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Mark Bell 12h
Sunshine on
fragrant meadows
A metaphor for
my lady
She blessed me
with two children
And another baby.
Flames in your tears
Ice in your heart
I like the odds
When can we start.
Tongue so sharp
With porcupine feel
Let’s get together
And make a good deal.
Those vampire teeth
And evil smile
I will give you everything
And I’ll stay awhile.
Laying on my back
Looking up into the sky
The sun is so bright
I keep asking myself why.
Why can’t I feel
the warmth of the sun
Just Be happy try
Having some fun.
I am putting up barriers
I am stopping the flow
Im Not letting this
relationship
blossom and grow.
You lay beside me
And hold my hand
The warmth from your sun
I don’t understand.
Your poison
A disruptive type,
You believe your
Social media
And all of the hype.
You are not kind
This social media
Phenomenon
Has narrowed
Your mind.
When your texting
Becomes a digital hurt,
These mobile friends
will quickly dessert.
Im crying in my heart
The monster rages within
I must not let it out
Thats when trouble begins.
If Im not careful and somehow
This rage escapes
Then they get the answer
By then it’s far too late.
I am kind and respectful
I’ve try to live in peace
But someone as upset
The apple cart and
My anger will be released.
Let it be
let it be
Save me
From this ****** anger
I shall never
ever be free.
Mark Bell Sep 19
The pugilist who
lost the fight,
Took his own life
Doesn’t seem right.
Fighting depression
Round after round
Hitting the canvas
With unerringly sound.
There’s no more bells
No more punches to give
Inside the ring of ropes
Where he once lived.
Mark Bell Sep 19
Time is ticking
Depression mounts
Getting through
the night
Thats what counts.
Pills at the ready
Chair and the rope,
Im drowning in sorrow
Im losing all hope.
The night drags on
Searching for the morn
Wishing hopefully
Why was I ever born.
The cat meows
I can’t raise my head
Every passing moment
I despairingly dread.
The morning comes
It’s still so black
Every step I take
I fall
Through the cracks.
How much more
Can I endure
Pills and the rope
Are my only cure.
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