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EJ Aghassi Oct 2013
opposites on a coin
polar opposites

one side is what you choose to show the world
the other is what you choose to show those
at a proximate convenience

the coin flips rapidly, constantly
erratically

and somehow 50/50 doesn't justify
what you see

so tell me:
between all of this,
how many real friends does a coin have?
EJ Aghassi Oct 2013
Gyrations, gyrations
wayward glances
impatience
I sigh at your
blaring beauty
in amazement

Hard of hearing
but beautiful
half deaf with
whole pure
genuine soul

Signs upon signs
eyes aglow
and alive
you held onto my hand
when i shook yours good night

i heard it in your voice
i hear it now in my head
"Rebecca is my name,
but just call me Bella instead"
EJ Aghassi Oct 2013
I wish that Katelyn lived closer

Drunk dialing would go a little more smoothly
for me if she at least lived in a neighboring city
I said I would crawl to you and I would
but I'd hardly make it to the end of the street
let alone over the state line before inevitable collapse

I wish that Kristi didn't disappear

My mind would be a little more at ease if I knew
why you vanished in the first place
Questions would have answers
ego would be pieced back together and
that foolish hopeful flame would (hopefully) be extinguished

I wish that Caitlyn wasn't so sweet

a cavity of the heart made the sugar maddening
but you still were so true
sometimes I find myself wanting that madness again
to be alone in company and calamity,
to feel someone's gaze in total love and acceptance;
most times I don't

I wish that Angie wasn't spoken for

I respect your loyalty, I do
You don't come by that very often
But don't you just want to cast that aside?
Don't you want to succumb and give in?
Just this once, let your desires win
But that's just my desire talking
Don't listen

I wish I wasn't so convinced now, so cold

All I know is the cruelty buried
underneath mesmerizing complexities

I also wish my **** didn't burn so bad coming out,
so, now I don't know what to think anymore
EJ Aghassi Oct 2013
I still see things, smell things, hear things-
although they are not still
in immediate existence

There are pieces of time
swept in between the fabric
of space separating
knowing and forgetting

They exist in a place all their own
separate from reality
in implicit duality
clawing and scabbing me

But they have lost their naivety,
and have had their creativity
swapped with rationality

the colors that once blared vibrantly,
fade & drip into the obscurity

that has poisoned my mentality

but they are still very much there
hallowed and impaired,
yet so very much there

Fall has
indeed

befallen
EJ Aghassi Oct 2013
He wrote,
"I don't think I'm going
to go through with this
blind date thing"

"I heard the envy
in yor voice
& I don't like that I
made you feel that way"

"I've longed for you so long
& I thought it was only
in my head
but for once I feel
like you are longing too"

"I want to lay down with you,
only you"

She wrote back,
"Haha, okay."
EJ Aghassi Oct 2013
Pretty regularly now
I pass by that house

It was my first feelings of security
It was my true home away from home

Always there
Always happy
I've truly grown since I've known
What that household
Set in stone

I outgrew my shell

I fraternized for the first time

I experienced my first feelings
of gratification
of wanting
of being longed for

I expanded my mind
broadened my horizons

I've stayed up all night
I've broken the law

I've formed bonds
so strong
so strong

I met my second mom
I became the prodigal son

I owe everything to that place
everything to you & her

It all comes back to me now

He in an instant ruined it all
he ripped the carpet from underneath

The times are lost in obscurity

He's all that's left there now

You and her have far moved on for better

The trees die and the character with it

But I will always have my memories
He cannot, WILL not take those away

Driving by now it all flashes by, just like that
Every time I pass it

And every time I see his car in the driveway
I roll down my windows and yell
*******

and keep driving on
EJ Aghassi Oct 2013
the lights on the horizon
are a taunting reminder

their beauty glares
in pairs they stare

the barren streets
in solidarity meet

your lonely mind
as the moon shines

as the room spins
bitter thoughts win

as your reminisce
on the times missed

everybody
has someone

Or everybody
thinks they do

at some point
they'll need company

but it'll usually
never be you
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