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 Feb 2015 Emily Tyler
wordvango
with the garbage
burn me with refuse
I have no sanctity
Pyres are not necessary
nor crying
forsake all I was
if you never gave me flowers
while I lived.
 Feb 2015 Emily Tyler
JD
Purgatory
 Feb 2015 Emily Tyler
JD
In the minds of us all
We share the maze of shadow walls*

Thinking you know who you are,
but slowly learning from a far,
The past will show up once in awhile.
The present seems like you're on trial.

The *Man in Black
holds you Dear,
but the ones you lost
show only fear.
Afraid of you?

No.. "You're not there."

The walls move
will you continue to go further?
The doors only open
when things fall into order.

The memories came back
and you went insane,
but would do it over again
just too relieve there pain?

You fall now
in a drastic motion,
where the Man in Black
felt all of your emotions.

You have a second chance now
too see them once more,
and all you have to do
is just open up the right doors.

So follow the maze
just one more time...
To finally let go
of that once horrible crime.

It won't be easy,
but you're not alone,
For The Man in Black
shall be the one to take you home
This is about a story I wrote
Maybe he was not good enough for me,  
Maybe I was a loser to believe he had feelings for me,
Maybe it was just a horrible game that neither of us know,
Maybe we both thought it was a kind of sentimental meaning furthermore nothing,  
Maybe just dreaming its good enough for us
        MAYBE!  
 Feb 2015 Emily Tyler
Caroline
I threw you aside
like a pair of ***** underwear on the bathroom floor
And I forgot you there for a few days,
I had better things to do

Now I come running back
but you are no where to be found
I never knew you had the strength
to get up and walk away
You broke my walls down
And I let you.
But now my roof is crashing down too,
Because that was your escape route.
next time use the ******* door
A poet thinks beyond
Walking along that
Extra mile
We pervade through
Boundaries
Beyond the realms of
Known
Imaginary it may seem
Every word
Carries the truth
Thoughts seeded
In the fertile minds
To sprout
Into exotic flowers
Alluring aromas
Mesmerizes the soul
We exist
Between the words
Filling the spaces
Between the lines
With our imagination
 Feb 2015 Emily Tyler
M Tamura
My first love, my blood, my sweetest Mother
Her ravaged body wrapped in white cotton cloth
White so bright as to spill into cancer with light
I brought her white chrysanthemums
Their long petals scooped away the tears
Rising and falling like tides in an ocean of sorrow
We burned incense, we bowed, we embraced change
We were reminded that life is delicate like rice paper
In all of time she was unique as herself, the only one ever
I remembered daisy chains
Sky blue eyes which said they loved me unconditionally
How she stayed in the hospital with me all night
Holding my newborn child
Whispering secrets into her granddaughters ears
Only they will ever know.
I miss her laugh, her pearls of wisdom
" Take it easy on yourself, love "
" Take care of yourself first so that may take care of your daughter"
" Remember you are beautiful, strong intelligent and loving"
I still hear you Mom
Win sings as
Bells ring in
February snow
Drifting past
Steeples
People look up at
the New Light to cover
Old friends and memories
Grown up and buried
Beneath feet shivering
in the
Cold

Flakes from the
Sun hide
Houses on the streets
We used to know

Somewhere beneath lies
a Swing
a Pine Tree
and a ***** Pool

I hope you took them with you
For Sarah.
 Feb 2015 Emily Tyler
David Hall
My heart soared and fell broken
all in the same moment.

I saw my future, forgot my past
and wept at my good fortune.

Then I awoke, forgot my dreams
to a life consumed by torture.

It’s amazing how the moment turns
on such a tiny thing.

On the ******* of your left hand
a tiny golden ring.
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