift through space-time
& Become the needle
To weave my percipience
& Teeter on the precipice

To transcend ascension
Ameliorate the ethereal
To glitch beyond boundaries
Defragment my surroundings

To eclipse the sun
In perpetual rapturing
Suspend reality
Be one with the everlasting
 Apr 2015
Haydn Swan
Thoughts touching on a tantric level,
pleasures unfold,
caught in a moonbeam,
ships that drift into a nonchalant harbour of desire,
casting long shadows over a rippling sea,  
like a soul caught out of the body,
longing for freedom yet cannot be cast adrift,
circling these incumbent yearnings are the great birds of reason,
awaiting to taste the spoils of our misdemeanors,
yet within this paradox we float on ebony streams of cerebral bliss.
 Nov 2014
rachel
If I could cup the stars in my hands
for a second they might glow,
then catch ablaze
and melt away

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into an infinity,
of swirling illuminated darkness.
Not all beautiful things are meant to be held
collaberation with Cadence Musick
 Oct 2014
Cassie
behind closed doors
i sit in nothing
but a pair of headphones
inhale magic smoke from my crystal
let her caress my lungs for
seven seconds before i
exhale her out the window
a shadow of what she once was
giving her life for my happiness
inevitably iridescent
i tiptoe to my bed and submerse myself beneath covers
letting the bass control the rhythm of my heart
because for once somethings giving it a start
i couldn't care any less if it killed me
i'm makeupless
void of vision
or senses in every sense of the word
i'm breathless and sleepless
i crave sweet release
but can't even form a thesis
 Oct 2014
Mydriasis Aletheia
Data addict needs a fix;
Dopamine ****** hypocrite.

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