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 Oct 2014 JennyFrenzy
J M Baker
The mountains,
Chalked with snow, Beautiful.

The trees,
Scarred from past lives, Sorrow.

The lake,
Bleeding with life, Stagnant.

The Land,
Specked with people, Oblivion.
Another oldie I found in my notebooks
Written spring 2005.
The world where I stood was a desert
thirsty for a pint of rain;
longing for a kiss that never came.
Not until you did.

Everything started with a droplet of your essence,
Out of nowhere. Unexpected.
YOU... yes you MANIFESTED.
Without notice, you took me by surprise.
A beautiful surprise I say.
For the first time in a while I felt,
my worries washed away by your presence.
Hot sand turned mud where then I lay.

In those moments I lost,
all anxieties brought by drought.
When through the years I thought
I'd never touch the rain I ought
to ardently pray for every night.
Imbued I was with your* "love".

clothes soaked. body wet. soul drunk.

your name the promise I mutter through the drizzle.
This body jived to the beat of a million sizzle.

Moments passed faster than it seemed.
I, taken away by lust of a parched soul.


I slurped. I gulped. I glugged.

as much as I could, never thinking of
what I would drink in the latter.
When the land runs dry;
when then again,
I'm deprived of water.

So then, what caught me by surprise,
left without a word... woah,
SURPRISE!
everything turned back the way it was;
an arid heart in a blink of an eye.

But what makes me wonder is this delusive sense,
of your cooling touch amidst this false pretense;


I smell–
Your scent stick to my chest like perfume odour.
My nostrils clogged with the aroma of your neck.
A waft that distorts the senses of this
consumed man.

Thoughts of you linger long after you are gone...
*Like the fragrance of rain that stays after the downpour.
A poem
for her.
or maybe
for myself.

#MovedOn
 Oct 2014 JennyFrenzy
AFJ
You made me believe in past-lives..
because there's no way in heaven our connections this new...

The passion & the chemistry, &the; synchronicity of journeys, simply couldn't have been born out of the blue...


On such short notice you alleviated my grievances, believing in my flaws and accepting my thought patterns. .  .

I told her baby. I know you don't like rings. But if I had the power to give you the world,..i'd give you the whole, Saturn.


She said, "Silly, i don't want a world.. that isn't enough. I just a want a world with you in it, even if it comes with storms."

But the minutes turn to hours, the hours turn to minutes. Laws of physics say something started must finish, or transform."


Like the river, on a clear night when the moon tickles the surface, looking beautiful till somebody decides to skip rocks..

The universe itself on the tip of my lower lip was the exact sensation i felt when our lips locked..

Perhaps we were married in our past life.
Maybe we'll have children in the next one.
but in this time and space presently?...

She decided to call it quits,
Broken heart. But; I can never hate someone who makes me feel heavenly.

So, I'll await lifetimes...
For the day she comes back, and if she never returns I will never complain..

Because she was heaven sent, an angel, a blessing. I'm honored to have even known her by name.

Though she quit on us..
i must say if only she knew.

The realest words ill ever speak are,
I love you, too.



-afj.
 Oct 2014 JennyFrenzy
Mike Hauser
There's a road, goes by the name of Freedom
All men desire to take
If you need directions, they're here for the asking
Today could be the day

Though it's a road not easily traveled
For it is filled with sticks and stones
Well worth the life adventure
In the direction that you're going

If you've been on the path forgotten
Fueled along by your mistakes
In how you've made your living
In how you've spent your days

To whatever you've been shackled
To whatever holds you back
Leave it all behind you now
No need to pack your bags

Step onto what's in front of you
Just reach out and grab ahold
Once you've set your feet you'll not want to leave
Your days on Freedom road
THE BEAUTIFUL FACE
MATLOOB BOKHARI
I saw a moving full moon over the sea
Then I saw the face of a maiden
I stopped and said, “Moon is fair
But the sweet magic of her face is
  Fairer far, which attracted my eyes
Captured my heart and won my soul.
Moon tries to imitate hr face and
Rose tries to copy her lips in vain!
She is beautiful,she is most beautiful!"
Niamh Dada Land Lovely friend. Many Blessings
Michele Vizzotti-White I totally like the first one, it was vivid and I saw how the rose must have felt, they r both awesome and fanciful, a maiden more fair than the moon wow that is a powerful statement, the 1st one reminds me of a painting the second one a song of love, both lovely though
Demelia Denton Lovely written words Matloob Bokhari

Barbara Shoetaker And is this fair woman still the one who stole you heart?

Semeniuk Carole you know how much I love your poetry . your stories .. the way in which only you can tell it ~~ thank you my long time friend, Matloob Bokhari .. wishing you well .. alwayS !

ina Farnworth What a beautiful verse Matloob, thank you so much for
Connie Hofacker Hemmerich Senter Thank you, for sharing this lovely poem, Matloob.
 Oct 2014 JennyFrenzy
Jess
My heart is breaking
Piece by piece
It's not just a metaphore
Not anymore

I feel it in my chest
Right in my heart
These pangs of pain
You said it's for the best

But how can you decide
What's right for me

I can't let you be

But I'll give you that space
If you could just look at my face

I'm sorry I tried to understand
I went too far
Into those walls built from scars

The tears run down my face
There is no light in this place
You are the sun
But you always run

I'll let it go
If I could just have
Things as they were

Not a fabricated distance
That is only another wall

Please look at me
The way you used to
I miss seeing your face

Your sincere smile
I cannot erase
But I fear
I made it disappear
His lips fed darkness into her soul
Always leaving her empty and alone
And when death called,he persuaded her to answer
"I'll find you tomorrow",he said before he'd go
But when that day came,all was a mistake
And she was left with no home
Wondering in a space
Whilst her earthly companions mourned...
I was diagnosed with severe depression not too long ago...
I thought if I had problems too my parents would love me like my brother but I guess...
I thought about suicide but never was brave enough to do it...
The kiss of depression did not **** me,I live.
 Oct 2014 JennyFrenzy
Aron De Ro
Ink stains bleed more than I*
Marking wood beneath this thin paper
Like branding thoughts onto a fragile mind
I'm painting pictures on their ****** canvases
Vandalizing the thickest of skulls
Although
I see my questions have yet to pierce your eyes
Will any words to me ever escape your lips?
Have you written my name in your diary of misdeeds, or
Carved it deeper in your bones?
Can you not *feel
my fingerprints traverse this poem?
I grow so tired of this effortless disregard
For my crippling self hatred seems no more than a result
Of my inability to hate you
You perfect, breathing  @#!*%
 Oct 2014 JennyFrenzy
J M Baker
The spark that will be my hot-aired transport to lift me to the visions of grandeur inspired by childhood innocence and dream.
Found a really old one rummaging through old notebooks.
Written November 13th, 2008.
it's 3am,
and you're sitting over there,
with bruises covering
your body and you came to
me for help, and there's
nothing i can do for you
but hold you, and
you don't want me to
because my hands are
shaking and i can't seem
to reach them up to your
face,  i can only
feel the blood pounding in my ears,
and see the way your eyes
light up when you're
looking into them,
screaming and crying
for me to help you
but i don't know
how to and no one's
around and your hands are
letting go and your
breathing is getting
shallower as your tears
are getting deeper.
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