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Johnny Davis Oct 2018
A warm summer day
I'm naked on the beach
Sun kissed skin and wavy heat
Look into my eyes
They're filled with sunshine and palm trees
Listen to my lips
Your ear loves this fruitful melody
It's a paradise in a seek

One foot in the sea
I'm already drowned so deep
I can't breath
You can't hear it

Steel in this heat
Melt in a mislead which againsts my usual belief

Shape me or save me
I'm tender and flounder
Drop me fast in this frizzing water
I'm whatever

Pick me up
Now look over my left shoulder
Grab me by my right-hand fingers
Can you turn me around?
When I'm in this shape of a sinner
Please come sooner
Before my last word becomes 'over'
Johnny Davis Oct 2016
I saw you; I swear I saw you.
You and your divine attitude .

I could tell you were living in a beautiful life.
You loved your wife, as a man, working hard and trying to provide.

As I was watching you running miles, I couldn’t stop imagining how I could make you shy.

Firstly, I would invite you to a room where you wouldn't see the sunlight.

Then, you would be tied.

“Oh, I see red, Are you shy?”
I smiled and said: “Sorry, my darling, I have to apologise.”

It was only your blood that covered my eyes

The tango was still going, and I started to wonder why
Why you ended up crying, shouting and dying

Was it your holy innocence?

Thinking hurts, worse than the cuts on your flesh.

Let’s just both wave and say goodbye.

“Bye, dear stranger.”
You were sleeping like an angel
“fine, I would help you.”

“Bye world, bye.”
Johnny Davis Mar 2017
I am a ******* broken radio that my grandpa wouldn’t even bother fixing
I got a thousand channels, and all of them overlapped in every second
You came to me and said you wanted to enjoy the 90s
I knew what I had and believed this time I was gonna make it right

“Sir, this is location 328…”
“Love is wonderful…”
“Oh, Jonny! You can go **** your own ****…”

All the channels got mixed up. Like the cereal that I had this morning
Uhm, It was more like the **** cake you slapped in my face on my birthday last year

I wished you would stop tapping me with your beautiful finger
At the same time, I loved the new crystal nails you just did yesterday. Your soft skin against mine and nails stuck on my back, left me marks and joy

Stop leaving me
Don’t give up on one tap or two

My frustrations attacked the balance of the stupid sound system
I was either too loud or too quiet

You finally left the room
I was still on the table
intermittently playing the 90s
Trying to find the perfect volume
Johnny Davis Oct 2016
Reveal the love
Resilient cuts
Reactivate the lust
Reduntant purr

I can't seem to get enough
You just simply changed my world

"Tell me what it means to be yours
What it means to be more?"

Kiss you against the wall
Push you on the floor
Don't you dare think again this love is false
ily
Johnny Davis Oct 2016
ily
We are only a few words away
But you won't say

You are so beautiful
I keep on making mistakes

You are living in the mirror
I can’t seem to chase

Chase your face
Chase your shade

It’s ok

Eventually, everything fades

Your smiles, veiled
My tear, caked

What’s ridiculous?

Nothing ends
We are still riding on this carousel over and over
We call it **fate
I live rationally so I can appreciate the enchantment of the captivating tragedy, fulfil my obsession for the broken beauty.
Johnny Davis Oct 2016
stitches on your face
heartbreaks
moaning from the cage
shivering in a trance

I’ve learnt wrong from right
I’ve fallen deep for your lies
Never a misery can be as treasured as your life
Adore that broken toy, a pretty kitty that loves to destroy
Johnny Davis Oct 2016
Milly has a candy house
What an invisible little house
Milly told me it was not a solitude
It was a gift from the childhood
Milly painted it red and blue
With her little scalpel
See, All the puppets were doomed
Milly danced to her favourite tango
and suddenly all the puppets sang to the moon
“It’s late, Milly you should go to bed.”
Milly heard that
“Milly please don’t be sad”
Puppets turned to candies and said
“See you again”
Milly’s candy house and her little friends
What if I told you, red meant blood and blue meant mood.
Puppets were the poor humans and the house was made of bodies.

Was it still a cute poem?
Johnny Davis Oct 2016
The beauty of consciousness is that it can't be defined or duplicated.
Johnny Davis Oct 2016
I want to get on my knee
I want to make you mine

I feel more secure when you are tied

Put a ring on your finger?
Baby, I won’t be satisfied

I want you so badly
I’m obsessed, and you are hypnotized

Never a day I don’t wonder how we’ve got drowned in this love and crime

Guess that’s what people say
I’m your longing
You fulfill my appetite

I can only see love
Through your throbbing veins on your sternal line

I can only hear love
Through the screaming and crying

When you are chocked by the chain
When you are hopeless and frightened

I know I’ve loved you right

No one else matters
Nothing else shines
Your existence means more than my life

But baby
I’d only get on my knee
when you die
Johnny Davis Dec 2017
If only I could gaze in the endless darkness
If only I could breath in the deepest water
If only I could reach the end of time
If only I could turn around

But my love
You taught me how to visualize with different eyes
Where all the black and white becomes colorfully bright
To breath what’s not in the air but in your words
Where it doesn’t only keep me alive but devine
To fly with my mind
Where the wings are hopes and love
Where there is no wrong or right
To face myself
Where I can see beauty in disguse
Flowers bloom in mud

My love
I’m still learning
I might never understand life fully
At least, I want to love freely
If only you could keep teaching me
Johnny Davis Dec 2017
How can you love the rain?
When you hold my body
Don’t you feel the shivering?

How can you love the rain?
When you walk on me
Don’t you feel the drag in piles?

How can you love the rain?
When you look at me
Doesn’t it fool your eyes?
You can’t tell if it’s your tears or my lies

Still, you love the rain
You’re the only one who sees what’s behind
Web
Johnny Davis Mar 2018
Web
I want to see what I can’t see
I want to have what I can’t have
I want to touch what I can’t reach
I want to hold what’s beside me

Looking at the people on the sreet
Thier faces and outfits
What are they wondering?
Do they listen?
When the fabric tells a story
Are dreams realities?
Or some greek tragities?

I saw smoke coming out of a building
Fire burning down the roads
People screaming
Shouting and pushing

Mama! help me!

The spider is kniting a nightmare
Everybody on this streer is tapping on this giant web
String to string, connecting
From the distance
I realize I'm not one of them

I’m alone
I never wanted to be the spider
And still I wonder
Johnny Davis Mar 2018
Honesty cuts our reality when we cry

Tears becomes venoms
It poisons not only our love but minds

How can you love through lies
Or the ugly truth that you despite?
 
We never want to hurt each other
Then again, we still do
But we don’t fight
It doesn’t mean we are alright
Words are just there to satisfy

What I mean is
I love you so much
I don’t want to know what could happen
When love becomes a sight
But we’re blind

Would you still be by my side?
Feed me the lines
The ones break my heart and yet still make me feel alive

— The End —