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EJ Aghassi Oct 2013
the butterflies
have lost their wings
but i can still feel
them crawling around in there

just like you once lost your hair
but you came back stronger than ever
maybe this will be a similar case

they don't flutter
they long to

though in their excitement
they just squirm

but they are accepting of their particular predicament

i look at you
and
they
wiggle
& wiggle

they are okay
with their particular predicament

and so am i
EJ Aghassi Oct 2013
and it all has come to this
poor working girls of the world

lethargic
psuedo sensual
gyrations
to appease
sleepless
pigs

my money is your aim
the way you whisper in my ear

and wherever your hands have
been
your touch is still
feminine

no mind games
no third dates
no humoring of parents

& you get to see it all

but it still has its price

there's no hiding the scar
and now we all know what you've done

and while you try to
tease
and please
i'd ask you up from your knees

and give you all ones you wanted
if you promised to spend it on your son
EJ Aghassi Oct 2013
it's the world we live in

or the one of my own
fabrication

where

nothing is really as it seems

it's always something
no matter what

nothing is as it seems

I want to see you
but

precautionary measures
turn to screams

but what is there to lose?

life has grown so
drab and boring

important for a moment

and the ease you
move forward stings

try to be

all the things we
both want me to be

life's not fair

but then again it
molds to how you make it seem

you're over there

and I'm standing with
a heavy lean

if I could I would

sweat and
make us both believe

that these sins

of the flesh
are what we need

your body on mine

slowly
gently
makes me believe

your lips on mine

capture the breathe
we share and heave

your soul with mine

share meaning
I'll conceived

please don't remind

me where I've failed
and leave

growing numb

I want you to
relieve

I want you now
I want you with me
EJ Aghassi Oct 2013
boxed wine
is my most
favorite
shape in
the world
See?
EJ Aghassi Oct 2013
I walked into there
so long ago
right into hell
head held high

with foolish
Optimism

and there you were
smiling
appealing
defeating

time went by
spent in this grease hole

I've suffered
I've fret
I've cried
& I've looked to you

I love you
& you kept my optimism alive
barely
it was hungry
it was doubtful

but it had you

we've fought
sort of
And the tension never ceased

we've grown to know each other
& and I know I wasn't the only one who cared

But you've found another
and
I'm happy for you

and it's finally your time

time to make something of yourself
time to leave here
time to forget

but

I've memorized all those things you do
when you're nervous and excited
& there they are

I see you plugging your ears
as you overflow with emotion
and in that moment

I love you
I know I do
everything about you

I truly love you
& in a tunnel of hands
Waving goodbye
You ascend to bright futures ahead

and I miss you
I already do
& I can't say one word
'Bout how I feel for you

I want you more
than I've ever known
a heartfelt drunken goodbye
EJ Aghassi Oct 2013
i saw the ones i loved
or at least once knew
all in existential turmoil

permanent relief
was more accessible than ever
& people around the world
were standing in line
to lay themselves down

bittersweet
that the fear of death was
no longer an issue
but
only because it was overpowered
by severe loathing of living

first an old friend
standing in front of an empty grave
i don't think he even hesitated

then some women
i once knew
beautiful
even more so now
time doesn't deteriorate all
it is kind to some
the wisdom and hardening of existence
the stress
creates a diamond
but they would never believe
if you told them
So full of self loathing
feeling worth less than coal or
some other common mineral
in a materialistic world
my heart ached for them
while their aching would end for good

and then, at last,
my own blood
my brother
out of place
a sore thumb in the fray of
pointed fingers
poisoned by his own doing
weakened
and giving up
not much older than I
but aged much in strife
& i pleaded
& reasoned
& promised
& reached
but i shed tears & tears that day

i blinded myself from the vivid images
i don't think
i want to open my eyes again
Of course, the one dream I can actually remember was a depressing one.
EJ Aghassi Oct 2013
Covered in mud composed
Of sticks & stones
So I'll never know
How bright I could glow

born in a rain cloud
bitter to the bone

My days filled with ways
To keep from feeling alone

There are no shortcuts
or such thing as luck

So instead there is beer
Joints and pity *****

I can't tell you what the future brings
I have no grasp on that sort of thing

And when I start mumbling curses
Please darling ignore me

Because I can still say I love
you in the morning
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