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An inexplicable alchemy blends us
and transform, when you are with me;
I am fully filled up by what is 'you'
then, how could'I' be there, it's all you.
Trying to find  (different)  expression to  the delirious state love alone could create...
I can feel your eyes scraping at my collarbone,
greedily moving downward to your self-proclaimed
property that was once under my name,
but I gave the deed to you quite some time ago
and you have allowed me to room inside yours
in exchange for the trouble.
In fact, I have found the beating so comforting
that I was wondering if perhaps I could move in.
They say the pulse sounds something similar
to lub-dub-lub-dub-lub-dub,
but I like to believe it's your own language
that secretly says I-love-you-I-love-you-I-love-you.
I walked the path that wound
alongside the river

It was along this bend that settlers had their boats
dashed on the rocks by nature's unexpected fury

I wanted to see the river,
these rapids that turn the world,
this reminder of earth's power

So I stepped off the path
and headed down the bank
over rocks and bushes

And aside from the static white noise
of water, the first thing to greet me
at the edge was a cross

Two simple sticks, with a ribbon
draped over its outstretched arms

The unmistakable symbol of a life lived
and a life lost

The only thing between me and the rushing water
was this
               monument
                                     to
                                           mortality

For some reason
this terrified me more
than any man-made disaster can

This was nature,

Pure and indifferent

My mind wandered to the obvious void

This space that used to be occupied
by a living, breathing being

Someone with fears and joys of their own
Someone who had seen things and known people
Someone who had stood where I am standing right now

But who were you?

And who missed you?

What was your name?

What did you love?

Did you fall?
Or did you leap into the waiting arms of the river?

Were you afraid, as I am, standing here
just inches away from something that can't be controlled?

I have so many questions that will never be answered,
except by the deafening rush of water, and the

Cold spray of mist at my face
once upon a time
there was a beautiful duo
and when it was good it was perfect
when it was bad it was hell

there were bright candles and mirrors
laughter and cool drinks
and hot summer nights making love by the water

and then there were dark marks floating like **** under the skin
screams and silences
curling into sheets

The man next door cried for his wife
she treated him like less than nothing and still he called her,
every hour
to hear her drunken laughter shouting through the telephone
you're lying, you're lying, he cried
and still he called to hear her voice
to see that she was still there

the duo listened through the wall,
one curled like a kicked cat at the foot of the bed
the other calmly flicking through magazine
hearing themselves played out in bangs and shouts
the despair floating in the air like *****.
Free me from her subtlety,
let her break me blatantly.

No soft push or gentle pull,
no pokes, no prods,
no light remarks with eyes gone dull.

Free me from her subtlety,
cut deep enough for me to bleed.
For the joy I felt initially,
Must not outweigh the pain she brings

In this hectic life we lead,
balance seems to be the key.
Save me from her,
take her from me.

Crush me quick,
**** me kindly,
I am not tame,
don't lead me blindly

Man is just an animal,
I am just man,
men like me, we must be free
or else become a collared, caged, sad casualty...
 Jul 2013 Esmé van Aerden
arya
i like the way your arms wrap around my waist
they keep me safe guarded
away from the pain
of the beautiful world we live in


i enjoy when your lips touch mine
you taste like whiskey and cigarettes (laughs)

the way that
when i'm cold
you'd lend me your jacket
and tell me that your only wish is to keep me warm

i hate the way
you said you wouldn't leave
but abandoned me
when things got hard

from that day
i prayed and prayed
until i'd held the cross
in my hands
just a little too tight
and the blood
ran down
and around
my wrist
like ivy
on a wall
and that was when i swore
on the name of god
and his son
that i would not fall for anybody
if i was still falling for her
It's gonna get better...
When the fall comes...
And the rain blows
God promised..
rainbows...
Not butterflies..
When eggs hatch..
Cobras grow..
Thats life man...
Rain Blows...
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