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An evening after a sweet summer rain
Brings a provisions I cannot explain

A scent of after rain dew
Bring fulfillment to greenery anew

The sun in the west has set
An evening of renewal to never forget

Clouds break apart and wither away
There is clearness to the firmament, I say

The stars come and appear so bright
The calmness of the air feels so right

The coolness of a tranquil breeze
Puts my racing feelings at ease

Darkness has filled the sky, a dark blue
And twinkles of happiness, the stars are new

The summer stillness, the gentle wind
Sends me to God in which I depend.
 Oct 2015 LycanTheThrope
Sky
Ghost
 Oct 2015 LycanTheThrope
Sky
My world has stopped.
It's ceased to exist.

Every ounce of me is gone and no one is anywhere to be found
I am looking into a black hole, it's never ending
There is no light at the end of the tunnel

Everything's just simply vanished

But the funny thing is, the world continues to spin, day in-day out
All of me is empty, I swear to god if you knock at the place my heart should be, it'll sound hollow
Where are my feelings? I no longer feel things

Look into my eyes, they are empty
I'm just a ghost
Too much has happened and nothing is the same
 Oct 2015 LycanTheThrope
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Everything is pitch-black, I can't see what's around me. I could only touch and feel. And it's so silent that the sound of every movement I make is disturbingly magnified. I felt my way to the window and there were glitters hovering before me. People say that stars are always shining for you, helping you through, but the light they emit altogether is barely enough for me to see hope. I know that the stars are there for me but they're so out of reach so what's the point? You just stand there and watch me bleed. And when will the sun come out so that I will stop shivering? It's been an eternity since I last felt warm. Besides, I needed the heat to evaporate the ocean in my eyes. It's all cyclones and tornados in my life, everything's messed up and my time is running out. How long more can I last?

I kept waiting and waiting for the sun to rise. For when there is light, I might be found and saved.
I have drowned in the captivity of your eyes.
Eyes so mesmerizing like a sea of blue.

When the sun shines upon those eyes,
Its gold radiance gleam sparkles in that sea of blue.
The blue which hath drunken my soul.

This drink I taste is so refreshing,
It quenches my thirst for love.

This feeling I get when you stare at me,
Intoxicates my very soul, my well-being.

What a love this is this drunken feeling.
 Oct 2015 LycanTheThrope
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The conversation tumbles out in ribbons and fall leaves,
In stories we all tell ourselves that nobody believes,
Walk with wolves in their wolf clothes, costume suits and ties,
Watching it all end with deaf ears and hourglass eyes,
As the chips turn to ashes, we fall where we please,
On grey dashboard tables, on broken church knees,
Vulnerabilities remain hidden behind a digital disguise,
Where everything that ever happened happened to be lies,
Our feet are getting older now, we tiptoe a safer route,
Drunk on expensive alcohol, nothing new to write about,
I was always left or leaving, maybe I’m already gone,
And I want to talk about it, but you turn the TV on,
So I stare out the window, and I wait it all away,
Repeating softly to myself, We’re all okay, we’re all okay.
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