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Think
Of the moment
In your palm
You are having

It is your smile
It is your joys
It is your happiness
It is your peace
It is your jolly tomorrow

Don't let it fall
Clasp it lightly
And drink to the fill

Your life will be
The cup of sweetest honey
I've got my very own Puck and Ash
I am their Meghan chase

Jose
Puck
A trickster
that takes
nothing too
seriously
a smirk
every present
a joke
always being told


But behind that smile
behind that joke
there is just a boy
wanting to love his princess
but never able to

Matt
Ash
Silent and brooding
as cold as ice
hide behind your walls
a dark knight
in a world so bright
Bound by Honor
and ever
the gentleman

But behind the walls
behind the darkness
there is just boy
Loving a princess
Who loves him back

Nicole
Meghan
Stuck in her mortal world
best friend
who will always be in her heart
who loves him
But not the way he wants
who danced with darkness
with no fear
and fell head over heels


Whose best friend
and love of her life
hate each other
with feirce passion
her dark Knight vowing
to end the others  life

Uneasy Truce
Draw up between them
The dark prince
and the Trickster
Just to keep their
princess happy.
Based of the books The IRON FEY. (What can I say my sister got me hooked '**** you summer')
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Emergent

We come to be

That which you need

••

We have seen
We know



The map has been stolen

••

Drifting away

--

Gone

••

Little children

Soul-less
Mind-less

As the dead

••

The fires rage

Come



Sword and armor

Love and grace
I remember the last day you were here
You've been running since that day
and you still expect apologies for frightening you
with captured sunlight in the cracks of my hands
you went on and on
about how I was frighteningly impressive
that you'd stop only actually saying things
to me through poems
 May 2014 G H Goodland
daisies
I was quite,
but I was not blind.

I was calm,
but I was not collected.

I was smiling,
but I was not happy.

I was smart,
but I was not appreciated.

I was sad, 
but I was not showing it.

I was free,
but I was not brave.

I was curious,
but I was not questioning. 

I was articulate,
but I was not speaking.

I was nice, 
but I was not vain.

I was me,
but I was not enough. 

I was found,
but I was lost.
Your skin is so thick
I loved it
You didn't have a flat stomach
It was something I enjoyed

I wanted to squeeze
Preferred to hold you
Longed to grab you
You were so warm, and you still are

I wanted to kiss down your body
Tasting the imperfections
Licking your flaws
And loving it in all

I did not care
You just needed to be you
Let me do the loving
And I wanted you to sit back, let your eyes roll, and exhale my name with a sense of ****** and ****** satisfaction
I love your mind,
your lady kindness
& crave your buds,
the way they fit
so nicely in
my soft-hands.

I enjoy inhaling you
every chance I get
& when you get ripe,
I go into a sweet-trance,
want to romance you
even more than
I already do.
I feel something coming
Something important and strange
Maybe if I proof my soul
I'll be prepared to change.
 May 2014 G H Goodland
Taylor
everyone asks what's wrong, but *what do you say when the answer is nearly everything?
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