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I love you
not because
you're good looking

I love you
not because
you're caring

I love you
not because
you dote on me

I love you
not because
your smiles are sweet

I love you
not in lust
of your crevice
or orifice
or skin

I love you
because
without you
I feel

incomplete within.
 Jun 2015 Cori MacNaughton
Will
I wonder....
Is it grand design
was it written in the stars long ago
can my destiny change or is it set in stone
does every question have an answer
because I need to know
does true love exist or is it just false hope
 Jun 2015 Cori MacNaughton
Will
For once in my life I want to know what its like to get away
I'm tired of looking out to the stars and wondering where you are in this crazy lonely world
If I could know where you are and share your loving heart
then maybe one day I could leave
but until that day comes
this heartbreak towns got a hold of me
 Jun 2015 Cori MacNaughton
Will
We live in a nation being divided by color
each one sees the other
but closed minds seem to cover all the good things
instead of allowing us all to be brothers
they only show the hate said by a few to the others
Love could be such an easy thing, but still I'm afraid
the end will come to us both if we let them force us on each other
In the end we must change and come together
or things will stay like this forever
The other day
I happened to see a friend
who had passed away.
It was not until I saw him
had I realized,
I no longer cared for him.
I had been busy living
and after all these years
he was still the same.
How does one explain
to a dead friend
that people change?
Take a pill
    to remember,
     one to forget
drink a cocktail
  to toast
  the morning
smoke some ****
    at night's outcry
attempting to
      unwind,
there's never
   any down time
  for the
surreptitiously
       enslaved &
psychologically
              possessed
They say it's darkest before dawn,
    dusky gloom met its match in your shadow
          unreality swears by your delusions,
       compounded in fear of disclosure
              that light at the end of oblivion
                  took revolution's number nine train
Happy Birthday Paul!  June 18, 1942 (age 73 years young)

*The number 9 train had its final day -
went to subway heaven May 27 , 2005*
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Superiority to Fate
Is difficult to gain
’Tis not conferred of Any
But possible to earn

A pittance at a time
Until to Her surprise
The Soul with strict economy
Subsist till Paradise.
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