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 Jul 2014 Mary
Jonny Angel
If you told me Darling,
if you told me I was,
I was your one & only,
I would stick,
I would stick,
I would stick
to you forever.

But O My Darling,
can you,
can you do it,
can you say it,
say it,
say it
with conviction
& do you,
do you,
could you,
could you really
mean it?
 Jul 2014 Mary
Shruti Atri
A friend to have,
A walk in the rain;
Drowning in the droplets:
To forget about the pain.

A hand to hold,
A heart to touch;
Requesting that your heart
Wouldn't hurt so much.

A light to guide,
A lesson to seek;
Trying your best,
Though chances seem weak.

Some Faith to behold,
A truthful tale;
Mending the peices,
Of a heart rendered frail.

A simple love,
A day in the sun;
Loving each other:
Two hearts, as One.
To the simple joys and sorrows of life...
'We are dealt the unbearable, and we bear it...' - Anonymous.
Come walk with me and let us
shuffle grains of sand beside
the sea.
She makes love with me
washes up all over me
froths and foams and combs in waves
she makes a slave of me
come walk with me
she makes this mister,mister mystery
and mystifies
in her I live and die
she gives
I sigh
and live and die
unto eternity
come walk with me.
 Jul 2014 Mary
Jon Shierling
I am cold and aloof
crawling through empty castles
with my solid eyes and ethereal body

A body you still hunger for

Or is it my soul you send your tendrils after
crooning songs of happiness and children
probing crevices made known to you in my weakness

Ah, and when that fails to move
my heart encased in the shards of empty loves
you send a hand searching for mine

I am not those witless dogs you take to bed
to prove your own power over the gender
that you blame for what you are

And whine all you want about how we're perfect
that we deserve each other
that I can use you as I like

I shall not be moved

You're happy to **** my ****
but you daren't listen to what I speak
Use me as you have been used
and deny it even to yourself

Don't forget that I was birthed in this
a child of the lies we tell ourselves
Son of passions whose sources
shuffle like unwanted abortions into the corner

You will never again win my hopes
while wishing for me to help you ****** your brother
You will never turn again your own hate
into your conception of what my love is
 Jul 2014 Mary
Marisa Hope
More times than I can count you've haunted my dreams.
You've left me behooved, not sure what to believe.
Those dreams were precious,
What I wish would exist.
I know I can do better,
But I just want your lips.
I want to have your taste linger on my tongue,
Your smell to stay within my sheets.
All these things I'll never know,
Until I get you with me.
So here we are again,
Night after night with you in my sights.
Hoping that this one will be even better than the last.
And until that day I find you and me together,
I have my midnight memories to remember.
 Jul 2014 Mary
Deneka Raquel
I miss the notes that,
Completed the symphonies that followed your love.
How the earth shifted beneath my feet,
As if the its plates,
Also felt the tremors of your kisses.

The orchestra of the universe,
Beckoned at the curl of your lips.
The stars motivated into melodic choreography,
To celebrate your happiness.

That was once upon a time.
That was when our love was alive.
When that love died,
Ominous echoes followed.
My heart bellowed.
Living became as labored as breathing.
Dissonance grew with thunder
Air gathering weight.
Every part of me felt absence,
As if your love suddenly became extinct,
And mines an endangered species,
On the brink of a similar faith.

I remember the glory days.
I remember how beautiful skies were
before you tainted them with,
Splinters of your shattered promises.
Promises to love me forever,
When you gave your love to someone else.

How the fallen petals once fresh,
Wilted, scowling,
They will know beauty no more.

How angry jagged peaks,
Loom over gentle rolling hills.
Can you feel it?
Because I can feel.
I can't feel every sensation,
Every impression,
Cutting amorphously into
Every dream I've ever dreamt
Erasing every inch of hope I've ever felt.
How cruel love dismembers its victims?

The damask surface of my heart,
flickers threats of gossamer hints,
as song birds chant their heavenly hims.
Memories of our sins.

I want to forget you.
But how can I forget you,
When you've left such an impression on me.
Euphonious melodies,
Imprinted into my my being.
Taking so much of me when you left,
You left me no choice but to move on,
To the sound of my doom.

What could I do?

There was a time when of our love,
I used to boast,
How can I now,
With these missing notes?
Yea, average emotional roller coaster poem.
 Jul 2014 Mary
yasmine
know it
 Jul 2014 Mary
yasmine
we'll try this
but it won't work
this is igniting a wood
drenched in gasoline
this is suicide
it's no good
and
we both know it
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