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 Sep 2016 Eden Tucay
Stephan

Taking routes I’ve long since traveled
Following a desperate moon
Seeking words of comfort written
Hoping they will find you soon

I have wallowed in this darkness
Fought my way through silent days
Felt the thorns of bygone wishes
Pointed in their sad displays

Crossed the plains of lost forgiveness
Looked away when time has died
Stood and faced the longest hours
Wiped away these tears I’ve cried

Just to lift you from these caverns
Memories that haunt your soul
Carving an unsorted feeling
Lifeless as the thoughts control

Lean on me for I shall steady
Every fall your heart may face
Never once to slightly waiver
Like a rock held firm in place

Take my hand it longs to lead you
Far from any distant fear
Showing but a glistened landscape
Skies above forever clear

Where a moonbeam lights your smile
Lasting as the day is long
To fill your heart with healing rhythms
Together as we sing this song

Sitting on a hillside meadow
Counting stars and rainbow hues
Here within my arms to hold you
Wrapped up in these wondrous views

Safely I shall shield your worries
Visions shown to understand
Never more in lonely whispers
On this journey I have manned

Taking routes I’ve long since traveled
Following the glow above
Penning words of comfort written
So that you might feel my love
she looked down
at what used to
be it once
she found nothing
but a body full
of scars.
 Sep 2016 Eden Tucay
Stephan

The night sky seems darker
as stardust teardrops
fall silently as if mourning
the passing of the day

And as I stare upward
I notice the crescent moon
is frowning with me
as my tears too fall silently
What are we doing?
but siding with the beast
kids crying out of fear
feared to shed a tear
mother's lying on floor
with their blood covering
the sea.

what are we doing?
kids stunned to death
whether to realize whats real
or not real.
fathers running away
with full speed.


kids feasting with there own
fear confused with this
collision


A world
thats feasting with blood
and tears.


                           --Ismahan
 Sep 2016 Eden Tucay
Stephan
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"So quiet that I might hear my own heart beat if it weren't broken"

Your silence wraps me like a worn blanket,
thin and frayed, providing no warmth,
no protection from the cold that invades
my every pore as I sit here
shivering with fear, questioning every
shadow moving outside of the window,
lurking, as if sneering
at this emptiness drenching my soul
with worry and doubt

Lost inside these four walls,
stained and patterned of past dreams,
folding within the plaster nightmares
and faded rectangles where
pictures of us once hung,
smiling faces, memories
I miss those times, our times,
God I miss you

My eyes wet, red and swollen,
nervously seeking any minute reassurance,
even the faintest of whispers
that you somehow still care
And as I listen, counting dust particles
in the muted sunlight,
cowering in this corner,
hearing only silence
echoing in the empty chambers
of my broken heart
 Sep 2016 Eden Tucay
wordvango
I am sleeping when i am dying
and  nobody would know a difference
and the sun would come up as bright
the world would turn with
or without me
rain would fall
and my pretend grave
would be garnished
with weeds and neglected
yet,
I bought myself a rose today
came in a glass tube
it burnt
my obituary
I got high as a kite  and passed out
and thought of
them, again
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