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Explain to me your fears
For those fears however real or misconstrued
To be halved by my knowledge
Quashed by my love
Speak of the loss in moonlight
When thoughts turn away from peace of mind
Allow me such a prayer upon a false deity
That I may release you from the harrow
Secretly positioned as the statue of strength
So that if the day may begin as the first day without you
Be it one with I still in mind
That I, from my own statue state
Frozen in the moment of our last embrace
May be strength in which to hold.
Yet we mustn't foretell of feelings
For who am I to consider a feeling that I cannot live without.

If one day you were to leave
Through the explanation of need
I could but let you go
As I refuse to be the hand that rips a heart in a tug of love
For that would be the only reason
Yet if it was to be the stranglehold of fear as your need for release
I could not say goodbye
Instead push forward my words of confidence
In assurances of love
That I shall break that statue
Break the silence and cold stone of fear
Pull you from the shrapnel
Release you only into me
And be the vapour in your veins
For that you to breathe me in every wake
To smoke screen the moonlit fears

I consider a thought
That of loss
And if that loss would stop me seeing you in the wind
How could it remove the early bird call of awakening to you
As if through the night you plant seeds that grow under lids and open my eyes to your blossom.
Could loss take the thought of you
Take the words from out the poetry that flows so easily within the pages of your love
I fear it not
For without the daily communication
The stolen moments
The mornings, the evenings
Without the wine and gins
Without the music and messages
You still
Would be, inside.

There is no justification for losing
I would make loss of the world
Before letting you fade
I would give up hope of a god
And faith in everything in the understanding
That everything makes sense.
Would it not be for you
There would be no world
No world in which I would care to live
Watch sunsets and the follow rise
Without moment
I would be still my love.
Forever waiting
Without fear
For one more moment.

Never leave
And I shall stay
Let loose the demons that dare divide us.
Send them to their caves
In silence.
Then explain to me your fears
And I shall show you my love
Not to let go
For I cannot walk an unlit road,
The demons of fear and envy will always be in the obscurities of moonlit perception
Until we can relax
At ease of each other’s hold
A promise, not to the lord, though onto ourselves
To never let go
do you think you'll ever lay her to rest?
allow her to sleep?
she's stayed awake for months on end
and every time she tried to close her eyes
you shook her awake
again

telling just one more tale
one more tall story
one more lie
that we must all
simply listen to

listen to this little ditty
i'm sure you'll recall it
once i'm done
do you remember the time we...?
no.. not really..

without sleep
all she sees are hallucinations
disjointed recollections
of the tissue paper life
that blows..

in the breeze

did you know
sleep deprivation
is a form of torture?

and you have kept her up
long enough

and she's tired of being worn
like an overcoat
as your splendid outer garment
in all it's melancholy finery
passersby remark
on how well you wear her
and you have the audacity to say
'Oh this old thing'

she's wearing thin and eventually
she'll disappear
altogether

she's becoming threadbare in places
and no matter how tightly
you wrap yourself up in her
she won't keep you warm

but that's only because
you don't want her to get warm
or let her go to sleep
you just won't let her rest in peace
will you
 Jul 2016 Madeline Clow
Victoria
our actions reflect our feelings
i dont hide it anymore
and it seems that
neither do you  

why then are we in this limbo
when you can change everything
                                              
while i 'know'
the flicker of uncertainty          
is bound to grow

please catch it before it becomes a fire


*tors
 Jul 2016 Madeline Clow
EpiPen
And all there ever was
Melting snow shows the bud on the branch
It was so cold
I forgot this in the winter
That there would be a spring
I dont know If you would save me
I dont know if you could save me
Dont know if im worth saving
And all there ever was
I won't ask you to run to me but Run to me
When you know you should be should be with Only me
you know you were my everything
You are all there ever was
All there ever was
I felt everything
And you are all that Ever Was
You don't want this feeling
Like loosing everything
You were all that ever was
and I had the purest intention
The purest intention
But Purest intentions were frozen and White as the snow
That melts away in the spring
Leaving new buds Exposed on the branch
The change of seasons always brings a new thing
Inspired by "Nine Inch Nails all that could have been" This poem is not missing what never happened but what once was and touches on what will be.
Let’s get old
and grow bored.

Waste our lives
on a story told.

Grinding days
don’t get greased.

Decaying thoughts
and watching screens...

Live vicariously
Through others dreams.

And watch the attention seekers
in corner store magazines.

Let’s go grey
then pass away…

Sitting in
our favorite stains.

Where we lived slow
and talked about the world...

And watched weather change
And thought,

‘This will be interesting.’

Or how that person once cut off your thought
and you went on about it until your final days.

Ruminating isn't so bad
as we laugh at the things that drive us mad.

Leave behind a legacy
and allow our descendants
the pleasure of doing the same
mundane things.

Work a life
unexplored.

The repetition
of “day and nights” chores...

I forgot to mention
the feelings of love in our lives…

But that’s just fleeting
when everyone dies.
Each star
A soul
Sound asleep
On earth
With eyes
Closed tight
And minds
Wide open
Dreams awaken
To dance
Some sing
Some explore
Dare live
Laugh hysterically
Scream violently
Passionate sobs
Last dreams
For some
First images
For others
My star
Now dim
But soon
Shall shine
For dreams
To dare
I will
Adventure towards
 Jul 2016 Madeline Clow
Rhiannon
It's far too hot.
I've opened the window,
But it hasn't helped much.

I can feel the cold breeze,
But nothing seems to be working.

A book in my hand,
Trying to distract myself,
No not from the heat,
But from your absence.
 Jul 2016 Madeline Clow
Rianna
Wild
 Jul 2016 Madeline Clow
Rianna
I don't belong to you.
I belong to the world.
I am of the essence of the stars.
I am meant to be free,
to be wild,
and to run with the hunted.
The quote at the end "Run with the hunted" is from Charles Bukowski. I really love his work.
 Jul 2016 Madeline Clow
cartel
It's 1:46 am
And this is me
Giving up on you
And u told me not to
And I told u I wouldn't
But it's 1:46
and I'm giving up on you
Not because I don't love u still
After all this vacancy
You still occupy me
After all this silence
You're still a blaring siren
But because I'm sick of u filling me
Because I feel empty without u
So it's 1:46
And I'm giving up on you
Not me
Not us
You
It breaks my heart
Because I feel we are drifting apart.
You say it is not true.
But we don't talk like we use to do.

I know it has been hard.
And I want to do my part.
So I will keep on loving you.
Until you say we are through.

I never want to let you go.
Without you this world can be so cold.
So until you say we're through.
I'm just gonna keep on loving you.
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