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 May 2013 Mercy B
Mayah Seals
When I sit in my room, lights off and our old hang out song on repeat
I think of the "what ifs"
What if I had held your hand instead of letting go
What if I would have said yes to your kiss instead of no
What if I had laid with you, just a bit longer
What if I would have told you, your love was stronger
What if he never came between us
What if it was me you were touching just to feel the rush
What if you were lying next to me, door closed, me in your arms
What if you were the one person to shield me from harm
What if I was listening to your heart, my ear to you chest
What if, for him, we didn't have to hide our old memories that were the best
What if it was just us with no one in the world to pull us apart
What if I had actually given you my heart
What if I would have never fallen for him over you
What if you had been the one I'd given in to
What if we kept our song on that night
What if you are my Mr. Right
But the song ends and I realize: all I'll ever have is the "what ifs" because of him
Then I think, what if 'Moments' never had to end again
Sorrows of the past,
litte scatters think out fast.
I really am a rapper,
my lips blow out what matter,
happy make you sadder,
feal you up to climb this latter,
as a quick word just wanna be heard
know whats left so we take you down the right turn,
if you wanna talk **** I feal ya on a real burn,
If you gonna be true,
you sure gonna be seen through.
don't believe free?
what ever go deceive me,.
young at heart with that tid of stupity,
bein flung takin risks, Makin tunes tradin disks.
hear my bass nd my boom melted face is in the room,
Mmmm...!! Shiiiit ;)
Jesse   *Mckush
 May 2013 Mercy B
Steffanie
I'll be awake for quite some time, trying to put into words..
             I live
                     and I play
in this selfish game, but I don't know all the rules..
    My soul sleeps while it yearns.
                                      My eyes water though they burn
But still I have a hard time waking..
My wide open mind begs for peace.
                                   Please somebody!!... my soul is shaking...
 May 2013 Mercy B
Steffanie
The sun leaks in past the curtains it's warmth spilling all over our blanket covered skin. Our limbs are intertwined and the gentle silence of our contentment sighs    
a solitary sound of our breath brushing past eachother's skin.    
'lids flutter and through dark eyelashes deep blue oceans peer into my soul, seeing only me as I see you.      
A smile peaks out from behind your soft rose colored lips, bringing me a new kind of internal warmth.    
Your mouth floats across the pillow landing ever so softly on the tip of my nose as I breathe into you.  
Inhaling deeply, my lungs fill with the sweet air of a soul so divine.
Fingers dance effortlessly across smooth, creamy, flesh as an absence ever present drifts slowly into the abyss and out of memory.    
At that moment we are two bodies melting into one inseparable mass of love and devotion and we are whole.  
A perfectly sculpted chest rises and falls in sync with my own .  
Your soothing lips press against mine as we drift into a peaceful slumber.
This is bliss.
This is happiness.
You are sunshine
And I am yours for eternity.
 May 2013 Mercy B
Steffanie
Sunshine
 May 2013 Mercy B
Steffanie
The sun leaks in past the curtains
it's warmth spilling all over our blanket covered skin.
Our limbs are intertwined and the gentle silence of our contentment sighs.

This is bliss.
This is happiness.
You are sunshine.
And I am yours for eternity.
 May 2013 Mercy B
RyanMJenkins
A dreamer,
hatch a new egg idea everyday conceiver.
A beautiful life believer, golden smile retriever.
Pessimist or optimist, I am neither.
Just a capturing the love in a jar sealer.
Find a girl that amplifies your world and reel her.
Never a heart stealer, but reciprocate and meal her.
Feel her emotions and with the compromise cards deal her.
Persist with actions that won't deceive her, relieve her, and become a modern day healer.


Embrace the day friends, much love.
 May 2013 Mercy B
RyanMJenkins
The future generations scare me.
It's like a constant revolt against parents, apparently.
Everything cool involves *** money or drugs,
And every single one of them thinks they're a ******* ****.
Those things can be cool, no doubt.
But lifestyles can drain lifetimes.  Be  weary what you sprout

These attitudes are infectious, alternate forms of cancer.
Take the "bad *****", while the lover falls for the dancer
-Whose soul is in tune and grooves to the serene energy flow.
Give up the facade that you put up just to put on a show.
Sure it entertains those that don't grow,
And the weak of heart.
No wonder the bridge between us and success is so far apart.

There's a difference between a **** mentality,
And being an idiot.
Tupac did what he could to positively change the world.
Don't let your mark be insignificant.
Be yourself little homies and study close, those you idolize.
Make choices to create something better,
Rather than just fantasize.
It's in your eyes, the hurt, burdens most don't even see.
Believe in yourself enough to follow your passions so you too can be free.  

Turn off the TV, step back and breathe.
Focus less on what you want, and more on what you need.
I am much more than an active observer.
I'm a teacher to those that want to listen,
As well as an every day learner.

Turning away from society's got me happily, singing the blues.
Don't be another product amassing products or you will ultimately lose.
These are just my views, you choose, but I see something grander.
Build up the temple inside yourself with wealth, and share it with the poor.
That's what I feel is something worthwhile to stand for.
Paced back and forth
relentlessly and around
in that room
inside my head
without a window
but with shelves
lined with ruins
and old books
beside the solitary bed
amidst the broken wings
of starving dragonflies.

In that place
with a way in
but not a way out

he breathes.
© Lacus Crystalthorn 2013
 May 2013 Mercy B
Nick Durbin
Beautifully aligned,
This perfectly created being -
Seemingly insurmountable distances stretch between us -
I have but one wish,

A simple thimble...
 May 2013 Mercy B
13
Stitched
 May 2013 Mercy B
13
Impulses that thrash
in the chambers of red
have trembled in fear
of what you have said
you reign over me
with those crimson lips
that slender seduction
that drips from your legs
upon my withering self
dominating my senses
you've caged my soul
your attraction belies
about what you desire
knowing you too well
I'll still sear in the fire
your nails drill into my spine
with lust and cruelty so kind
so humble, so sweet i beg
for you to devour me
leave not a morsel behind
I'm lost in your hair
slipping from your back
releasing your garments
my tongue will caress
a slave to your touch
held in your bust
this is how much I love you
your skin be stitched to mine.
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