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 May 2016 Jonny
Jathan Hall
Want
 May 2016 Jonny
Jathan Hall
I want you
I want you to want me too
It hurts to know that I can't have you
All my words are true
You want to feel a sense of happiness
Let me give it to you
I wanna make you my baby
And maybe one day we could make babies;
I love you with every emotion in me
I wanna have you
I wanna get deep inside you
Feel every aspect of your body and soul
Old poem 12/3/15
 May 2016 Jonny
Misty Meadows
Who knows what this will do
To us.
Constructing walls of destructive
Trust.
Glass may break but can never
Rust.
Even the sun wants the lust of
Dusk.

Who knows what this will do
To you.
If grass is green and skies are
Blue--
Roses red and blood is too.
Love is blind, obscure my view.

Who knows what this will do
To me.
Mistakes so sweet be bruising me.
I fell so hard I'm losing sleep.
Can't dream, I count elusive sheep.

Who knows what this will do
To us.
Wiping tears with ruthless
Love.
Tending wounds with useless
Dust.
Impatiently waiting, but never
Rushed.
 May 2016 Jonny
Gerry Aldridge
The Industrial Evolution

I want the rain to wash away the grime
From this filthy living corpse.
Its dross filled pores
And a life cloaked in rust ridden slime.

Dumped grot covers me.
Exhaled from the mephitic breath
Of a thousand septic chimneys refusing to fast.
Spewing out ****
Drowning all us luckless souls in muck.

The inevitable residue of greed
Deposited by those with no belief in the End of time.

A planet of zombies
Wading through a mire of death.
Only waiting for the time
They reach the END.

(Gerry Aldridge)
 May 2016 Jonny
Tommy Jackson
Words can be silenced
Only for a lifetime
But my words will live on,
And my ghost won't be gone
Until night til the dawn,
My poetry will spill
Like ripened wine.
I'm everlasting
To everlasting.
My body may be passing
But my eternity is forever,
Like a perennial rosebud
My locution hangs with the
Good that's to come,
And hushed I shall not be.
 May 2016 Jonny
Lex
5:18
 May 2016 Jonny
Lex
And suddenly
I was captivated by how he held his steering wheel
I was blown away by how the shadows of the passing streets lights
made themselves home on his skin
I wanted to be home on his skin
I wondered what it felt like to be embedded into the cracks in his hands
Actually I wanted to be a small molecule that belonged on his fingertips
Even for just 2 heartbeats
I just wanted to place myself over his chest
And for a few seconds my life would be completely in my hands
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