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George C Jun 2013
Depths concealed behind
the drapes of Impossibility,
Treasure chests locked up under
the restrictions of Vision

Travel a location none other than
the Ocean,
To unveil the beauty of wild Secrecy

Drift into the limbo dimension,
Of baby blue instead of white

Letting fate evenutally take control
To carry into to a Bottomless pit

A pit where only Darkness resides
Bred by the colors of all light,
A simple absurd nature
George C Jun 2013
So I want to hear why,
The devil is a bad guy,
Doesn't he punish evil-doers?
But I don't want to hear
That he's the good guy.
He's an Ordinary guy,
A guy with bad and, well,
Good qualities

Defined by image is a man
With red hands
Also defined by image is a man
With invisible yet almighty hands

Defined by truth is an Ordinary guy
George C Jun 2013
Letting opportunity slip
Struggling to find a motive.
When everything crumbles down
Happiness in the end causing a frown
Sad things making you drown.
Some people are physically put together perfection,
Yet mentally sloppy,
Born original,
But now dying a copy.
And endurance to find the point is fading out
Time will come to take away what life's about
And slowly, lights will dim so that all you see
Is the sight you had first seen
And some shallow thinking,
Leaving you in the deep end,
Rays of light glimmering in a blur,
So peaceful,
Creating the only thing that causes a beginning
The end
George C May 2013
Thunder strikes my hearing
Foreshadowed by lightning
Demise before death
George C May 2013
Darkness in a room where I lay forever
Embodied by a world that guarantees
Nothing

So I'll lift spirits up and ask,
To trap me in a graceful heaven
Created by a simple unconscionable love.

And just as a last thought,
I'll laugh at my nightmare
And I'll strive to never be
A shadow in memories
George C May 2013
Approaching deep sleep
The one and only short spark
Of true timeless peace
George C May 2013
Sitting in a room with 20 people,
Dimmed lights, door closed, voices lowered,
Vision wavy and I'm thinking slow,
Only thing normally appearing is her on the opposite end
Hell did I see her crystal clear,
Reflecting the dimmed light into my eyes,
It's her mere sight,
Smile traded for a smile back,
Definitely felt something right,
Everyone shifts to the couches in the lightless room,
I knew it was going to happen soon,
She and I exchange whispers,
While Jealousy caves in on the others,
Everything happens so slow ,
Yet the time races, there's no tomorrow,
And as we approach each others' close aura,
Her friend sears her with a gaze as if she has no idea,
Go on now open the the box of Pandora,
As lips almost touch they take her, they leave,
Claiming to be past curfew, as if I'd believe,
Though I don't understand what had just occurred,
Nothing happened yet they fled like birds,
I feel sad and mad and even recent memory is blurred,
Only thing I see clear is her,
As she walks away sad and stirred,
No form of goodbye exchanged,
Everything simply deferred,
I go home.
And I wonder why she gave me this curse,
Mentally attached, ****, put my thoughts in a hearse,
Nothing could happen that's worse.
Someone tell me why,
Her earring is currently clung onto my shirt
No idea what to call this
Don't even know if its a poem
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