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 Jul 2013 madeline may
j
soothing
 Jul 2013 madeline may
j
rain poured down
at 3am
and all I could do
was smile
and it's true when they say
that it's the little things in life
that bring you real joy
the soothing sound of something else
falling as hard and as fast me
Sometimes I hunger for pain -
it's better than feeling
          e m p t y.
Floating away while desperately
trying to cling onto what's left.

Air slips through my fingers
and it smells of you
-- the musk of your past,
because I'm not ready to
leave you behind.

Yet you're soaring away
-- wings beating steadily.
And soon you'll be a
speck in the sky.

I'm forever grounded
-- you planted me,
never bothered to water me
and left me here to wither
                                                    
                      *-lf-
© Leelan Farhan
    July 2 2013
 Jul 2013 madeline may
j
her skin was as white as chalk
and her heart was as cold as ice
and she was still
so very young
but she felt like all her life
would come to an end
if she didn't find
"the one"
soon

she was naive
to the worlds cruel ways
and unbeknown
to the way that life's
most devious plans
always ended in somebody getting hurt
not just her

but she felt alone
with nobody to hold
and so much love to give
and every time
she thought she had found someone
to love and care for
she was taught that love
was a falseness
that existed only
in her fairytales
and her most extraordinary
fantasies
 Jul 2013 madeline may
j
I'm not sure
if it was the way
you treated me
like nothing
that made me fall
in love with you
but I think
it might have been
because I loved
the idea
of someone
hating me
as much
as I
do
 Jul 2013 madeline may
Meka Boyle
Daddy wasn't  there to **** the spiders,
So mommy gave them the gift of life-
Gently lifting them from the crevices of my tiny room,
And carrying them off to freedom
Atop a tattered kitchen broom,
Softly whispering sweet condolences in their secret language.
And that is how I learned what poetry is..
 Jul 2013 madeline may
Yasi
she liked tea with sugar and lemon
always smelled like peppermint soap
and her hair fell in ringlets around her shoulders
like a golden halo
her handwriting was neat and pretty
her eyes were dark and wide like galaxies begging to be explored
she was a pleasant girl

he dove into her seemingly infinite galaxies
and found out she was not as sweet and clean as she appeared
she was broken
from her split ends, paper cuts, and cracked skin
to the thoughts that flooded her brain at night

from a distance
the girl was spotless and confident
but when people got close enough
they realized that she was far from pleasant
and definitely not spotless (she was a mess)

her wholesome appearance attracted him
he fell
and found that she
was cracked
a few summers ago
i climbed the water tower
wearing overalls with
four beers and baked in the florida sun

i almost spent the night there
but you saw me from your window
and asked if i was thinking about airplanes

i hadn't considered them
up to that point
but then i was swimming
on a hot tin roof
with paint chips in my mouth

i stood to my feet and flew
like a pencil or a piece of paper
folded into a football
flicked at a 4th grader

and i landed in
your hips
and on
your
kiss.
 Jul 2013 madeline may
j
the only reason
i ever submitted
to all of your childish needs
was because i was alone
vulnerable and broken
and in need of a hand to hold
and the fact it just happened to be you
that tripped me up
along the path to recovery
is the only reason
i will ever look back
upon my past and frown
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