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 Oct 2014 Jay
Marie-Niege
Doug,
 Oct 2014 Jay
Marie-Niege
my throat is a
net filled with
butterfly wings
and wooden  
handles.
[this is how you made me feel]
 Oct 2014 Jay
pluie d'été
could you watch me
for a moment
darling

i'm falling at your feet

pale pink
and lighter than a feather

a part of a blossom
you chose
to balance
on the handle of her front door

but she didn't notice
the way you smiled
or the way your eyes lit up
in the grey
at the charcoal
of her eyes

and all this time
you thought you knew
but now you wonder
if she was pretending
when she whispered in your ear
crushed to your side
"I love you"

angrily
you shake me
from behind the twisted tree

tender hands
becoming cruel

the ground rises up
indefinitely
to save me
from your separation
k.d
A re-work of one of my older poems.
 Oct 2014 Jay
pluie d'été
green
 Oct 2014 Jay
pluie d'été
is this how feeling alone
feels?
he asks
staring at the empty
cloud laden sky

i dance
in the rain
as it falls

green
spinning
blurring

catch me
kiss me
 Oct 2014 Jay
pluie d'été
it took me
three years
to let him go

and almost four
for him

and now there's you
and your eyes
and voice
and the butterflies
you brought for me

and i swear
you must have
made them fall in love with you
and then fed them
to me
while i was asleep

because they don't stop
trying to get to you
 Sep 2014 Jay
Renmar
Yours.
Who am I?
You know me.
How do you know?
I bare all I am with you.
All my walls have been broken.
I finally saw the best in you tonight.
A side of you I could never really see.
All because you would never let me.
I'm questioning if it's even real.
Maybe I was just dreaming.
Your eyes reassure me.
Kiss me soft now.
I know you.
Mine.
 Sep 2014 Jay
oh me oh my
father
 Sep 2014 Jay
oh me oh my
you listen.

when he tells you
you
are
worthless.

when he tells you
you'll
never
be
anything.

when he tells you
it's
always
your
fault.

when he tells you
you
aren't
good
enough.

you listen.
because im your father, and you have to respect your parents. you're just 16, you don't know anything. you won't succeed, you'll be just like your druggy brother, your other drop out brother. you're just like my bipolar ex fiance, that's the kind of stuff she would pull, you know better. you don't need that medicine, just get over it. you're going to hell for believing in that, you don't know any better, you're just 16. you are so disrespectful to sit there and talk back to me. you're wrong, wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong, im always right, you're only 16, you don't know anything. youll grow out of it, you need to do better, you need to try harder, you'll never amount to anything. you need to stop, you need to listen, you need to think. why are you crying because i raised my voice to get my point across, you weren't listening, you should've known better, you need to hear the truth. you need to get your act together, you're 16. you don't need to say things like that, you don't need to go there, you can tell them you can't go, you're only 16.
 Sep 2014 Jay
moon
-
 Sep 2014 Jay
moon
-
"I don't love you from the bottom of my heart, but the core of my soul."
This fire's growing stronger,
the temperature's rising.
I'm burning alive,
there's hatred arising.

From the ashes of my charred heart,
comes a pain I cannot bear.
I'm screaming for help,
but no one seems to care.

I'm going to be honest,
I'm not okay.

There's a lover still alive in me,
a fighter, a friend.
But he's drowning in complexities,
and the tide's pulling him in.

This ocean is rising quickly,
I'm struggling to get free.
Every effort to escape fails,
as the water rushes over me.

I'm not okay.

I cannot climb this mountain,
it's taken all my hope.
The ***** is too slippery,
I can't do this alone.

I'm not okay.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
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