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She's got that face you can't replace
An embrace to get me high and a smile to get me addicted
Conflicted with the memories of the good and bad
Times we've had shared and reminisced
It was just a kiss how did it all turn so sour
Relationship good to bad in under an hour
But our bad was all good
Nothing beats knowing we could
And would be so much more
If one of us wasn't such a....
 Oct 2014 Not Patty
wordvango
A poet I know so deftly deep
in prose  so depth he breathes
cigarette ash and beer breath
buried he is already
with his yellow pad
nearly drained
skipping beat heart
and a pen dripping:
this poet
only needs tipping
from his whirling chair
into the whole he is digging
this is an epitaph?
 Oct 2014 Not Patty
Lía
three years later
and i still doodle your name
in my margins

i wish us an infinite supply of
smiles
hugs
and kisses
goodnight texts
and good morning voicemails

here's to many more
#7
She is my want so much I need
Her eyes I'm locked anyone can see
You hypnotize me pendulum swing
My hearts in a fight like it entered the ring
But that's ok it's alright I've got plenty that you're going to like
All I'm asking is for a chance and s little respect
Instead I'm at the table with appetizers ready to pay the check
I fantasize about you unable to decipher wants from needs
Talk the walls down and drought the moat of emotion
Memories memories go away
That's my conscience everyday
I make overthinking seem like a chore
You only hate when you do it more
Keeping me up late looking for security
Wishing my hands were full of yours and you right next to me
Sip life straight out the bottle and enduce
A time where time stops ticking and tocking an impossible truce
Unable to let go of your daily habits
Lay down on your mattress toss and turn from the madness eye lids peeled open from the sadness  
To think when I didn't know your name yet you looked my way and I couldn't fake it but
I have to forget before I remember
All these memories, burn deep it's the embers
All I wanted to do was love her
While my lungs inhale the smok.. my feelings are being smuthered
 Aug 2014 Not Patty
Michael Amery
Do not stress over the broken dreams of yesterday,
Cracks in the walls of your good intentions allow the glimmer of light,
Neither sought or understood,
To shine through.
You cannot know what awaits,
Not can you have more than the slightest effect on your life's outcome for 'you' as you know yourself to be is nothing more than a grouping of molecules more complex than the universe you reside in and your thoughts and designs no more authored by you than your eventual fate.
So please do not angst over broken hearts and what may have been,
You never really had a chance anyway,
Yet realize that something good and often better will come for within you resides the universe just as you reside within it.
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