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I believe the year has become a little bit disjointed.
A little muddled up.
The night before this very day.
I rolled indoors after a night upon the town,
My spot of going out to play.
Mother develops a mighty frown.
Came in late from local town.
Every light in the house was on.
I thought maybe it was October.
All the windows shone a mighty glow.
I thought I'd arrived for Diwali.
(c) Livvi
My kids never turn lights out x A bit of humour.
There’s a devil in me trying to raise his face
there’s a god in me trying to put him in his place
a fight to fill the hole in my heart
but the battle is lost before they can start
soul electric, here to stay
pulls me apart need to make them pay
a million volts in a lightning kiss
re-align my core in symmetrical bliss.
The young lady sat with her head in her hands.
Sat on an old wooden block.
In the middle of the local park.
There was sat the spirit of the lady Boleyn.
(C) Livvi
 Dec 2014 Charles Smith
kgl
Autumn
 Dec 2014 Charles Smith
kgl
i met him in september
and his hair was kissed by light
i loved him by december
as the world around turned white

i knew him in october
when the nights conquered the days
whilst divided in my feelings
i was safe inside his gaze

i sought him in november
when my smile began to fade
i listened to his heart beat
and i wasn't so afraid

i met him in the autumn
and i hope he's here to stay
'cause nothing's felt the same since
he first brightened up my day
Sitting in a pool of ****,
other peoples ****,
**** all over me,
I am nothing,
just an object,
a still life subject
art school joke,
I'm a mess,
a **** stain,
a fugitive on the run,
running away from life.
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