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juan zavala Aug 2010
Tell me have you seen her the girl who took
my heart, who took my soul and my words.
She left me speechless, weeping, and crying in
the dark with no memories.

Tell me have you seen her the one who stole
my laughter, my judgement of right choices.
Standing here naked not knowing what to do
with my life. My tears she stole from me I can
never shed a tear only solution, shedding my skin.

Tell me have you seen her, let her know im looking
for what she took from me my salvation, my dignity,
my ability to write*.....(my blood drips on this poem)
juan zavala Aug 2010
If your looks could ****,
I would already be dead.

Your eyes are dangerously beautiful,
One gaze would blow my mind.

If your glossy lips were poison,
It would paralyze my body.

Your body is a bombshell,
Holding you might cause explosion.

If your voice was the sound of a siren,
My mind will be lost in your grasp forever.

I tell you what though...
if our hearts weaved together,
we would surely die together.
juan zavala Jul 2010
dark night black as coal

let the children sleep tonight

it's not time for them to go...
Haiku
juan zavala Jul 2010
Raining red all day

Nobody sees it but me

It's flooding of blood..
Haiku
juan zavala Jul 2010
Your red rosey plush lips,
I must have touching mine.

Running my fingers through your hair,
I must feel your thoughts.

Gently caressing your face tracing every corner,
I must feel the face of a angel.

Your soft hands on my chest,
I must let you touch my beating heart.


I have quite an addiction on you my love,
I must have you because your my drug...

Over dosing on your love is my way telling you..
I got to have you always and forever more.
juan zavala Jul 2010
Young pretty lady how you shine brighter than the moon,
Attract me into your grasp but in my heart I have no room.

Sometimes I think to myself if it's right to give you a chance,
But the thing you want mostly is hidden in my pants.

I seek love and a happily ever after ending,
All you ever cared for is money and never ending spending.

I can't take any more of your malice and destruction of evil doing,
take this pill and I hope you burn at where you're going.

Sleep well on a bed of rocks and sticks were your body lays,
You now dream of endless thoughts surrounding your filth for days.

You now run free and wild like the sly fox that you are.
your no memory or no thought so no one cares who you are.

Its fox season and just killed mine,
but hunting vixens like you...are hard to find.
***** means: 1. A female fox. 2. A woman regarded as quarrelsome, shrewish, or malicious.
juan zavala Jul 2010
Dark starry night, all is quite.
Sounds of leaves falling flapping
and twirling a gust of scented nature.
Sitting alone in the dark pondering,
awake by memories like a rerun on a
Loop.

I Could just remember when I first
Set my eyes on her, my love the one
whos holds my heart in one hand and
the other.. the key to it. Beauty Unbearable
Shines light upon dark, cuts through
shadows and glistens with sun rays.

Im alone in the dark just sitting, rocking,
back and fourth like I have no self control.
I cant sleep phantoms whisper in my ears
reminding me of what I have lost dear to me.
"An accident!?!" I keep telling myself over and
over till its embedded to be well convinced.

No more my love is with me she sleeps
peacefully not temporary but eternity.
Her soul was lost from an accident I say.
No more but I still smell her presence her
touch I still remeber..but one day,
We argued while she cooks, her hand she
holds her ticket to death.(knife)

Cutting away on the table while we argue
I grab her to get her attention but she slips
down and with her, her death ticket.
As I watch horrified in shock she gasp for
Her last breath, I rush to her aid.
I looked at what ended my future, my everything,
my love..

Im holding her tight screaming to myself
but no words speak out. In a  silence staring
into her eyes, my lips move telling her, begging
her for forgiveness. I kiss her to comfort
her letting her know that everything
will be alright. I look away to find help
but only to find emptiness, loneliness.

As I sit while she lays across my arms,
she gasp for here last breath only to feel
her heart take its last beat. No more she
calls for me nor her heart, I cried rivers
drenching her in sorrows and guilt.
Laying here lifeless only way I can keep
her forever if I was to bury her near me,
her home,her previous life.

Her body Im holding taking her to her
resting spot a dark shallow grave.
She deserves better my mind tells me but I
can't let a single soul know, soon ill join
my love so we can both be together again
just like it used to be...

Two days pass by but it felt like years crept up,
seconds became minutes, minutes became
hours, hours became days as if time just stood
still for a lifetime. I waited in my room no food,
no sleep, just to see my love would come back.

Midnight lingers outside wanting to
shadow over me. Im immune to darkness
only to accept it as my life style..but all of
a sudden scratching, crying, and pounding
outside my front door. I come to my senses
to discover only insanity like no other
only to hear an unexpected vistor late
night..

Walking pacing slowly hesitant to wonder
what could be the other side door this late
night, when all is dead with silence no trees
whistling no leaves falling. I open the door
as it screech loudly. My love stands before
me the flesh but to find a corpse decomposing
a smell so foul it reeks as it hovers and suffocates
the smell that Im use to smelling from my love.

She walks in..no words are spoken but to find her
holding my hand and leading me to the bedroom.
Eyes no longer show life but just sunken in the
sockets no pupils just a dark glaze over them
I see what she has in store for me as she points for
me to lay on the bed so I do. She joins me on
the bed but its not what I expected to be...

No soft touch, no light shining or no
sun glistening. We lay, I thought to myself
so this is it huh.. I close my eyes just to
picture what my love looked before her soul
went dark revengeful. I can feel without a
doubt that she holds my heart in one hand and
the death ticket in the other...
idea from steven kings pet cemetary
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