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When my fingers are gripped
Around the trigger,
It is you
Who pries them away.
 Jul 2013 Jwala Kay
Sam Byrnes
an anchor of diamonds
reflecting light and beauty
not a crevice or a crack
no sliver of darkness
so perfectly perfect
so beautifully true

i swim to the depths
revel in the shadows
you glisten as you are
a nightlight keeping me safe
how do you stay so bright?
how do you stay so perfect?

i am a child in a library
of toys and imagination
you are patient and forgiving
beaming as i explore
i am with pirates and astronauts
a million miles away
i can feel you, my anchor
my guiding light back home

i am a drunk schoolgirl
suffocating in mistakes
you hold me steady and guide me
hold my hair as i'm disgraced
you allow me this release
no judgements or reproach
i can feel you, my anchor
my guiding light back home

i eclipse your features
still your beauty persists
we trade diamonds and regret
until we are a perfect match
and still you are beautiful
and still so absolute
how do you stay so bright?
how do you stay so perfect?
This is the first time I am exposing my poems to the anyone other than close friends. I welcome all critique :)
 Jul 2013 Jwala Kay
Caleigh Paige
i was like your favorite CD
used and scratched and
worn from use

except you didn't really
love my songs
or the sounds I played

you simply kept me
on repeat for company;
so the silence was
not as heavy
After playing lover to her
He left her for another woman
She was left with the wasted years
Couldn’t try another man.
A moment of love
Turned me beggar and blind
I made my bed on moon dust
Everything else I left behind.
Love just once
Left me in a trance
I put my heart on stake
Living became loving without break.
If I could be invisible
So when I ruffled your hair
And they fell on your eyes
You would know it’s the blowing wind.
If I could be invisible
So when I strobed in the dark
And it showed you the way
You would know it’s the firefly.
If I could be invisible
So when I planted a feathery kiss
And you felt the moistness
You would know it’s the morn dew.
If I could be invisible
So when I sat on your heart
And it felt heavy
You would know it is love.
In a quiet corner of the lawn
His forehead dripping sweat
Who’s that man sitting alone?
Must be the lonely poet!
From a distance what I could surmise
Was this man was drowned in thought,
Not minding the fleas and flies
That around him did freely cavort!
Was it disappointment I saw on his face?
Not having any luck with the words today,
So hiding in this corner for a quiet recess
To reflect and have them in his head replay!
He was swaying a little from one side to the other
I presumed by the tides that swept his inside
But as I approached him close, Oh brother,
He was plain snoring and no poet on a hunting ride!
 Jul 2013 Jwala Kay
Alyssa Holmes
you know, I’m already in your head,
and everything I’ve ever said,
you’ll think about ‘til after you’re dead.

because my words they meant the most,
and I’m the only one who got so close,
to getting rid of all those messed up ghosts.

but now maybe you’ve gained one more,
and I’ll haunt you to even the score,
and yeah, this definitely means war.

‘cause I’ll fight through death to win,
but I’d rather you just gave in,
‘cause baby, you’re like Berlin,

and your wall’s gotta come down eventually.
my darling
you have
the most beautiful eyes

how i’d love
to pluck them
from out your fairest skull

and swallow them whole
so you can see
my inner demons

and i can taste
your tears
inside of me
© Jene'e Patitucci
Clear off the bed
and come lie next to me
or lie with me
or crawl under these sheets
and die with me
or without
I'm used to it
but I could get used to this

Clear out your mind
and sink down low with me
or get high with me
or hold my hand
and lose some time with me
or without
I'm used to it
but I could get used to this

Clean up your act
and fall apart with me
or fall, apart from me
or fall, a part of me
and take some time to cry with me
or without
I'm used to it
but I could get used to this

Clean out your car
and run away with me
or run to me
or put it in reverse
and go back to the start with me
or without
I'm used to it
but I could get used to this

Cleanse your spirit
and embrace this pain with me
or brace for pain with me
or take a moment to put me back together
and just be with me, with me
or without
I'm used to it
but I could still get used to this
© 2012 Jene'e Patitucci
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