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I am no poet, yet I write poems.
I am no writer, yet I write stories.
I am no hippy, yet I believe in world peace.
I am no politician, yet I have my opinions.
I am no god, yet I create.
It sounds ridiculous but only I feel productive when I'm doing nothing.
Sitting back, just relaxing.
Popping blue beans, burning bowls of green.
And just thinking.
Daydreaming about how things could have been.
How things could still be.
But how things will probably be.
Just close your eyes and let music be your guide.

Entire lives constructed and played out
in grand fashion. A world so detailed
I would rather get lost,
And never come back to this travesty of a society,
so raw and primal.
so human.
My world is so beautiful and yet so depressing
because it's what ours could be, but never will become.
Anything to distract me from this.
The 24 year old burnout grinding through school because there aren't many options left.
So where will I'll be in 5 years?
I wont.
  Nov 2014 Helen Crews
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham



I dare you to wrap your lips around it,
Not matter the flavor,
I suggest you taste,
Wondering did we get enough drinks intended,
To further your attention,
Just to kiss my face,

What's that!
You wanna reversal,
Intelligent skills,
You don't need rehearsal,
Press against it,
Like your heaving,
Your amazing gifted,
With your moaning and weeping,
Neck kisses,
When you get the chance,
Reminiscent,
when you wet your pants,
Calling it wet dreams,
But I just call it romance,
Kiss me,

I dare you to wrap your lips around it,
Not matter the flavor,
I suggest you taste,
Wondering did we get enough drinks intended,
To further your attention,
Just to kiss my face.
***
  Nov 2014 Helen Crews
Anna Smith
pass the bottle
put on a smile
all fun and games
until it gets too wild
swallow your feelings
who knows what else
when it's all over
you don't even hate him
nearly as much as your self
  Nov 2014 Helen Crews
Sam Knaus
Let me feel your heartbeat in time with your hips.
  Nov 2014 Helen Crews
Tori
We don’t kiss.
But that night we did.
Crawled into the dark and shared a long embrace.
Unexpected. Unprovoked.

With your hands rediscovering my body,
And your eyes rediscovering my soul.
I told you I loved you, but I didn’t say it out loud.
Neither did you.

We turned to the past,
And expected the same.
Sharing our minds,
Sharing our beds.

You had me,
You owned me,
You stole me from myself.
And you left.

I see you with her,
I see you smiling.
You don’t see me.

*You never saw me
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