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I want a kiss that is soaked by the rain,
On a street with no name.
I want a kiss in the ocean,
With all the sunbathers watching.
Give me a kiss in the backseat of your car,
Under the light of a thousand country stars.
Park your lips onto mine,
Whether it is or it's not the right time.
Because you are handsome and I am ******,
Because like it or not, I want me under.
So give me my highly desired kiss,
So things go further than a simple poem like this.
River of mind - can't think, can't hear
Don't know why, why it's there...

Am I cursed, am I hollow?
Or are you, just as shallow? (just my shadow?)

I can see, I was wrong
And the change, felt near my side

The mirror inside my mind, the window I hide behind
Lurking near my side, a friend of many tears
And through all these scars, these were truthful years
But deep inside of me, I fear this shadow

River of mind, your repeating tones
Such varied colors, expressing lies

Are you certain, you're hurting?
Or are you, just a shadow?

You seem to care, of what I fear
what has happened ~ to this river of mine?

The demons I've swallowed, I taste their filth inside
All the sins I follow ~ like an animal
Lurking near my side, a friend of many years
Through all these scars, these were truthful fears
The man accross the street is cursed.
Last week he has lost his wallet,
And he never had it back,
His dead son's picture went with that.

As he walked his dog to town,
The lead broke, started to run
A car has been speading up,
The dog cried out it's last bark.

His wife cheated him three times,
She left him their only son,
He never got a divorce,
His heart is now really broke.

All this because of his Mum,
Who is a witch on the run,
One day he drank her liquor,
And he never heard from her.

I heard whispers that women
Doesn't mind a bad omen,
If it's her son she's killing,
She doesn't mind, she's evil...

I really don't want to meet
The woman I mentioned here
Better avoid the trouble.
Her poor son will recover.
Completely fictional :D
Between the two of us,
there are three,
I, she  and our selfishness
in person, quite heavy,
as an undivided bundle,
others will always  perceive,
if one looks hard enough,
that is.
 Oct 2012 Kim Jong Il
Liz Edwards
Never understood this pain
Drowning in an endless rain
Straining for a glimpse of light
Buried in an endless night

Watched others struggle from afar
Nothing could erase the scar
Now I'm in this dark abyss
Not a thing that I would miss

Close my eyes and pray for sleep
Don't wake me, don't hear me weep
Can I survive another day
Pray that I just waste away
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