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I don't care where I'm walking
as long as I'm walking away
Divorced from the world
Welcomes were over-stayed
Irreconcilable Differences
You, I, He, She
All those unspoken words in between
the lines
His pick-up lines
Her lines of coke
Both nothing but broke jokes
Rome may not have been built in a day
But
Rome fell anyway.
Copyright © 2009 Jacqueline Ivascu
Breathe in
Cucumber Melon lotion
Breathe Out
Cigarette Smoke

Sit down
with your empty eyes
and drink
from that full cup of joe

Been There
Done that
Fell off pedestals
Slipped into slums

Re-arranged the seats of life
and got sick of surface girls

Nest Egg cracked
Ceilings fell
and
Humptey Dumptey
they say...
he never got well
Copyright © 2009 Jacqueline Ivascu
Sometimes You talk.
Sometimes I listen.
You need ***
and I need company.
We use each other equally.
A relationship
of scheduled appointments
convenience
and need
is all that we are.
You and Me.
You need someone to touch.
I need to feel you there.
Anything to make us forget
life isn't fair.
An agreement.
A compromise.
"Just stay here tonight."
A mutual understanding.
A give and take thing.
But we don't talk about it.
We pretend
that I really like you
and you like me.
Yet we both know the truth
that matter of fact...

We're only a meeting of minds.
We still store our hearts in the phobias

**we hide.
Copyright © 2009 Jacqueline Ivascu
Call me Ishmael.

Call me Jackie.

Call me a *****.

Call me as many names as you wish.

Call me
              lover
                       friend
or                             foe

Just call me something.

So I, too, can know.
Copyright © 2009 Jacqueline Ivascu
I don't support this war,
but I don't have the key to this
government's door.
Even if I did they'd throw my opinions
to the Congress' janitor's floor
because the fruits of their heart
are rotten
right down to the core.

Do we even know anymore what we're fighting for?

And sometimes...
I feel like I can't speak,
can't say what I think.
The country I loved
is choking me.

On this war is spent billions and what for?
They could be,
should be
doing something
                  something more
Maybe, just maybe, feeding the poor?
Creating health insurance middle class and below can afford?

Our politicians are prostitutes, they're tainting our youth.

The unemployment line
keeps growing in size.
The cookie is crumbling,
This Nation's economy.

We need a Revolution.
Find the solution.
So LOOK
my generation and SEE
the bigger picture,
what's going on out there
and start to care.

Recycle you paper.
Refresh your beliefs.
Take my hand
and make a Stand with me.

Mr. Moronic,
you know who you are.
You don't speak for me.
Only wealthy companies.

And your most elite supporters
I want to know
is it for ***** money?
or something worse?

We are suppose to be your people.
You treat us like neglected pets.
What will come next?

You won't take way my choice.
You won't take away my voice.
So go ahead, burn me like the town witch.
Beacuse I won't conform.
Because I'm different.

USA!
Land of the Free!
Dig and you'll see.
You're in bad company.
And those freedoms you treasure
are being taken away
a little more
                        every
                            ­ day


Congress men and women bought
                      left and right
Will you be next?
Put up a fight.
We eat their half-truths
and puke up the ruse.

Government closes your eyes
by telling you pretty little lies.
But is it worth being blind?
Keep covering your ears
and you have nothing to fear.
But, eventually the Truth
will make you HEAR.
I wrote this when I was 15.  
Now looking back at it, it brings to mind a song I heard recently; " The New Wine" by Qwel and Kip Killagain.


Copyright © 2009 Jacqueline Ivascu
Constant Full moons
rubbed my nerves raw.
Tedious Half-Truths
made my emotions see-saw.

Our
          train
                      is
                       ­    coming
                                             to
                                                   a
                                                        STOP.­

I have not yet decided if I should get off.

Can you just hold me steady?
Help me breathe
and take a break
(we need to take a break)
from knocking me off my feet?
Take off this blindfold.

Let me see.

It was so easy to fall for you,
but it's so hard trying not to.

It came naturally to wish for forever
But so much (too much)
work to actually be together


Let me go.

Because crushes crush
and after...
(when it's over)
will my heart die out
like an ex lover's laughter?
Copyright © 2009 Jacqueline Ivascu
Struggle with it
Fall faster in love
Won't tread the water
Won't float above

Drunken Slurs
"Let's be as we were"

Once upon a sad girl...

He laid his head
upon her bed

Sick hearts don't get well

She fell for you that fall
and waited again for autumn to come
But the rain didn't go away
and you


well



you



*you never stayed
Copyright © 2009 Jacqueline Ivascu
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