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Last night I had the strangest dream
An Angel came and took my hand
She opened her wings and we flew
Forever high until we reached Heaven
She showed me to another world
Unlike the world far down below

Children played, black and white together
All races and creed walked side by side
The lion walked with a baby lamb
A little three year old girl giggled
As she rode on the back of a white wolf
Up above I could feel the sun shine down

I saw John Lennon and Bob Marley laughing
John Wayne in talks with Buddy Holly
A mouse and cat played gently together
This whole world was a marvel to see
No ocean but fish swam in the sky
Dolphins swimming next to the sharks

The Angel turned and she spoke to me
"Please do not judge our God", she said
"Those little children tormented to die"
"When down below in the world of yours"
"Will be reborn here and be at peace"
"For God can not stop the evil below"

I understood, for all the bad that we see
Of people who suffer and the things we do
God will never tresspass in our dormain
The souls will be reborn in this perfect place
To begin anew and to always be protected
Away from all the hate and bathed in love

I awoke and wished I could still dream
And I knew I would return there once again
When the right time came for me to go back
So until then, I will walk in this place of ours
Knowing that Heaven is now waiting up above
While down here we are all living in Hell
copyright Chris Smith 2007
Angels on a fiery wind,
screaming down at all who've sinned,
eyes a-gleam throughout the night,
frightened by unholy light,

the lord looks down upon the world,
a blackened darkness now unfurled,
no holy light can penetrate,
this cloud of sin will not sedate,

alas the world is at an end,
no mortal being shall now transcend,
the gates of heaven bolted tight,
the door to hell is now in sight,

Satan guards his world below,
he welcomes strangers, friend or foe,
to enter this, the world we've built,
a world of pain, of endless guilt,

a world to which we bring the young,
eternal torment now begun,
we live alone, no hope in sight,
enslaved in this eternal night.
Nekatu Poetry © Arik Fletcher
Silence speaks
if you stop to listen
it tells a story
if you are quiet
in the moments between
the spoken words
made rich with meaning
by what's unsaid
silence tells a story
that words try to hide
©2009-2010 Michael Acosta
confusion delusion
driving myself insane
pondering questions
no one to blame

do this thing or that thing
choose quickly, chose right
it's nothing but nothing
the rest of your life

Feel everything, feel nothing
why no in between
madness bubbles up
now choke down the scream

bravado, confidence
run, flee from me
loathing and hatred
self inflicted wounds

I'm funny, I'm kind
a good and nice guy
and still I hate myself
I hate myself why
©2009-2010 Michael Acosta
I sit on the floor
sobbing, weeping
against the garbage can
it's right that I end here
Thoughts of an end
thoughts of the end
finality, stopping the noise
my head is an echo chamber
a cacophony assaults me
a sinuous voice winds through
telling me it's right to do this

I sit on the floor
breaking every promise
making lies of my words
driven by shame
she comes and finds me there
the edge to end it in my hand
my incoherent pleas brushed aside
the things I start and never finish
in the moment it seemed so clear
to succeed at last at something, anything

a week has gone and still
my mind travels along that edge
how did I get here when
I had long ago put this aside
in a moment it surged out
surrounding me, from somewhere
deep, deep inside
I feel like that child again
made wrong and ***** in the closet
made bruised and battered by
hands that were to guide me
fleeing from the anger into shame

I find brief moments of peace
a tenuous hold that is so fleeting
I grasp for meaning, for purpose
I look again for hope, to continue
to end this fear of myself
to see myself through eyes untainted
by the loathing and hate that I see
through the eyes that are mine
©2010 Michael Acosta
Always there when I need a helping hand,
Always there when I can barely stand.
Always there when I need a shoulder to cry on,
Always there when my confidence is gone.

Never too late when I need advice,
Never too late to make me think twice.
Never too late to pick me up when I fall,
Never too late when I think I've lost it all.

All those fights and all those nights we've cried
Made me realize that you will always be by my side.
Through thick and thin,
You've taught me how to hold up my chin.

You've been there for me when I needed you most.
You've been there for me when I needed you close.
You're always there for me when my hold on control gets weak,
You're always there for me when I need a kiss on the cheek.

These past four years of you being my best friend
Were the best four years of my life that will never end.
They say that nothing in this world lasts forever,
But they odviously haven't seen us together.

The past four years were the best I could spend.
After this poem is officially finished,
Everyone will know,

You're My Best Friend 'Til The End<3
Inspired By My Best Friend Kasaundra<3

I LOVE YOU!!! :D
Memories, darkness, unforgettable pain
My weariness is your sickening gain
Falling into your stupid, mind-boggling game
Each and every time, it's always the same.

This trickery has led me straight into a deep black hole
They call it depression, I say it's my soul
Sit, cry, review my sorrow
Hoping and wishing I see no tomorrow

These scars I have thrashed so deep in my wrists
Are all my crushed dreams will consist of
When you abandoned me, terrified, alone
I accepted hell was my only home

Getting used to the hurt, entering day in and day out
Now that my mind has freed itself, nothing else to think about
To call this suicide, would simply be a crime
This reoccuring process, is what has caused me to die

As i pick up the barrel, this seems like my only escape
Finger hesitates on the trigger, eager to enter my only fate
Sweat gushes out, and tears pour out of my eyes
At innocent gunpoint, because of your lies

This room's getting darker, spinning as my vision blurs
She fires a bullet, his selfishness was what murdered her
As she lay deceased, sprawled out in her ****** blood
Tears and fear dismiss her body, her hope begins to flood

Free from the sopping red river, she is away from all anguish
How she begs god to forgive her, this was her only wish
As god began to speak, in her life, he took control
He did what he thought was right, before the devil plunged her soul

When her family arrives, to her flesh on the floor
The scene will leave them confused and soar
All she would say, is the pain had led her to a style of strife
She took the one exit that would exempt her from her life
Inspired By Backwoods...
I was sitten @ the trap spot
waitin for a bag and bombers
I can't  wait 4 him to get here
so i wait a little longer
Finally he's here
so I can start feeling good
until tomorrow
so I turn my phone off
and tell them to please
not even bother
I need drugs to ease my mind
because this world is full of sorrows
and i try to cope w/o them
but the devil is a liar
me, I got a couple yamps
and they my ****** till the end
and I know if I got a problem
all I gotta do is call them
I was livin in the Land
and yeah I found a brand new man
and he tricked off yes once again
but oh I love him that's my man
but in a little while
we just gon b friends...If that
oh what to do without him
and my mains locked up again
so I'm gon learn to do without him.
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