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  Jan 2015 Dark Jewel
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I will forever love you.
Dark Jewel Jan 2015
What's happened to compassion,
When all memories have fade...
Inside a lonely soul.

Passionate praise,
Brought down by selfish hate.
Broken hearts rise.

What happened to compassion?
When all gone insane.

Insanity born,
With one single shot.
Small slices.
****** re-marked.
Dark Jewel Jan 2015
Hands raised,
For the prayer today.
Paris, France.

I hear your cries.
I heard the shots fired.
I could see the blood stains.

Freedom of Speech,
Will always live on!
For Paris, France today. I heard on the news what happened and I'm praying for those who were shot down and their families. Repost this! The terrorist will be put down or cut down! It's freedom of speech!
  Jan 2015 Dark Jewel
Joshua Haines
I'm a white, male,
American dreamsicle
who says "****"
way too much
to not be cool.

I read about my father issues
on my mother's face.
I hate things and people
because the news told me to.
Art is ****** and ****** is art;
when Billy killed Sue,
my heart raced.
Do drugs with me
or do none at all;
promise me when we're high
we won't fall.

There are ******* on the street
and the cops are shooting them.
There are ******* kissing
and old, white men are scared.
There are mentally ill people
and they are "seeking attention".
There are women with voices
and old, white men are scared.

I am an American Dreamsicle:
cold, unhealthy, and killing your kids.
You can buy me for 40% off
and I promise to take 60% of your ideals.
I am what my parents don't want me to be
and that is the appeal.
Little do I know, I am every thing you are
and that is my cancer.
Me trying.
  Jan 2015 Dark Jewel
Àŧùl
You may try going,
As far as you can go,
But I know, yes I know.

You are missing me bad,
As far as I may keep trying,
But I know my final destination.

You failed to get me once,
Oh Death, slow death will come,
Immense emotional decay to fill in.

You must be frustrated,
Why does he not just die,
Probably you should concede it.

You can never forget me,
Stop trying it Lady Death,
I have with me my sweet Lady Luck.

You must be tired now,
Why not take some rest,
Probably even you should sleep.

I will die when it's time,
Not now do I plan to die,
Yes, I will when I need to sleep.

Knowing your strength,
I pay you respect truth of life,
I am not questioning your powers.

But what defeats you,
Is your own demon within,
O sole truth of life you get arrogant.

Having taken life for granted,
You refuse to accept defeat by it,
Each current, planned & unplanned life.
My HP Poem #732
©Atul Kaushal
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