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I haggle over the price a kilo

a city fellow
deft in bargain

The veg seller
she’s a minnow
simple plain

Cuts the price
smiles so nice
her profits dip

She didn’t say
if I had my way

would buy her cheap!
I want to study the crevices of your palms
The palms you keep clenched in fists
I wonder if the lines were any indication
Of the tragedy you became

Once supple with hope
Touch bringing only affection
You’ve forsaken yourself
Now rough, riddled with desire

The valleys and the cracks of your far gone hands
Caressing scarlet letters, shaken and shuddering
Gripping skin, a romance black and blue
Forcing notions of love upon you

Are there signs of ******* marked upon yourself
To match the husks your vileness disfigured
Palms outstretched onto raw naked skin
Grip tightened, nails dug into unwilling hips

I want to study the crevices of your palms
Do the lines spell out names of those you see in your daze
Were they carved out as you seized their remains
Or were they born with you, sealing their fate
 Sep 2014 Lambert Mark Mj
Unknown
A love so true and full of life
He was so sweet to her
She was in love with only him
They both loved each other

And after they got out of school
He signed to go to war
She said goodbye and said love you
And he said "love you more"

For a long time he'll be away
She'll really miss him so
Writing letters is what they'll do
So love with them will show

And later she wouldn't write back
And he did not know why
So then he planned to visit her
He told the army bye

He was ready to go on home
For he was almost there
He made it home and went upstairs
To see a love affair

His heart was broke he was so shocked
She called out his name
Her voice was like a sweet ol' pie
But hurt him like a flame

He left the house so full of hate
He couldn't even stand
Trying to think how this was it
He didn't understand

In his car he fired his gun
The pain he could not bear
He didn't care to **** himself
He didn't think she'd care

She saw him there and burst in tears
She suffered with the sight
For days and days she drank and drank
The pain was very bright

Then she said she could not stand
The pain she had to feel
It hurt her bad she couldn't sleep
The wounds just wouldn't heal

She took a rope and hung herself
She was so full of blame
Now both of them has killed themselves
Their pain was both the same

His heart was broke he was so shocked
She then called out his name
Her voice was like a sweet ol' pie
But hurt him like a flame
Do not steal my poem. Thanks.
Her red eyes whispered,
And the tears began to fall
Her face slowly dispersed,
And she leaned against the wall.
The dark slowly cleared,
There I saw her crawl
In the midst of her fear,
Now I could see her all.
She lingered on the wooden floor,
As the shrieks filled the air
She wasn't herself anymore,
The old face but disappeared.
Instead eyes darker than the dark,
Pounced at me from the clear
At her chest was a burning scar,
With all the fire her heart bears.
Her fingers clenched in a fist,
Broken glass lying everywhere
Her eye's doused in mist,
She was in her nightmare.
Pitying for her sorry state,
Waiting for her to calm
I wondered if it was too late,
But I wanted her in my arms
Her beautiful face still haunted,
And I longed for an embrace
I guess I was still by her side,
But I knew soon I would fade.
I felt from across the room,
Something poking at my eye
It was so painful to feel
I wished I could rather die.
We weren't meant to be,
But I still lived in a lie
And now when it's over,
It's so hard to say good-bye.
Then i felt her arms in mine
As she slowly came back to bed
Maybe we can leave this behind
As we both slowly laid to rest.
And there across the table
Covered in layers of red
There by them white flowers
Sat my lonely head.
Notes (optional)
I am a disease,
Avoided by everyone around me.
My own sister on the phone
So she doesn't have to speak to me alone.
I am a lost cause
No one gives me a pause.
I am alone.
My disease undone
 Sep 2014 Lambert Mark Mj
furies
I've been lounging in the sweater
I wear it even when I know I'll be with
People that would provide their own sweaters.
But nothing can warm me like the sweater.
I wear it year round, despite the weather.
I once let another's fingers unzip the sweater
and the next moment I was across the room.
I apologized of course, but those fingers
Never did touch me again..

I know why people are tied to objects
I know why sweaters are so sentimental
The person whose comfort I seek
Could not have picked better torture
Than the torture of leaving me the sweater.
I broke the sweater wearer,
But now the sweater will break me.
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