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I know a girl made out of rose petals
she has words seared into her
her heart pricked with thorns
fingers trace her skin, soft, delicate petals
it crumples and falls away, reveling a cold void underneath where she has been hurt too often;
the coldness seeps out;
the words roar to life, consume her
she falls away, gone to the wind.
beautiful
deep
purtruding
marks
****
pain
past
anguish
memories
r­oadmaps
bodies
skin
human
She stood on the edge of a cliff,
Looking out to a world that didn't exist,
Waiting for the winds kiss.
This poem was inspired by: Langston Hughes, "Suicide Note."
Copyright © 2015 Paul Forbes All Rights Reserved
The waves pass by
Watching the butterfly.

The light rises over the flat earth
Saying her vows.
Columbus would be proud.

The wind caring the ground's kiss,
Salty and bitter on the lips.

The saline taste of Adam's ale
Inspiring a fairytale.

Hell's floor
Scattered among the shores,
Hiding their corps.

Apollyon counting the score
From the spoils of war.

The forms in the clouds
Dancing for the crowds.
Plato would bow.

Humanity lost in it's beauty,
Waiting for the Angel's duty
To take them away from life's cruelty.
Copyright © 2015 Paul Forbes All Rights Reserved
Deadbeat street heat
Dust on the window
Like the dead of night
Screaming like a crow
I didn't mean to fall down
But that's what happens when you move
And as long as you're around
Can you help me keep the groove?

In the storm, keep me warm
Under blankets or your arms
Tune the magic of your mind
And let me breathe in your charm
When the loneliness is killing me
And I know it's killing you
Would you mind if I rang you up,
To help me see it through?

Today is lazy, tomorrow's crazy
I won't worry until then
Because right now is where I'm in
And this dream will never end
Have you thought much about me
Since the sun rose in the West?
Because I haven't been able to keep you out
Though I haven't tried, I guess
I'm working on trying to maintain
a sense of tranquility
my diary
is filled with spontaneous arguments
and I am attempting to understand
just what makes it real
and at the beginning, it is mostly a reflection
on being an artist
but then later
it is something else
entirely
people come, people go
some grow young, some grow cold
Tom Petty
was a visionary
Cold concrete, isolation, barbed wire and stories of crime echo among these walls.
Trust not the cellmate, do your time, lonliness is in these halls.
A good soul waits, degrades, rejects the best of days that are offered in this place.
Dream of days outside, amidst the real world,  if only I can finish this race.
Calm I'm not on any day
Formed by forces beyond my control

You fear me without knowing me
I'm really just transparency

Plunge your hand into my belly
Feel how easy I give way

My life is one big rise and fall
The wrinkles and foam I produce

Mighty is my capacity to drench
Administering liquid in great degrees

Sand and rock are my enemy
They dare to stand in my way

In the end, it's my nature I adore
The constant eb and flow
I will
                                                       separate
                                                      the truth
                                                 from your lies

                                                          I will
                                                       fantasize
                                                     that we are
                                                   friends forever

                                                        ­  I will
                                                         devour
                                                       the night
                                                 until day breaks

                                                          I will
                                                          wa­ke
                                                     to navigate
                                                   my life alone

                                                          I will
                                                         protect
                                                   my shrinking
                                                       ­  dignity

                                                        ­  I will
                                                         survive
                                                  these moments
                                                         ­ so say ...

                                                     *good-bye
Betrayal comes. Life Remains.
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