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Leila Jun 2014
In the depths of my wake
I find it hard to fake
So I don't even bother
The outcome will never foster
My well being or happiness
I used to try hard for this
Those days are finished
The grandeur now diminished
Cause I know honor doesn't exists
A hunter may conquers his quarry
But there's no greatness in the midst
There is no such thing as glory
Everything dies and turns to soil
It matters not how hard you fight, how long you toil
The bounds of humanity will be bared down on
By the vastness of eternity and glimpses of dawn
Leila Jun 2014
I can't find light in the darkness
Your smile seemed so harmless
But nothing in existence could satisfy
And no kind of persistence can pacify
This battle of hearts won't be won
You and I will never be one
Your soul must have stopped being
Maybe your eyes have stopped seeing
You asked for my trust and then betrayed it
Like you were making some kind of statement
Now there's no right thing to say
This is child's play
And I am finished
Any chance once had now diminished
So so long and good riddance
Leila Jun 2014
Red breasted robin, sing me your songs
Sing like your signing for the caged bird who longs
Many times I've listened to you up there in the tree
I don’t know you say but I couldn't disagree
You must flew here from some forgotten fable
Anytime you need an ear I’m willing and able
Leila Jun 2014
Everything in me starts turning,
as a darkness gently shrouds.
The blood within in me begins burning,
as it creeps in with the clouds.
What I see is concerning,
all my fears now awake.
The universe is clearly affirming,
this twilight is opaque.
My soul inside me churning,
with all my life at stake.
My actions must be discerning,
every chance I must take.
Leila Jun 2014
From the sun's descent to its rising,  
everything inside me begins devising.  
All my soul within me surmising,  
any doubt I am now disguising.  
And with every passing instant i'm,  
seeking the sanctity found in rhyme.  
Hardhearted like in my approach,  
I may look weary but I never lost hope.  
It’s only that time has turned me cold,  
all these tribulations, you'd think i was old.  
With every breath I seek experience,  
steadfast like, honor gains with perseverance.  
Clear as day, I intend to listen to the words,
loud like the hills beckoning for shepherds.
I hope to grasp the heart of each line,  
and to learn form truths left to the whims of time.
  Jun 2014 Leila
Marcus White
I'm going off like a Koala
I anti got no time for this drama
I am high off this Llama
I do my best to please my mama
I work hard and chase the commas
Leila May 2014
Once you've lost love,
loving is never the same thereafter.
You'll cherish more your laughter,
you'll think differently when you see a man,
his looks will go through you like a bullet through your heart.
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