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 Jan 2015 Kaye B Anderson
raenona
there are trees in the sky and a sea in my veins but you consume each thing i see, when i'm alone on a saturday night i just remember your hand on my waist. there's a whole world out there but i want nothing to do with it unless i have you by my side and i can't imagine shrugging you off, i can't imagine my life without you because i fantasize about a white-picket-fence life with you. last night i had a bad dream and i couldn't stop running away, i always run away from people and i know i try to push you away but i need you in my life. how could you know how much i need you?
 Jan 2015 Kaye B Anderson
Antonio
The sideline view
Of a poet's life.
Topics free falling
In ranks of predictable verse.
Lacking vitality,
Inspirations disperse.

My thoughts wander.
Vibrating to the hum of
Flourescent lights above,
As the cursor blinks
In hypnotic rhythm.
Drawing me into
The pale blank screen
And beyond.

Falling once again
Into daydreams
Of her golden hair glowing
In Autumns waning light.
Hands merged in a gentle grip
Warming the evening chill
With a soft peck of our lips.


Longing in stillness,
Attending in silence,
The cursor, again, must wait
The many pensive stages
In a poet's futile task of
Placing verses on pages.
You do your thing
And I'll do mine
You have your beliefs
And I have mine
I do not mind
Not one bit
Just don't go around
Shoving your beliefs
Down everyone's throat
Only a minor rant
And I'm not sorry
Had to polish my old boots today
Because I gifted my last dollars away
Ah the novelty of poverty,
Short lived I'm sure
 Dec 2014 Kaye B Anderson
Jay
I tend to sacrifice my smile so that you can.
 Dec 2014 Kaye B Anderson
Jay
Exactly the way I remember you
Natural sun kissed skin so moist and crisp
Tantalizing eyes sending shivers thru me
Restless hands touching and teasing, please!
Instead of breathing I lose my breath in your
Good, sweet kisses oh how I've missed those
Uniquely silk lips woven by gods
I taste the memory of our last encounter
Now yearning to create something new 'cause
Getting over you is hard to do.
Now I lay me down to shriek
This death of kiss upon my cheek
A taste of curse I cannot shake
This pain of truth the sharpest stake
Your hypocritic travesties
Have only but empowered me
To wage this war and **** my plight
In rage against your dying light

Now I pray me down to weep
Such great misfortune I must keep
This binding rope has set me free
No sin remains to harbor me
Alive in fires of purest ice
As death contrives to still me twice
So swiftly from its poisoned veins
Engraving soul with jagged stains

Oh, how I've paid it down...so weak
So futile, all these words I speak
Such wasted breath upon the masses
Faking selves and kissing *****
How much heartache will it take
For selfishness to finally break
What is it that controls the minds
Of those who tighten their own binds?

Break me down, for I can't sleep
Another nightmare comes to creep
Into the world of waking dreams
To burn the flesh and rip the seams
Such fabric of decay is woven
Lies we've lived, denies we've chosen
Is it regret, or what we deserve
For taking orders and losing nerve?

Let me drown in desert's dust
My skin to crack, my bones to rust
Much better than to drown within
With haggard sight and crooked grin
Mistakes I've made, and pay the cost
I'll never gain all that I've lost
But maybe I can leave this place
A memory that's not disgrace

So, lay me down my soul to sleep
Embraced by light that I still keep
And may tomorrow bring a smile
Through all the pain and loss worthwhile
May I still see the beauty there
And leave a taste for those who dare
To find what madness cannot take
Before we lose what's still at stake
Miss Mission Impossible,
aren't you tired of this?
Miss Mission Impossible,
you take on the threats with a kiss.

You ****** pain to be on you side;
You graze on the blade until you bleed.
Your sweat, and blood, and tears...
Now dry
Miss Mission Impossible...
You tried.
taking the risk & failing
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