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I gave my heart to a woman--
I gave it her, branch and root.
She bruised, she wrung, she tortured,
She cast it under foot.

Under her feet she cast it,
She trampled it where it fell,
She broke it all to pieces,
And each was a clot of hell.

There in the rain and the sunshine
They lay and smouldered long;
And each, when again she viewed them,
Had turned to a living song.
Words can be unsaid with contradictions
Actions dismantled by apathy
Torture is a weapon of the timid
****** is a thought that breathes

I held a man’s life in my hand
I looked him in the eyes
I spat on his face and I said
“Stop your god ****** lies”

Pity can’t describe the tone
And black is too bright
A colorless voice filled the room
Smoke circles the dry air

“Thing’s have been done for a reason, commandant,”
Orders and protocol of course,
“People have died by your words, commandant,”
His voice was tired and terse

“Battlefields are full of life, General.
Trees and shrubs and grass.
Once we drive into the city
Asphalt fills the path.
It’s concrete and it’s steel.
It’s muddy bricks and dirt.
Beneath the street lie fault lines
Of lust and greed and hurt.
We can’t abandon principle.
We can’t behave as sheep.
We must **** out all the wolves
And help protect the herd.
We must feed their minds with despair
And wet their mouths with vengeance.”

I received the order.
Pulled the string taut.
No more breathing.
No sound came out.

We left the bag on his head
And dug a shallow grave
We threw his body in the hole
Dropping dirt on top
“Here lies a victim of design,
A person with a name.
He had no reason for which to die.
We killed him just the same.”

They wiped sweat off of their brows
And turned to walk away
The sun shone down upon them all
But I turned the other way

I looked down at the grave below
Then above as if to pray
I cupped my face with my hands
It was a shade darker than grey
MVIII
I think what’s happened here is miscommunication
Or something of the sort
A failure to compromise, or a lit fuse too short
Some simple, unavoidable misunderstanding
Of something hardly usable
That can’t be super-glued or monkey glued
Or any type of glued
Just listen: I’m not supposed to be here
I left so long ago
That place where what you think matters
That place where I listen for your words
We’re non-incommunicado, just in the reverse
Sure I could have said it clearer
But the phrase “it’s over” is overused and terse
I prefer my way, my place
Where I whisper “I forgive you”
Even though neither one of us is hurt
Except me
Where I’m hurt, and it matters
a quiet blank.
pendulum stopped.
my mind is yerning.
i feel with my memories,
trying to secure a thought.
Reaching out,
grabbing the long since dead.
I hold, clinging to the past.
as the world passes me by.
i wish we'd met under different circumstances,
in a beautiful parallel universe.
where the dull blue skies we dwell under now were light,
and the hatred we respire no longer spewed from our mouths.
i want the air to be cleared and our brains
fogged from the heartless reality we maintain.
i want our imperfect utopia to be untouchable,
a place of perfect imperfection,
where i can love you with all my heart.
As the sky tears
at the sea
billows of smoke rise;
air expanding in burst.
The bombs are falling
and the sky is falling
but i still cant think of a place
i would rather be,
than here, and now, with you.
 Jun 2010 Kayleigh Redwine
Dean
Occasionally I’ll see you
Within the lyrics of a song
On the face of a young woman
In the depths of a dream

And the sting never fades

But I seek not your pity
Or even a word
For you I know it was worse
Than I’ll ever know

So much has changed
Since our hearts were entwined
We’ve grown to be adults
Made commitments that bind

You knew then what we had
Was rare indeed
A love to last our lives
… Had I only took heed
When i first said yes, i had butterflies in my stomach,
i had streams flowing in my belly,my mind captured
with words to paint my love for you.
at first i did not know...yet from you i learnt.
you loved me to love, embraced me to embrace and smiled
at me so that i can smile back.
When i was only a bird trapped in my fears, u patted my feathers,
you placed me on the palm of your hands, encourged me to fly.
When i would smudge lipstick on my chin, you wiped it
not  as a spot but as just a deflection to my God given beauty.

i would then listen to you in my heart every second as if you were
pacing with my heart beat, i walked on streets with confidence
because i was sure of you by my side, as if you walked with me.
you would swear i was illusioned,who cared?.

i loved beyond my ability to love you. i loved till you were no more.
How then does a day become life, when everyday you appear
as one i once knew. All laughs i ever pulled,just echoes
of the time that was. You walk as if we never were,dreamt nightmares.

in agony i still love, from a distance i still love,
in your absence i love you more, in your presence
its out of control.
despite all you made me rise, how i wish i can soar with you once more.
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