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The memory of you fades away-
Like a sunset, slowly at first,
Then all at once.
Now I see the stars.
My love is not the overwhelming kind.
It doesn't devour my insides and corrode my thoughts.
It creeps silently along the edges of my brain,
attacking at moments of weakness.
across the timeless
shimmering blindness
oceans of our love
we melt in mindless
liquid and spineless
dying in our love
drifting
floating
waves eroding
Sunlight of our love

in death we are freeing
the core of our being
transcending blood and bone
our bodies now rust
in a cosmic gold dust
as we dance upon sea
air
and stone
having a bit of fun with rhyme and imagination
Waiting for coffee's medicinal effect
Storm clouds are brewing to the southwest
Warm winds have grown calm , the rumbling begins
Sipping this warm , thought provoking concoction , praying for
the squall to quickly end
Copyright March 27 , 2016 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Never be scared of
The darkness, because
It will swallow you
If you are.
You should be curious
And try to reveal its
Secrets, because then
It will have no choice
But to flee.
 Mar 2016 Medhina Khanal
Marissa
Here I am lying awake
Waiting to make another mistake
You make me feel like I'm flying
But what's the use of trying?
You don't make me feel alone
So maybe my heart is made of stone
I want it to be you and me
But there's other things that you could be.
I feel it in my gut
The verge of a panic attack lingering in my heart So I quickly nip it in the ****
It's terrifying feeling it when it hits and mortifying experiencing it while in public
Social acceptance used to be the key
Social acceptance used to control me
It Used to dictate my life
Till I grabbed it by the throat and slit it with my pocket knife
I really just got tired of the need to hide
The real I almost died
Being caught up in a lie
At first I was shy
But hey now I draw attention to it for the world to absorb it with an open eye
I choose not to care
And now people are jealous of me because they think it's not fare
I don't dare let these rude remarks get into my hair
If only they new to get where I am you have to do your time and your share
Let
They say the rains come to push away,

to wash away

The rains come also 
to empty, to sob,

to let out so they can move on

We need them 

And they, us 

The delicate petals open only for

The rains that hold onto and take away and let us find our way again
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