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Here, now see my face.
Although, I had left my mind
in another place.
As I lay my eyes on my notebook, I begin to
feel them dilate..
Not knowing how long I can hold back these
tears, I scribble after spending a minute
reaching for it..
Only to realize that I'm reaching.
Blurred lines is all I can see on the paper and
then tear drops appear in between the lines,
becoming apparent.
Apparently I've been holding on to a forever
that's gone forever...
But letting go takes forever and its been
forever.
Letting Go Forever, I'll be with you in a
minute, and for better or worse may that be
forever.
Thank God for the waters even if they're
sour..
Because as they dry and disappear on my
face I realize that the truth lies in between
the lies that I fed myself,
And this is just me paying the price.
Cutting the ties, I free you to go to the world..
Tell them my story, let them live my joy and
Lord knows I pray they never feel my pain.
I've taken a **** load of drugs, poured my
heart and soul to you, I'm just tired of never
fixing the pain.
May you find some sunshine and every once
in a while don't forget to dance in the rain
just to hydrate the joy and wash away what
used to be the pain.
See, when I met you, you were banal
scavenging for The One* to give you a
purpose..
I gave you that and more, but sometimes
more becomes less and too much's what you
get when you've been longing for a purpose.
I'll take the blame if its for your sake,
And I wish I could write more but I'm past the
last line of the last page..
And this is the last note I'll ever write for
you.. The irony.
Seni
Poem by a very close friend of mine I tributed my first poem here  "The twist" to. Seni  thaDeegit..

Wait for my "King of Poetry" poem.
The greatest of acts
Are always done in
The most humble of silences
Whats a good deed if all you do is brag about it? It just shows your need for attention and approval....
.
Your face,
Tender, round and dimpled,
Framed with gilded, carved, tawny curled
Whirlpools of hair, long, lighted, and sparkling,
Your face is the face—
Of Ireland.

Your lips,
Full, moist and deathly deep,
Are wells, not well for me, not safe, taboo,
Tantric, tall told tales of brave Odysseus
Under Circe's alchemies
Of forgetfulness.

Your *****,
The zenith of blossom in fabled
Elysium, gateway to the forbidden gardens
Of sage and sinners, warrior-poets, Aphrodite's
Envy, Poseidon's drowning
And smouldering Zeus.
I close my eyes
Exhale
Disbelief flutters in my stomach
As you drape your arm over my side
Your hand slides up my stomach
And you fingers find my hand.
I think I forgot to breathe.
The air feels full of static
My lungs tingle with the shocks

You pull yourself close
Nip my shoulder.

I think I might catch fire from the explosions
My nerves dance
All the way to my toes
I curl them up instinctively

We lay there, breathing
Inhale
You smell of campfire, alcohol, and J
So delicious, tantalizing,
I want to fill my chest with your scent

You pull me close to you
Breathe in
Ecstasy
I roll to face you
Afraid, hesitant
This could still all be in my head.
Slowly, I look up to meet your eyes
Captivated
Blues, greens, hints of yellow gold
Universes, built of all your intricacies and thoughts

Clinging to you, I am frozen
Afraid of this dream that will end any moment
Scared that you will wake up,
And realize that moments like these
Are dead to you.
But you don't,
The dream continues

I'm staring at you
You're staring at me
Suspended in time, waiting

Suddenly
You're kissing my neck,
Hands in my hair,
Pulling me closer, pulling me in
Surprise meets bliss
And I cling tighter, nails on your skin
Surrendering, I fight to keep up
Kissing, holding, feeling you

We break apart.

Your eyes are wide,
I smile, almost laughing in ecstasy
Your eyes grow intense,
And we slowly, hesitant,
Lean close
And intertwine once more.

Smooth and seamless.
Our bodies remember even if our minds forget.
For my fellow lonely poets, remembering can sometimes be a helpful escape.
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