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Jan Harak Jan 2015
Yes,
I am happy.
For the first time
in a long, long while.
I read her words,
they make me smile,
every **** time,
I can't resist her,
even if I tried.
And I remember
how down I was
the last time,
the time before,
and the time before that.
But I found
how happiness is easy.
Just doing things
I want to do,
the way I want
to do them.
When I wake up,
I know this time,
I have found my sun,
and she shines just for me.
Sorry, this is not a great poem, just wanted to scream out the things I feel inside.
  Jan 2015 Jan Harak
Liz And Lilacs
They found her body;
At the bottom of the ravine.
Said she jumped in the night,
that she never looked back.

I wonder if anyone ever understood her,
I wonder if they even knew her.
Did they know she was hurting?

They did not care that she was gone.
They closed the case and called her dead,
A text book suicide, no victims remained.
Call the morgue and have her tagged.

I wonder if they knew,
About all those she hurt when
she died and left them behind.

Comfort the sobbing parents,
Watch her sibling misunderstand,
Send the family away,
And never think of her again.
Jan Harak Jan 2015
She is all
I do not want her to be.
Well, that did not go well.
  Jan 2015 Jan Harak
SøułSurvivør
You know you are in love when

You go out for a great meal and nothing
On the menu appeals more than
His/her lips...

You are kissing him/her and
A tiger comes up to lick your
Hand (tasting?) and you don't
Even notice...

The thought of him/her
Sends a thrill through your
Entire body...

When you are around your
Other friends they tease you for
Being a bore because all you
Talk about is him/her...

You see him/her across the street
And rush headlong into
Oncoming traffic...

The mustache on her lip
Only serves to make you want
To kiss her MORE!

You love to run your fingers
Through his hair...
Even though he has more
On his BACK than on
His head!

It's been 20 years and the above
Is still true!
Can you add to this?
Please do! And repost!
The more love in this world
The better!
  Jan 2015 Jan Harak
Liz And Lilacs
Turn your eyes from the truth
and pretend you know nothing.
Foolish child, the truth cannot be changed.
Forgotten moments, demented lies,
with the fading truth of the matter.
Innocence is a sin.
It's easier that way,
to pretend everything is fine.
How selfish, how childish.
Turn you eyes from the truth,
and sin, eyes wide, naive.
Time waits for no one,
you cannot stay in this simple life.
Innocence is a sin,*
and you can no longer be forgiven
for your ignorance.
  Jan 2015 Jan Harak
Liz And Lilacs
Creatures of the night,
Seduction in our voices,
My prey caught in a web of lies.
Open your eyes, you naive creature,
I've captivated you with
my enticing words,
But look into my eyes,
See the distance, the coldness.
I am a monster.
You should fear me, and yet,
you allow me to bewitch you.
I have the instincts of a predator,
But I feel sorry for how helpless you are.
Powerless, naive, open your eyes,
See the truth in this monster's facade.
Vampire legends are quite interesting. Beasts in human form.
(Once again, playing with perspective. Put yourself in someone else's shoes for once.)
  Jan 2015 Jan Harak
Liz And Lilacs
I am a vampire and you should fear me,
But not because I'll drink your blood.
You humans got the legends wrong.
I don't want your blood,
I want your emotions.
I want to drink in your joy,
Your hope, your sorrow,
Every last sensation.
I cannot experience it myself,
so I shall steal it from you.
You should fear me,
because I will take your humanity,
and all that will be left of you,
is a numb, empty creature; cold and distant.
You will be a vampire, too,
And they will fear you,
Just as they fear me.
but don't I fear everyone?
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