Firefly

Jan 2016

South-by-Southwest

You take all the light
leaving desparate shadows
that congregate down below
Your breath as hot and dust
a desert on the go
Your intentions as devious
Every motion shuns

Picture a rose out in
New Mexico
Withered in thirst
Strangled in weeds
that have no roots
with no sins to bear
No redemption cleansed clear

Catch the thorns
on cati high
As the midnight blooms
Let the blood flow
from the punctured wounds
From the soul undone
to the desert below .

#desert #midnight #shadows #cati #sears

Jan 2016

Musfiq us shaleheen

scratches on the disc

Any song can sound sweet,
if you tune your tone appropriately,
and add a lyric,
with a melody
and I have seen where there is a life,
there is a song
but some songs are not only a love song
that notion was a loop, intense, black and blue passionate song
was not romantic

She was a sad song
and I thought I would know how to make it better
like if I could be the only to love her again,
I believed that everything would fall into a melodious love song
but I lost a few lines of lyrics
and there was bit melody missing that I couldn't find
and I saw too many scratches on the disc
I couldn't let myself be made no longer
trying to fix her entirety.
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@Musfiq us shaleheen

scratches on the disc

#love #sad #life #melody #song #moving #lyric

Jan 2016

Preston Halleck

Gray fantasy

When I was a young boy
Many many years ago
I looked upon my life with joy
Running back and forth, to and fro.

My mind would boom, pop, and dance
my imagination had no bounds
sitting in a quiet trance
never forgetting the sounds

I came home all sweated
and I saw all old and worn
the sight sweetly silhouetted
and then, my heart torn

The beast with leathery skin
The red hot spikes sprouting from his skull
And his cruel blackened grin
when my mind went null

Across lingered the cloaked one
His face a grim facade
A soul in hand, he thought such fun
It was then I realised that we are doomed flawed

And now I am grown
my life is a sickly fray
and to all, let it be known
that once again I wish to be in my Fantasy Gray

Jan 2016

Bianca Reyes

I, The Queen

I am the queen of what ifs
Sitting on a throne of could've beens

My fears are my loyal subjects
Escorting my dreams to the gallows

My ambitions are now prisoners
To my court of procrastination

I, the queen
Reign over all of this regret

May we never forget

I, The Queen ©

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Written and shared on Hello Poetry on January 11, 2016. Copywrite and all rights reserved under Bianca Reyes

#life #regret #loss #dreams #thoughts #loneliness #queen