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My mother taught me
How to clean clothes
How to iron
How to fold

She showed me
How to clean the stains

I wish she would have
Showed me
How to take away
The stains made by you

The rips
The tears
The scars
And the blemishes made

In my memory
All because of you
For TP
"Night" by Elie Wiesel is a powerful novella about the Holocaust and one boys journey to survive the concentration camp.

Night

The light begins its descent
Time of darkness is near
Flames in the distance
Signal hopelessness and death

Faint sounds of sadness
Echo in the void of the mind
Stripped of possessions
Dignity torn away

Inhumanity reigns above logic
Illusion and despair set in
Normal life just a dream
Shattered youth, tattered innocence

Words and faith have no meaning
Human no more, only a number
Faceless object in a sea of sorrow
Fighting every day for sanity

Each night longer then the next
Sadness, hopelessness, death surrounds
Where is God?  Why is this happening?
Will anyone ever wake from this nightmare

Until last breath and
The heart beats no more
No one can escape that first night
 Apr 2015 Flame Robin
Borges
El bien de este diablo, se mantubo en un original plan, el de masturbarse y comer al mismo tiempo.

Tubiera que decirle que la marea, ya no era navegable y el aire se movia en absoluta, idiomas y plumas.

Acelerando una mano al escribir se mueve con dedos cargando, algo inesperado y insuficiente.

En el lugar cualquiera y el negocio de hablar, de manera obsesiva. Era ya la noche y el calido placer de otra manera, el absoluto, se escapa.

La idea de la pesa de metal obsesiva la otra mano al caminar, era bombola de otro lado aca.

El retorcijon era merecido y aplastado, en involucramiento.

En esas ellas no eran doncellas sino mafiosas, se merecian una bala de oro en los ojos.
Stop.
It.
   Mind.
Just SHUT UP for once
Stop the streams from overflowing out from that useless brain
Put on breaks on the car you're driving fast and insane
Mind is stupid bleaming useless rhymes
To the twisted nerves of the twisted inward eye
Unfaithful teachings, Just stop before being taught
Untruthful preachings, it's all a lie but you don't get caught
You're all an illusion
But my thoughts, an addictive dillusion
It's all impossible things I think of
Then it's hard to breathe when I know it's true
That it's impossible to be with you
Just slow down the streams
That flow within me like a flue
Contagious to make me clear to stand away from truth
Stop deceiving me as if I am a stranger
Make things to me more elucid
Instead of pushing me into danger
Because I am a mere innocent kid
Trapped on your purposely slippery pathways
My car to future like this would soon skid.


You are me, you understand?
Stop pushing me and give me your hand
Take me up and up
Higher, I am not a scared pup
I know what you are doing
I am family, don't get me falling
DOWN
  BACK
TO EARTH
You are a part of me
Then let me see
How we could be
When we co-operate together in harmony.

So, brain,
Don't leave me alone
Be in control
Don't lose your track
I am behind your back
I'll be there for you
You'll be there for I
Let's not make us fall into the pit
Instead make the sky a target we should together hit.

Please don't cheat on I
Because you're the last one me trusts
Do never say to innocence your goodbyes
Or else like my words
We'll both be stuck here like
DuMb wOrst bUds.
To my brain. Please, don't cheat on me.
If there were no bad beings in this world,
There will be no need for weapons...
short
What's the point in fighting if we wasn't meant?
Why weep for what isn't heaven sent?
Why whimper when It's hell bent?
So what if it isn't the end we hoped & dreamt?
Why is the peace we make so easily lost?
Do we have to endure anymore costs?
We talk but never understand each other
Instead of moving on we keep going further.
If all we do is hurt each other all over again
Why the hell do we willingly bear the pain?
If I'm the pen, you're my paper.
I'll push my lips against your skin,
Spill my guts against you
Write every word of love and passion.
But you won't be able to read it.
So, you'll never see what I mean.
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