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  Feb 2015 Key
Charles Bukowski
little dark girl with
kind eyes
when it comes time to
use the knife
I won't flinch and
i won't blame
you,
as I drive along the shore alone
as the palms wave,
the ugly heavy palms,
as the living does not arrive
as the dead do not leave,
i won't blame you,
instead
i will remember the kisses
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me
everything you had
and how I
offered you what was left of
me,
and I will remember your small room
the feel of you
the light in the window
your records
your books
our morning coffee
our noons our nights
our bodies spilled together
sleeping
the tiny flowing currents
immediate and forever
your leg my leg
your arm my arm
your smile and the warmth
of you
who made me laugh
again.
little dark girl with kind eyes
you have no
knife. the knife is
mine and i won't use it
yet.
Key Feb 2015
I've Never Let A Past Lover Go..

They all have taken a piece of my heart

So I am left with nothing

But an empty cavity

Where my heart once was

So forgive me if you should think I don't love you.
Key Feb 2015
I was lost

in all the love you gave me.
Key Jan 2014
I just wanna see if I got it in me
if I can keep going and going
becus I've been surprising myself
With the new things I keep finding out
thought I knew all of me
some things I knew I was capable of
like love with my all
haven't did that since
well we won't speak of what's gone
but that's the whole point
I'm here, and understanding me
*** we're all lost souls
Til we find our way
I'm some hippie hopeless romantic
made of many galaxies
and there's nothing but star dust being blown off my unventured planets
Just keep shocking myself
and I thought I was finished loving myself
but there's more to love than ever before
and I couldn't be so thankful
for the mistakes I've made in my life
*** they've all brought me to this point
With still many years to come
Key Sep 2013
We play small in this world
Because we fear we are inadequate.
We think we lack strength and motivation
When actually our bones are made of it.
Failure was a word created in our lives
Just to derive us from our original intention.
But we must stand tall
We are all meant to shine bright.
Instead of swimming in an ocean full of tears
We're supposed to float high above the clouds.
There are the footprints on the moon
And man-made droids on Mars,
Our goal is to reach for the stars.
Liberate yourself from your fear of drowning
And soon every other second will be worth it.
With every passing day as a vision of hope
How can you frown upon it?
Your dreams are only an action away from reality.
Key Sep 2013
They tell me I couldn't make it
That all my race does it fake it.
But together we'll prove them wrong
Before us they;
strived and reached
With powerful motivation and dedication
Blood, sweat, and tears
Created a race that'll stand strong
Against all odds
And prevail.
Back in the day
The rhyme went "words will never hurt me"
So steady, tall, and proud I'll face them.
I'll let them talk
But I'll devastate them
Leave them quiet in my path.
Success flows in my veins
Pumping our hearts,
Forming the only incentive we need,
The will to push ourselves.
Don't ever let words derive you
Always let them prescribe you
With all the medication
You need for strength and harmony.
Key Jul 2013
The beauty of it all
Simply amazes me.
Admiration and appreciation of your physical being.
Not even touching upon your mental
or spiritual yet.
I admire you
As though I'm the artist and I sculpted you,
to the exact way I wanted you.
But I didn't make you
And I can't get past that.
You came unto me as that
And I praised the Lord
One figure I didn't have to change.
So I begin to chisel your mind
To find what your mental was made up of.
Your head was made up of stars
but no constellations were formed.
It was a black hole
******* in all knowledge
Leading to a galaxy
A perplexed galaxy
And I loved exploring it.
Visiting every star and discovering every planet.
I fell in love with your 9th , your sun.
It lead to your soul.
Your spirit.
Whatever you may call it.
And although you let me in for only a few seconds.
I followed your outline that led inwards
to comprehend that we met before.
Your flares felt familiar.
This was the next lifetime
And our chances were here.
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