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Silently she comes,
In the depth of the night,
Devouring your soul,
Taking your sight,
Leaving you breathless,
******* you in,
Her body all woman,
An angel of sin,
She'll never love you,
She'll never stay,
She eat's soul's all night,
And sleeps through the day,
All raven haired,
Tempestous eye's,
Bright blood red lips,
The devil in disguise,
You'll never keep her,
Or make her your wife,
So just enjoy this,
The time of your life!!!!!!!!
Michelle Quick copyright 2010
She’s a fantastic disaster
masking facts that matter
In a sense she’ll be there after
With her grace, flowers and laughter
Be sure not to bow too fast
or forget to look right past her
With a word she’ll have you captured
entangled, mangled and mastered.
 Mar 2016 Gypsy soul
Wanderer
He could tell something was different
Every time he looked at her
She was always changing
First her hair, color, cut, style
Fingernail polish
Then it was the look in her eyes
A faded, jaded comparison to the lighted jewel that use to shine
Voice inflections, tastes
He could tell she was moving on
How did he broach the subject?
Who could he confide in that would care
She stopped sleeping
Her once, monthly girl night turned into twice
Then every other night she needed their "support"
Walk in closet became a hallow mausoleum
Still smelled like his favorite perfume
Strange calls coming in past midnight
"Just my mom." she would say
Leaving their bedroom whispering softly into the phone
He could tell things would never be the same
 Mar 2016 Gypsy soul
Styles
Hopeless
 Mar 2016 Gypsy soul
Styles
Given her nature,
She lied more than she loved him,
As to her, this was love.
Taught to think only of herself,
His world collapsed around her.
Weakened by her beauty,
His broken heart held together by faith,
A hopeless romantic,
Guided by a love, blinded by passion
He awaits something that doesn't exist.
So often many love like this- hopeless.
 Mar 2016 Gypsy soul
Lyra Brown
Intuition -

not a thought,
but a feeling.
It's the wild woman inside of me,
that keeps me strong despite
the storm.

It's a strange and sometimes subtle
truth.

It's louder
than ever before.
 Feb 2016 Gypsy soul
Nathan Pival
I used to to wonder
As a child
What type of man
I would end up becoming

Now, as a man
I wonder where the child I was
Went to

Every instance of my innocence
That was abused
Taken for granted
Lied to or fooled
Ate away at the inner child

I know now
Of the man I've become
But sometimes
I miss the child I used to be
 Feb 2016 Gypsy soul
Nathan Pival
Will falling in love
Ever make sense?
NOPE

Someone comes along
Logically, you get stupid
They will change
How you feel about everything

The fine lines you drew before
Won't be as fine anymore
The only thing you will care about
Is loving this person

Love does make you blind
But that is okay
It makes you blind to the *******
And says yes to happiness
 Feb 2016 Gypsy soul
Nathan Pival
As I take this long drag
On my cigarette
I remember and contemplate
What has come before

The loves and losses
Past jobs and bosses
Success and failure
I touched all bases
Before hitting home

Through it all
I am still here
And I am not bitter
But better than before

My experiences have helped me
To better my ability
To understand
And truly see
The truths that are in front of me

I understand now
More than ever
The world isn't fair
Some people
Just don't care

Even when we do everything right
It may not be enough
It will challenge your self worth
And can break you
After losing a battle

This is a truth
But nay a reason
To give up hope

The point is
To keep fighting
Be tough

Learn to love
In a way you never have before
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