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 Apr 2014 Red Bergan
imadeitallup
we're waging wars
with each other
by way of space
and silence

we took an oath
under our breaths
swore we'd forget
there's an undertow
and it keeps on
pulling us in

I see how you are now
and I'm so sorry
I gave you my heart
what's done is done now
we've got to play
the lesser cards

we're starting fires
in each others forts
thoughts like arrows
pierce through the armor

we took an oath
to defend our kingdom
but we broke our crowns
it wasn't supposed
to happen like this
love always wins...

I see how you are now
and I'm so sorry
I gave you my heart
what's done is done now
we've got to play
the lesser cards

**turning this into a hopefully very pretty song soon for "Ghosts of Punk Rock"
 Apr 2014 Red Bergan
imadeitallup
I know why
you stand so far
away from me
cause there's
someone in
between us

she can't be a ghost
cause you never let her die
all of this time
you kept hope alive
and it's killing everything
between you and I

you can't  kiss me
goodbye with her name
on the tip of your tongue
you can't see me 'cause
she's caught your eye

she can't be a ghost
cause you never let her die
all of this time
you kept hope alive
and it's killing everything
between you and I

I won't watch you
look for her in me
I don't want your heartless
body lying next  to me
I'm not sorry that I
won't be that girl

she can't be a ghost
cause you never let her die
all of this time
you kept hope alive
and it's killing everything
between you and I
© Ghosts of Punk 2013
 Apr 2014 Red Bergan
imadeitallup
she said,
you're like the dark
you are mysterious
I call out for you
and something else
answers me back

there are no friends
no lovers
just opportunists
under covers

There is emptiness
in content
Folly woven deep
within success
It isn't the darkness
that scares us
Its the light, or lack thereof
at the end.

she left me
like a continental divide
little did I know we were
sleeping on a fault line
I called out for her
but she's too far to
hear me now

there's no coincidence
no second chances
just opportunities
and circumstance

There is emptiness
in content
Folly woven deep
within success
It isn't the darkness
that scares us
Its the light, or lack thereof
at the end.
This is very cute and short when played. :)
 Apr 2014 Red Bergan
paper boats
You've done something to me.
Life wasn't like this before.
I write poems about love now,
And convince myself that they aren't for you.
I don't know how you feel,
Does it really matter?
You've taken over my mind,
And the butterflies in my stomach...
Wont sleep.
Lets just go our separate ways,
Before its too late.
Because,
Its inevitable.
Please stop...
Please stop.
Before i fall in love.....
The dragon guards his fortune
Though he has no use for it

He'll never let them take it
Not even The smallest bit

He's lived for centuries
He's seen many come and die

He knows they'll never get it
But enjoys to see them try

It is his only reason
For continuing on so long

He's here to guard his treasure
And to him this isn't wrong

Someday he'll be gone
And have to let it go



But Not Today
My heart on my sleeve
It pumps and it bleeds

More than you'd think
Too often it seems

Too trusting ,too naive
I just want to believe

That there's somebody out there
Waiting just for me

Who knows,eventually
We'll meet
 Apr 2014 Red Bergan
qynce b
happy
 Apr 2014 Red Bergan
qynce b
I am a happy
And well-adjusted child
Learning to be sad.
 Apr 2014 Red Bergan
Àŧùl
You were wary of all guys till you
Met my dumb but intellectual self
In this vastly wide but empty void
Called my hopelessly romantic life
Then we were only poetry friends
Slowly was peeled this fruity love
Now we have been in sweet love.

Can you explain this relationship
Or would you choose no diagnosis
And only relish its divine sweetness
How very sweetly it has happened
Why & how we two got together..

Finding the heart which was lost
Through all ages, time and again
Tides o'times our love has faced.
They tried sinking love but it resurfaced!

My HP Poem #618
©Atul Kaushal
 Apr 2014 Red Bergan
Rachel Mena
We cannot grasp infinity in our minds

Yet we hold in our heads that we are
infinite

We forget we are *not
 Apr 2014 Red Bergan
Wednesday
Bed
 Apr 2014 Red Bergan
Wednesday
Bed
We were the mystery
We were the shaking of heads
We were the whispers in the bathroom at 11 am

We were the smoke in the hallways

We were the leaves catching on air currents
like "I don't care how or why but I'm going somewhere"

We were balled up bills in the crook of
someone's sweaty Xanax palm

We were the lamps at night burning
We were the lasers on the ceiling
We were the lines of chemicals waiting on the counter

We were nothing good
nothing but mud and regrets on our feet

The teachers shook their heads
wondered to themselves how we ever got to sleep
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