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Take my hand and follow me deep
to the desires that cower in the hidden garden

there's no point in laying around
if all we see is darkness

I've left sleep behind
rolling in the dirt roads of my past

follow me, Restless,
and we’ll live to see Halley ten fold

dance with me under the falling leaves
and around the blooming daffodils

shattered cobble stone paths
carpeted in soft moss

breathe in the smell of summer rain
as we walk under crystal chandeliers

rust covered chain link fences
laced with green ivy

let's parade around in ball gowns
never to flinch when the twigs reach for our skirts

and they will reach with pitiless hands because
peace comes with a price, Restless

skin softer than rose petals are scarred from
cuts deeper than the Stone's Sword

bright eyes are as clear
as the tears that fall from them

do not be afraid, Restless,
for every nightmare has a dawn

I’ll be waiting with open arms
on the other side of the Gauntlet

come walk with me then, and only then,
we’ll never cry again.
 Mar 2014 Edward Alan
Caitlin
Hurt
 Mar 2014 Edward Alan
Caitlin
I hurt when
People I love hurt
I can't bear
To see them
Cry

I have seen
Many people go
Through things
And I wished I
Could erase all the
Pain

I'm simply that
Kind of person
I care
A lot
More than you'd
Think

Please don't push
Me away
That hurts just
As much
I want to be
There for
You

Will you let me?
I don't need to know
All the details
Or how it happened
But I'd listen if you
Want to tell me

I just want to be
able to be there
For you
To give you a hug
When you are down
Be that shoulder to
Cry on

It's in my nature.
Will you let me in?
I'm not afraid
Not anymore...
Love me like the snowflakes
Falling on top of the trees
Love me like the cool calm
Winter breeze
Love me like the butterflies
That float around like bees
Love me like the rivers
Love me like the sea
But most importantly
Love me for me
 Mar 2014 Edward Alan
Lindee
there's no poetry between us
in the inches of soil and grass that add milage to the distance
there is no tragic stanza
no iambs to recount and consider
no melody
my heart has a break in it
a faultline unabridged
your spaces are defective.
there's no poetry between us
i don't think there ever was
 Mar 2014 Edward Alan
Meggghanq1
I see him
     He sees me
          I talk to him
              He talks to me
          He talks to her
      We all talk so much but say so little

                                                     What do we really feel
                                       Who are we really
                          Are we all part of a grand plan
             Are we here by mistake by science

            Do i ask him
                       Does he feel the same
                                       Why do I exist
                               Why is there sadness why is there happiness
                                             why

                                                        Do i love him
                                  Does he love me
                Why do i feel the way i do
                                 Why do i do the things i do

                          Does he  notice me like i notice
                                                 Every detail
                             Does he think of her
                                           like i wish he thought of me?

                                                                   Why does it hurt
                                   Why does it make me feel
                                                                           like a bubble?
                                               So happy yet so breakable.....
Sobbing from the heart
Is the cry of all humanity.
It is the yearning to be free
Of the shackles
That keep us tied to Earth.
It is the pain of separation,
The veil that shuts us from the truth.

We cry - not only for ourselves
But for past and future generations.
It is a longing to return to the Oneness
within which all is known.

We create the pain
In order to release it
Back to the Universe
It allows us to be free
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