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Frieda P Feb 2014
i want to wake up in your arms at 3 AM
whist a hurricane is raging         within
those turbulent clouds and find my momentum
spiraling in heavy bays and raging gales
rotating around damaging unleashed surges
destructive force that slam'd unto my heart

i want to be your green grass dream catcher
                   & capture mockingbird lullaby's
Frieda P Mar 2014
Walking on glass, breathing it in
cutting sighs bled of same shade's blood
cloudy veins purg'd in progenator's denial
flying in shadow'd lit fear of fight
stick a neede in my eye sideways
obsession's self fulfilling prophecy
heart races to halt the finish line
fragment'd monkey guts strewn about
grinding litany of guts and tombstones
twisted paradox of fixation's sweet tooth
dragg'd in the violent overtow of another
death rings a toll in it's exhaled kick
chlorine dreams on point to gut'd hell
Frieda P Oct 2013
"GUT YOU LIKE A FISH"

threat from pond ****'s murky depths

a piranha's treat
~About a threat to a few poets here from a cyberbully..."gut you like a fish"
Frieda P Feb 2014
Haunted in my flagrant dreams,
    awake on hallow'd ground
you watch me breath
        as I seek you out
cold spirits taunted past
           spasmodic verses chant
hollow insides afraid to sleep
  your  sanctification renders me
                  uncomfortably conscious
numb within breath's shallow inhale
       undone in the nothingness of rhyme
   fearing truth's brutal reality
     bewailing in grief's heartfelt desire
pull me up to new sight'd heights
   in your wayward plight's surrender
       save me from this cruel humanness
Frieda P Jan 2014
Over the moon where unicorns play
is where your love sent me -- a flight -- a
journey to places beyond time and space --
No one touched the stars as you did;
my heart turned a heavenly hue -- and
then you cut me and i bled -- a
different darkness: betrayal... and
Though the memory lingers, the lesson is learned:

*When you hang out with ****** unicorns you get ******.
Frieda P Sep 2013
Butterfly haunts me
flutters by in the dark of night
when the smoke cleared
all that was left was a still photograph
no breath to be had, no words to be spoken
perched upon my mind where no one can see
all the secrets that taunt me

Left behind in in your spirit
like an erratic zephyr they twist my head
nothing sacred in how you fled the atmosphere
I oft wonder have found that freedom
as you floated from this earth
markings on the sky of colorless clues
the painted scenery still not clear
all that's left to do is exhale poetry
Frieda P Jul 2013
A hollow stippling of a soul in the breeze
    hiding in the bushes of perilous vexing
there are days when the wind howls
    whispers darkly  at the ominous night
feel the chill that passes through
           dances coolly on pressed eyelids
                   floats tepid beyond the senses
             know it's the emptiness that comes
        right before realities' disenchantment
Frieda P Oct 2013
These poetic issues are full of antithesis
consistently random at best
no means yes to friendly enemies
personal business is as public opinion
it's all pretty badass, now and then...
an adult child speaks invalid relevance
the big baby in a dark comedy
mild enthusiasm of a life denied,
constant ambivalence of brief speeches
this chilling fever has risen in acute apathy
of confirmed rumors by current history
equally diverse in the same difference
whilst the walking dead, accept rejection
burning cold in their blind sight
sigh to a clearly ambiguous sad smiley,
yet everyone generalizes a beautiful disaster,  
odds are even, my head is seriously insane
living deceased what a crime, the future is today
honestly kidding*...No comment
It's totally nothing~
Frieda P Oct 2013
...when the quiet transfixed my eyes,
finally realized your darkly overt tenor
no matter how often you change colors
beastly burdens invasion upon mine soul
piranha eating flesh of thy innocent young
professing peace, love, interminable charity
wolf in sheep masquerade of disavowel's claws
scraping bottom of bowels and viscera
have you no soul, even fiends take offense
cut thy own tongue and feed it unto thy ego
wallowing in the contradictions thine own self
repudiation will be thou own ruination in* HELL
Frieda P Sep 2013
I am a fragrant lily
soft as morning dew,
strength of mother lioness
    protecting her cubs

I am nonsense, clever,
   sensual & extravagant
I can make your day
   or break your heart

Take care of business,
   roar in the bedroom
     appetizer in the galley  

I could raise your sun
  or blow your mind
Be your concubine
   or take control

I am tender inside
and out
with a soul
   of titanium

I bend but
don't break me

I am woman
in purest form
Frieda P Dec 2013
you nuzzled your head

unto the shoulder of my soul

tears streamed into my heart

steamy moments of resolution

lingering breaths of quivering whispers

stolen moments of life's endurance

wafting through  athanasia's elusion'd moondust

dreams of uninvited icy cloudbursts

plunging wing'd poetry into posterity

remembering future's sacred pinings

like fire gasping under waterfall's torrents




i wished upon a snowflake before it took flight

   appease this illusion yet one more night
Frieda P Feb 2014
Your untouchable promises
     chill'd in my veins
my fragile posies were left
           out in the frosted reign
swept me up in your darkly
                 abstruse sweetness
etch'd love songs
          on my skin's tremblings
prayers that were answer'd
          with sad weakness
lullabies dull'd my sensibilities
        and dying fortitude
fell on my knees upon
         my own strangled heart
rescuing  me from myself,
          you brush'd ***** tendrils aside
in contemptible silent sighs,
               from the depths of apathy
i need your emptiness to
      fill my void'd briny spirit
frosted over my convictions,
             i lie frozen in icy drifts of regret
Frieda P Oct 2013
...and I never did learn to fly
   always trying to take flight
came close a time or two,
  could never quite get off the ground
wings were clipped as a fledgling
       stories written on caged walls
echoed, yet there were no lyrics to sing
   without a voice on a prayer
plummeted to  abysm's bottomless pit
    till I could feel no more
there in the dark stillness lie the secret
          rhythm and music filled the air

Found the poetry within my soul
realized the wings were in my heart
all along, I was meant to dance
Frieda P Apr 2014
your inky recall
   recoils under
        my skin
   took its toll
    in beastly
        violent shades
black & blue
       darkly drawn
    bad blood
    crimson oozing
       burnt scars
indelibly sunk
       into my psyche
encas'd my heart
      in ice temples
       glass'd apprehension
   left its mark
         upon the soul
marr'd of spiteful apathy
             bane of my existence
retreating behind
   secrets of
        closed doors
            remembrance's
Frieda P Sep 2013
you, my insidious temptation
the lover that taunts me
seduces me to acquiescence
my haunting addiction
you, wrap around my senses
absolute cunning & Machiavellian grace
annulled my comprehension
drained my rational mind
took me on your flight of fancy
careless beast of burden
you burn so smoothly, pounce so quickly
knocked my perception off kilter
still, i take you in slowly              methodically
till every inch of you inside me bursts into flames
                                             takes my breath away
fire lingers  flagrantly brazen
warning my head, warming my *****
I tremble in the delectation of your touch
sigh deeply,              as I plead for surrender
you flip me over again in a rush
my head dizzy from the pleasure*


two ***** ***** martinis are more than
                      I can handle as I fade into you
Frieda P Jan 2014
I sip your essence, it rushes through me,

                   swells upon a quiver of my mind

blushing up against my burnish'd lips

                      boldly filling my ***** with warmth

reminiscing the surrender of our souls

                               traces of your lingering aromatics

musky scent of sandalwood and lust

                       my eyes drew you in of dire ecstasy

drinking in your sweet fragrant notes

                        surging high above memory's intoxication
Frieda P Sep 2013
I fell for you like amber raindrops
burnished by the sun's satiation,
golden in my heart you will remain
our love story as sinister storm clouds,
turning sapphire skies to bleak trickles
sank in drowning pools of our own undoing
  baubles of lust dissipated on the horizon
     yet I still swim in you on dismal days*...




© 2013 Frieda P
Frieda P Mar 2014
I tread softly upon your legacy
angel of mine with broken wings,
traces left behind in soft whispers
the best of times gone awry,
when you whirl through my head
soaring on kaleidoscopic tranquility
wrapped in lavender zephyr sighs
dancing on clouds of ethereal hope
carefree and peaceful without worry
floating above lapis forbidden skies
like a effulgent butterfly haunting me
   in the darkly mindless hours of night
when the haze clears my conscious etchings
       you flutter amidst my words
exhaling ephemeral moments of poetry
swirls of splendiferous opulence
dreams beyond my comprehension,
I escape to heavenly dimensions
'drips of moonlight washing over me'
    lingering in this stately haven of intention
Frieda P Feb 2014
I smiled in my mind sipping in your words
   coffee in hand, poems warming my intentions
a day without poetry is not my cuppa tea
    so much passion and emotion spilling forth
steaming pages to be fervently devour'd
      whets my appetite from within
fills my cup so it runneth over captivated in anticipation...

I see myself reflected back in creamy billows of frothy foam
          fettered in the dark richness of your brew

Languishing in these moments, sharing so many views
    fills my heart with gladness that we have collectively pen'd another day
a poet's ardent soul is meant to be shared and cherished
     like prayers on gentle winds they float en masse on wing'd spirits

I do so on this glorious day as you earnestly flutterby...
Frieda P Oct 2013
Is it karma or just desserts
that brings you to this humbling juncture
kneeling in the excrement you imposed on others
Frieda P Jan 2014
...i wish my pen could capture last night's fancy,
flight of divergent apparitions took my breath away
hallucinations of a dream so real it made me weep
for i saw your face high above the clouds
you appeared as an angel with chimerical wings,  
in their flutter released thousands of butterflies
each one carried a smile of incandescent light
promised posies of an altered moment & space
where poetry becomes reality traced on lofty clouds
amidst trances of tranquility & enchanted frivolity
so here i await on ink's flow with a fool's faith
of glinting endings and freshly burnish'd beginnings...
Frieda P Jan 2014
...i wish my pen could capture last night's fancy,
flight of divergent apparitions took my breath away
hallucinations of a dream so real it made me weep
for i saw your face high above the clouds
you appeared as an angel with chimerical wings,  
in their flutter released thousands of butterflies
each one carried a smile of incandescent light
promised posies of an altered moment & space
where poetry becomes reality traced on lofty clouds
amidst trances of tranquility & enchanted frivolity
so here i await on ink's flow with a fool's faith
of glinting endings and freshly burnish'd beginnings...
Frieda P Sep 2013
Perdition falls from your lips in pretty posies
sanguinary lies woven within an embellished fairy tale
they drank the kool aid of your bastardized  aspersions
it's evil spell cast, hypnotizing the living dead
devil with archangel wings doth pose in velvet idioms
spewing respite in dark undertones of ego's rejection
perusing any that would annihilate acrid truths
peer in the mirror to see the lying heathen lecher
****** venom dripping from your deceptive sword
in bitterness of jagged tongue's kissass contempt

hell hath no fury as a soulless man scorned*

How did you get to be so unkind?
Frieda P Nov 2013
...like molten ash, history shapes our directive flow
awe inspiring beauty within the steaming soot of life
profound, self serving in it's utter relevance
sometimes.....we

cannot deny the existence of hell, living amidst it
yet,
we stand on the sidelines in total stupefaction
at the gravitas and preponderance of this perpetual vortex
Frieda P Feb 2014
I soak you in as if a Picasso,
your masterful precision
sets my mind to artful awe
lush sweeps of brilliance as Monet
tones of Maestro's chords like Mozart,
*and a little boys heart
dress'd in Armani
Frieda P Feb 2014
Lost in reverie's
  abandon'd rhyme
immersed upon
grassy pleasures
I lie down in
the sunbeam'd earth
still feel your
utterances of my name
in whisper'd burbles
unto the nape of my
pulse's quiver
in enchant'd moons'
feathery touches
of fiery delight
blazed upon my skin's desires
blush'd with fluttery kisses
sing songs of our
true love's plight
my tears fall
unto the ground
absorb'd in darkly
dismiss'd tinges
no longer brilliant painted
hues of cobalt skies
I lay still, abiding of umber'd
soil's dissolution,
pausing for tulle's silk'd
lustrating rains to conceal this flurry,
immersion imbath'd in
nectar'd vales
perhaps, liquid sunshine's
heavy dew
will set me free* ~
Frieda P Feb 2014
Peer out the frosty crack'd windowpain
translucent poetry in fractured hand
vintage thoughts rise from a steam'd
cuppa emphatic billowing overtures
prelude to the days's negotiations
darkly processing as ink bleeds
out through  cynical purse'd lips
embers of dark eye's glean'd glow
mind field's traffic steadily high-season'd
blinking lights dimly reflect'd thunder
gingerly flavor'd pungency's flair
smacking on a charm'd lick of despair
speculating rain'd on parades chagrin
put on another *** of stimulating spirits
peppering a **** melodious harmony
pen'd a snappy sparkle with a bite
left out on a din'd windowsill overnight
hullabaloo's brouhaha made a boisterous clatter
bedlam nearly snared the disquiet of will's disposition
dancing moon lover's save another testament'd hue
witness'd by evidence within a cafe's smoky allusions
covenant's bargain within the scheme of another frosted avenue
forced to whittle time in disguise flying above landscape'd rhyme
sword'd dilemma's cut another frothy fizzling perspective
twilight closes illusion's blinds on facades picturesque view
delusion's of a torture'd poet stirring in frenzy's  flurry never slumbers
Frieda P Mar 2014
I paused longingly
    in your haunting metaphors
in phases of moonglow's perceptions
under enticing whispers of glint'd skies,
          a calm filled of scorch'd shudders
   & twilight's blossomed delusions
       under the influence of divine cravings,
                 breaths of magnolia's sighs
   uttered in shades of nightfall,
         dreams aspiring of
               scented reminisces  
                                  to soar once more
Frieda P Jan 2014
I loved you 'fore the beginning of time
mystical yearnings captivated my soul
endless longing of passion and
tenderness's absolute rapture,
intoxicated in love's sweet cherry wine  
senseless I dance in  whirling euphoria
my existence lies in the spirit of heart
let me be your moonlight eager to glimmer
the flower garden of thorn-less rose's bliss
power of wildflowers surrender to the sun,
beyond the starry night, void of space
transcending all earthly joys
an aura of splendiferous grace & adoration
fiery sacred honorings tormenting skies
hungering for your taste of passion
drunk in the inhalations of your ecstasy
Frieda P Jan 2014
Do you hear the snow,
did you feel the leaves twirling
sitting with a cuppa hot sensory perception
    stirred by the wonderment of awe
sugar coatings in smoky essence of phantasm
   spirit visions looming on the horizon
waiting to be plucked and invoked
   playful muse dances within diffus'd vapors
catching the light of morning air
    breathe in the crispness of anticipation
length & breadth of manifestations,
     natures' spun revelations
   spoken through inky passages
   breaking of bread to be shared,
    partake each slice and evoke humanity
Frieda P Jan 2014
Fear upon the soul

teardrops of a frightful heart,

nightfall's avenger
Frieda P Jan 2014
Knee deep in words and nothing to wear
my mind's closeted vault is overrun,
I donn'd a few petty metaphors but they had tears
a simile wrapped around my neck made me choke
wing tip'd  stiletto nouns on my painted toes
and proper paisley poesy adjectives in my hair,
still not ready to go out on the cafe
if I only knew where I left that ****'d silken sonnet
     sigh  oh brother, another night in naked poetry...
Frieda P Jan 2014
my mood of mind beckons
me to paint an intense aura
   colors flavor'd  of ***** interludes
reckless abandon in tint'd hues of scarlet sin
    a sultry dance of rhapsody unfurled
restraints of silk ribbon'd enchantment
    ending together in a little death of
     poetic frenzied ecstasy
Frieda P Sep 2013
I breathe in your essence
the musk of morning ardor
mingle of last night still lingers
     heat permeated somewhere
between pearls & lace
lust, the scent of you
ignites the longing flames
I feel the blaze building
hot musicality beat in our *****
waves of ecstasy wash over me
eagerness of  nether bliss
wet warmth should be a clue
         sans lace should be your cue
wrap these pearls
          around your ardency
           lavish me with
your male machismo
    I'll fervently submit
                         to ravish your firm desire
            tune you like my saxophone of love
play that instrument
   all  the night and day long
Frieda P Oct 2013
You dropped my faith in the gut bucket
I thought you were to be trusted
I was sadly mistaken once again
a dependable friend is a commodity
your perfidious words slayed my credence
the testimony can be found in written word
inconceivable after what I've been through
intentions of loyalty misconstrued in your head
never fed the fire, never asked to be rescued
a fraternization in need was what was spoken
my hand in friendly alliance was not enough
crumpled trust wrecked, strewn bits pen'd on paper
i may be broken but these cracks are uniquely mine
in the meantime i nursed you whilst in desperation
should have known you were radioactive
by your past nefarious grievous verbosity
you corrupted every sentiment set forward
a bitter fire to light for public consumption
hard pill to swallow being openly ripped
aspersions cast within my treasured love of words
it was always about sheer joy of shared poetry
the lunatic in your head took a giant leap
landed in my cup of realistic doubt
bitter taste took a dive in my elixir
yet another painful lesson ingested
you drew your sniveling sword unjustly
then cowered amongst those you spewed upon
little do they know the wickedness of your ways
far be it for me to come to rescue any
who'd listen to the likes of your grotesque tongue

put your big boy pants on, you fight like a girl...
who the **** do you think you are?
Just when you think it's safe to trust again....some ******* screws with your head!
Frieda P Jan 2014
...perhaps, it was a pause
     yet, it felt as though an eternity
   an explosive quiver in the moment
       sending shivers up my spine
the intensity of our
   moonlit raptur'd intentions
quiet sentiments
         adorning me in silken scarves
we danc'd upon each other's soul
   a slow and steady waltzing of the heart
our spaces filled
       of sparkling champagne kisses
            & burgundy night's ardor'd desires
impulses of two connected
      whimsy'd forbidden forces
  spirited play of lovers vaulted us
            to another essence of time
those were the days of seductive
               surrender'd secret interludes
   mirror'd in unearthing of abandon'd
                      affection's sentiments
  we breathe in our darkly promis'd persuasion
                     til the judgement day call'd
Frieda P Oct 2013
You want to read little pristine pretty posies
not get involved betwixt & ignore the thorns of life
whatcha gonna do when your scratch becomes infected
hiding in the bushes of denial will get you hives
of the contradicting type, bucking like a bronco
amidst the flowery storm clouds of refusal
riding through wild fields of four leaf clovers
on unicorns wings of phantasmal puff'd perfectly pink skies
pseudo fairy tales conjured up in the mind
never to cross the median line of reality's mock deception
swallow the chimerical pill of inauthentic utopia
just be sure your mythical allegory never plays havoc
in your secret garden of rainbow streaming sublimity,
the fall is greater from the zenith of repudiation
"You cannot hide yourself behind a fairytale forever..."
Frieda P Dec 2013
people come and go,

souls touch our essence

some rock our psyche to the core

other's hum sweet lullabies

in every instance

we are changed by generosity or malcontent

hit by incandescence's stark light,

perhaps plunged to total darkness

every breath we inhale of another's poetry,

our indulgences austere or elaborate

leaves an imprint within our chamber

housing love, hate and indifference

into eternity's vast ocean of insights

of our own reflective perception of vision

divination's flowing through our wings

touched by angels subliminal prophecies
Frieda P Oct 2013
You flipped my switch
    took me for a ride
words were a nectar'd bite
     in the same sigh
wrote me a love song
    slipped into me
set my wistful desires ablaze
  fiery words lit with rapture
        tickled my inner thigh
foreplay of sweet nothings
  titillated my spirit's senses  
write on my skin and set me free

Sign your name in ecstasy's reverie
my body shudders *******,
when you lay my soul a'fire
deeply etched utterances
   slivered from your mighty sword
Frieda P Feb 2014
Behind her veil'd facade
she writes her memoirs
enticing nectar'd touches of a woman
pickled with tartness & zest of a wanton need
closes her eyes when she takes her quill
upon her honey'd *******
scripts love letters of a past sinful lust,
seasoned times she can reminisce
  in her foolish head she had a dream,
    blinded by desire, was never meant to be,
in her rush to be discreet
    her scarlet letters smear'd
emboss'd her mark upon raised braille
despair'd should anyone find her
             true heart's intentions,
one final evanescent indulgence
  of a poison pen'd sleeping beauty
Frieda P Jan 2014
You know where I live and breathe,

enchantment in your eye led us amid a field of poppies,

etching my skin with wildflowers I flourish'd

we languished amongst meadow's feathery pillows

moon shone upon our charm'd sensual dalliance

skies of apricot nectar loom'd brilliant as we merged,

as ethereal stars connected of our primal yearnings,*

breathless, we paused in desire's transcendent afterglow
Frieda P Apr 2014
Steamy ink boiled over
the kettle of opportunistic metaphors
poison'd doses in gray's gangrene slur,
don't attempt to sleep in my mouth
like a w*e in head, the sword in bed
taboo artistes in monotonic ambivalent jaws
clamping down without remorse
chomp'd away at an asunder analogy
****'d in my jeans and expect'd to get fed
spit it out on the polar opposite cafe floor
unicorns dwellings of butter'd blessings
broken bread & barely berry wine of Monet's encores
bite the ear that fed you preaching van Gogh
perhaps they'll listen for insanity to be set free
confining rules taught us naught to stutter
pay your monopoly dues in bleakest sermons
pass the bucket of superiority's conquests
bled of analgesic ego's epic divided faction's fiction
don't forget to wipe your shadow on the way out
Frieda P Mar 2014
Butterflies in my head

like percolating coffee suds

i walked a little faster

to catch up with my mind's anachronisms

future like a prism in high def

building castles of cotton candy vapors

smoky salt tears whisper out loud

like a hot knife through butter foam

dancing in enraged twists of prophetic cyclonic squalls

shindig of cobalt's eclectic leaves storming fiercely down

wading in puddles of refractive delirium's trippy next dip
Frieda P Jan 2014
Fundamentals of madness
    wraps the skin around my brain
miter'd head splits wide open,
        like blue skies wanting to thunder
dark heart leapt out from under
          blinded burnish'd eyes
world looks annihilated
       from the validity of upside down
birds have severed vocal chords,
butterflies shed their wings
          there's no dance left, aside from
   ghost steps of a psychotic menacing waltz
          & one dark raven hauntingly swaying
Frieda P Oct 2013
Where did it all go, that 'true love' intention
   caught up in the flames of fiery impulsion
you ride me like a stallion into oblivion
   then flip me over and tease relentlessly

I unfolded in your heat scorching touch
prayed you'd linger deep in me for a moment
your evil ways were never satiated
  wanted my tears within the luster
tore a hole in my heart then ran with it
   wanted me to worship at your feet
although that was not enough
    those nights in white satin sheets
had to be ruled by your bloodlust

You broke apart my insides,   devour'd
    me like an animalistic charlatan
back to black once again for satisfaction
   drained my heart till there was barely breath
******* the air from vital emotions
'came into my life so tenderly'
then maimed me with your mighty sword
   deep inside my psyche, you hurt me so bad

You don't need me, just want surrender
like a bitter coffee addiction, I drink you in
helplessly falling under your wanton spell
I run from you but I can't hide
           from how you unfurl my senses
that flaming yearning is all that remains
  it hurts so good, yet, it hurts so madly bad
still you left your mark on me for eternity

I beg of you taint me once again till you've had your fill
I'll die within the confines of this sweet heavenly misery
Frieda P Dec 2013
everyone knows doubt & fear
it's a roll of the loaded dice




my heart wafts along whirling waves
currents of turmoil and crescendos




surfing tranquil seas or taken asunder
like ripples illuminated under stardust




and dark moons illicit pathos
i drift along emotion's seascapes




serendipitous cascading commotions,
waiting for sand's salvation to be set free
Frieda P Oct 2013
I can't see through my heart,
as I watched my resolution's stare
blindly running against the rain
to disguise my own teardrops,
trying to avoid your blustery glare

Ended on a sinister cloud creation,
I tried to breathe/
       whilst I gingerly swallowed,
I found you stuck there
rasping ambiguous,
nothing could dislodge
the abrasive taste,
             my own voice stifled by regret,
started out a tempered,
            genesis love song...

I wanted to believe that it was true
    you placed your raucous sword
        upon my breast, cut me deeply,
       leaving scars,         apparent
         you craved the bloodstains
        resonating in my chest

...I wavered in the hailing discontent,
afraid to leave, afraid to stay,
was a little sliver of Heaven
with a lot of Hell to pay

I lost my way, only the pouring rain
   understood exactly what to say...
Frieda P Jan 2014
sadden'd violin strings
     wreak havoc
         in the torrid rain
pouring out flutter of hearts
        within melodic aqueous bliss
   whispering unto raven's breath
      dancing upon fire 'tween
           the dewdrop'd baubles
   splashing in spirits of darkly
         relentless melancholy echoes
Here is a link for the music that inspire'd me to write this, if anyone is interested.  Lindsey Stirling is amazingly talented and her music moves me so.   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sf6LD2B_kDQ
Frieda P Feb 2014
I longed to speak to death,
                        it was silent as a lark

Screaming at the night I sought truth
beg'd your return on a wing'd prayer
what sinister darkness looms overhead
words never heard, hearts bled black

Vengeance was never in my name,
revenge never part of the game

Whisper the secret of the ages in my ear
I'd die for you I swear, accept the broken flight
gone before the brilliant light was subdued
enslaved by the insanity of moonlit passages
******* in the valley of darkly trespasses
flickering in dusty stars of nightmare

Wolves bled you before the story was told
         silence is a steel drum ringing in my head
you were first to leap into the valley of despair
            I'd take your place if I could only hear
                 the voice of death pounding in my  heart
Frieda P Jan 2014
I lie still in the midnight surf
crashing waves rushing over me
pummeling an already broken soul
ravaging my cold chamber'd heart
torn apart by thunderous clouds,
that day you sail'd for better horizons

Sinking breathlessly onto the edge,
hoping for ocean's depth to unfurl
this magnitude of boundless space
left behind in your parting tides,
sand engulfs my weeping eyes
etching how blind'd love can be


Hauntingly sad violin cries in the distance,
strumming the siren call on wing'd strings
whilst ebb'd flow of tears immerse,
drowning ceaselessly in streams...
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