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EJ Aghassi Nov 2014
every one of those doves
so willing a martyr of love
yearning for a grave
if on roses they're laid

convinced that the pain
is drastic necessity
dramatic breath
bated and sporadic
reeking of that yearning
& I love every single one of you
EJ Aghassi Oct 2014
at your most comfortable
was the most beautiful

sight these sore eyes ever
laid eyes on

and I carry that with me

I long to see
once again,
walls in rubble on the ground

unnecessary
as times wears all things down

skin showing
fears floating to the surface
up, up above dark depths
of things unknown

your hair, matted
but beautiful
a storm cloud,
a flash flood crashing
and flowing down your
collarbone &
across your breast

Motherearth even slows its
spin when hair hangs long

I've seen this begin
after so many ends

but black&blu;; eyes
droopy &sorrowful;
still twinkle as pretty
ghosts floats by

the perfume is permanent,
& as prevalent as the
cloud of smoke that follows
me as I go along

shaking arms will
will embrace
the emptiness,
when it comes home
lovely night
EJ Aghassi Oct 2014
That look

no words come close
and yet you could write
an entire novel about it

but you can't put it into words

but I'd **** for that look
I would die for it

I need no other affirmation

no other high

other than that glance
that look of love or something
near

the appreciation
the want
the need
reciprocated with locked eyes

I've lived without it
up to this point

but I can't imagine another
happy day

without
your
loving
look

I am an absolute fool

I yearn for the embrace
the touch
the caress
of curious fingers

tender hands

reaching out for me

soul to soul,
through body warmth
a burn in my stomach
but a fire in the pit of it

I miss the security of
arms wrapped around

I miss the security of
of being trapped within
clasped hands

the purpose,
the mutual need to
be close

coddle me

make it so

I want all the air I breathe

to be littered by the intentions of another
the yearning becomes too much, at times
EJ Aghassi Oct 2014
what is it that makes
you linger so?
the way the mind bends
in inconceivable directions

to reach out for your figure

to try and grasp your spirit,
hardly contained in physical form

you move too fast, darling
you will burn out soon

how does one
learn to let go?
more so when nothing
was earned or
really held in the first place

a tightening grip
on nothingness

nails breaking skin
blood starts to drop

this new beginning is
the end, dear

the embodiment
of the darkness I fear
EJ Aghassi Oct 2014
that's how you came,
and that's how you'll be
paint on a canvas
wild, in front of me

mind clashing and
dancing, feelings
from up above, or
from the deepest dark
gutters of endless belows

you are something else
and I'm nothing of the sort
you'll have me in shackles
and bandages in short

but a bruised up
toothless smile
will rest
for a while

on the drifting
dreamer
Crawling for miles

protons smashing
mingling, mingling
Receiving

in space made
in randomness
and darnkess's embrace

but there's no sense to
make of what's happening
to me

I could go on
for hours
and you still wouldn't see

these things come from
nothing,
these things soon to be

from dimensions
unknown,
from foreign clearings

a fraction
of seconds
For fractured
Moments

suspended in
time
in existing randomness

we can't control
how we came to be

but it's your choice to
make,

it's up to you to hear me
trains and trains and trains of thought
  Oct 2014 EJ Aghassi
Leonard Cohen
I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,
yes, many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but now it's come to distances and both of us must try,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.
I'm not looking for another as I wander in my time,
walk me to the corner, our steps will always rhyme
you know my love goes with you as your love stays with me,
it's just the way it changes, like the shoreline and the sea,

but let's not talk of love or chains and things we can't
untie,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.
I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,
yes many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but let's not talk of love or chains and things we can't
untie,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.
EJ Aghassi Oct 2014
gorgeous little
gypsy queen

fiery and wild thing

mislead and
fed common disease

you don't know
what you mean to me

I won't falter
I won't fuss

even though all that
is all of us

I've never made it
this far before

and as such kicked
down every door

but there's no rhyme
or reason
this shifting of seasons
is breaking me down
one atom by one

this wanting and needing
& hoping and feeling
brings me close to end,
though it's only begun
I think I could love you, too
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