Lexiconical Quinn: Favorites

Feb 2013 Lexiconical Quinn

Drew Dockerty

A temple goddess of high renown
Like the moon her light blazes out
The world abounds her every desire
To feel her wind blow upon my ear
The whisper of come here!

Like a maze her gaze it captivates,
Binging my heart in leaded chains
Picture perfect in every way a
Tattooed beauty all golden glow

Feb 2013 Lexiconical Quinn

Face

Feb 2013 Lexiconical Quinn

Constance Alexandra

Face

I walk the world with thoughts of you
In every place I go
Your voice is on the winter wind
Your footprints in the snow
And every tool I try to use to scrape you from my mind
Cuts your name onto my tongue
And beats me till I'm blind
I layed my head upon your knees and breathed the air you breathed
I cut myself when you were cut to know just how you bleed
Now as I walk this empty earth with nothing but a face
To breathe me and to bleed me
Until I leave this place

Jan 2013 Lexiconical Quinn

Life's Wife.

Jan 2013 Lexiconical Quinn

Shelby E Brooks

Life's Wife.

Sometimes I dream that I'll spontaneously combust,

Or that my body will one day turn to rust.
I dream about fearing death,

And wake up out of breath.
Then I remember it's just a dream,

It makes me want to scream.
Because I know the world is full of life,

But death still remains its wife.

Jan 2013 Lexiconical Quinn

Secret Sonnett

Jan 2013 Lexiconical Quinn

Doug Collins

Secret Sonnett

Each night I lie here beside you
Looking at your **** pale skin,
Flawless against the scarlet sheets,
My palm tracing the angles of your body
That is so closely nestled into mine
I can feel each breath as if it were my own.

Each night, as I softly rest my lips
On the nape of your neck,
Caress the side of your face
With the back of my fingers,
And Whisper I love you's only loud
Enough for me to hear,

I find myself wondering if she
Could take your place.

Jan 2013 Lexiconical Quinn

Scars

Jan 2013 Lexiconical Quinn

Scott Robertson

Scars

Fading away constantly
these arms tell stories of a happier time
when emotion was released
instead of eating away from inside

Closer to death than all others
I realize how beautiful life truly is
how lucky we are to be chosen
to find someone to share our love

Having to hide away
memories on my arms scream
telling me to break
to show that pain can help cope
with a heart not completed

Jan 2013 Lexiconical Quinn

Incubus

Jan 2013 Lexiconical Quinn

Reyna

Incubus

He bites his lips, the shape of ***,
and creases his brow.
A musty breeze from the bar’s open door
sends me the taste of his breath,
cheap peppermint and wine.
Its succulence dulls my senses.
His terrible fingers trace my neck,
and I forget about the danger.
And he pounces, an incubus,
an ancient resident of urban wells like this one.
But his mouth is so sweet,
I cannot care.

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Jan 2013 Lexiconical Quinn

I'd rather have the nightmares

Jan 2013 Lexiconical Quinn

Joe Rader

I'd rather have the nightmares

I'd rather have the nightmares
I'd rather have the worst of dreams
Where demons dance through every thought
And adorn the sickest scenes

For the feeling of these silken sheets
Now fills me up with fear
'Cause I know that when I open my eyes
I still won't find you here

Jan 2013 Lexiconical Quinn

Walking through oblivion

Jan 2013 Lexiconical Quinn

Socally Picter

Walking through oblivion

Inside me lay only smoke and ash.
Hollow and full of ***** words.
The outside isn't as pretty.
A stumbling man reaching rock bottom.
It wasn't so gradual a fall as it is now.
I fell hard, but continued walking.
Trudging onward and downward.
Step over step conceding all your hope.
The bottom isn't black and dark,
it's full of hope,
people dreaming of going back up.
and people hoping this day is their last.
Here I am standing in a puddle of pride,
just knowing "I'm still alive"

Jan 2013 Lexiconical Quinn

Relapse

Jan 2013 Lexiconical Quinn

Daniel Kenneth

Relapse

I can't help but feel
That this isn't how life was supposed to be
I was not intended to be born
Wanting nothing more than to perish
And escape from all the suffering
That has plagued me for all of my days
And has kept me trapped inside
A broken heart, an empty mind

Death would be a release
From the day to day struggles
That weigh me down
Battering my willpower
Eroding any and all chances I have
To be happy, and normal
Instead of forcing smiles
With dead eyes

One shot should do the trick
Or a noose, nice and thick
So as to hold up the bulk of my sorrows
That have been on my shoulders for years
Better yet a handful of pills
And a dignified departure
From a miserable life
Into a blissful end

Jan 2013 Lexiconical Quinn

If creativity didn't exist...

Jan 2013 Lexiconical Quinn

Keenan Akeem

If creativity didn't exist...

Imagine a world without a creative thought.
Rubies, Diamonds, and Gold
Values that were never sought,
It caught your attention but you
Couldn’t be at amaze,
Amazed at the fact of something so beautiful
Astonishing, lost in a maze.
You twist and turn
Left and right
You’re stuck and in a nutshell
You wish you could describe it, but you fail to Upheld
The creativity, the essence, the beauty
God, I wish you could see
The marble, the bronze,
Whew… It’s so sweet
I feel I can taste it.
Its sugar, cinnamon, spice
Nothing nice, but I want it
Flaunt it, tease a little… Who’s it gonna hurt?
Tenacity, Generosity,
Who ought to be?
The one to harness something
Special
It’s a jewel, stolen from us at the beginning
Human nature bought it here, well get it back
You’ll see, because we are nothing without
CREATIVITY