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 Nov 2015 mrmonst3r
sage short
the sun is blaring into
my eyes
and all I can think about
is you
in that instant of waking up
no mistakes yet made
no coffee brewed
no sighs of the sunrise
the first thought is you
the only thing between us
were layers and layers
of skin and thin t-shirts
touching you, giving me an escape
only love can produce
I showed you
my poetry
recently all my poetry
has been about you
but I'm not complaining
because even when the
sun has set
and the stars are awake
and the moon has said hello
I will think about
you
and the layers of love
etched in my skin
and the sun will rise
the next day
with our love
again
For G.S.L.

Lover:*
Write, we must of the moons we spent
Weaving our alien languages together
Deriving meaning from each other
by what it meant for us
to be home in our shell.

Words we've bound each other with
With histories of our forefathers,
How we delved in the intricacies of the mind
Carefully, and as surely as the waves
Caressing the shores from distant seas.
Coupled with the cresting of the wave,
An ocean's promise lies in wait.

To you I am like the soil that does not empty
Its thirst for answers from the rain.

Yet you cannot give me access to your inner paths
So instead, I have knelt down in silence
and cupped your hermit house to my ear.

You have found speech for words you cannot say.
And I am like the shallow portion of the sea
Where you can clearly observe the rocks and stones
That cut, as well as the coral that thrives
Like fiery corals attracting fish.

We are of different tongues,
Yet despite the separateness
Our strangeness connected us to each other.

You have raised old foundations
And pulled the sea to come to me.
There i knelt on uneven sands
Confident that your own voice
Will lead us to the birthing dawn.

Now it is not just the sea that divides us
but the very same wildness, that impetuosity
that gleamed at dawn, Which led me to you.

Where now is the cradle
for the pearl of the night?
How you have drifted away
I cannot know.

Birthed from sand, Foundations crumble.
Your words are carried away with the rising
Of the tides. Numbing the island in me
Leaving a mark visible only in old maps,
Which sunk the moment you left.

On the very same shore
I found you searching
For what you have lost.

- 13 November 2015
 Nov 2015 mrmonst3r
lX0st
Demons
 Nov 2015 mrmonst3r
lX0st
Darling,
I could say sorry
But what good would that do
For the pain in your body
And really, it's lovely
That you can still love me..
But please close your eyes,
My soul is so ugly
 Nov 2015 mrmonst3r
Jude kyrie
I want to leave this
dreary cruel world behind.
Day by day
giving up another part
of its monuments.
Already I have lost its moon
Tonight the stars will fade one by one.
No more the pure white of its soul
as snow falls over meadow and dell.
Its purple blazed hills
in the desert distance
will fade into grassless plains.
For the world has given up on me
It has taken my mother and father
My brother and sister even my lover.
I now give it myself
Cell by cell of my body
It takes them in silence.
Like the scattered leaves
From an autumn tree
In the wind.
Leaving only a skeleton
of its summer beauty.
I now lie looking at the fading sky
As the world takes yet
another part of me.
Flowing its late autumn
sunshine nuzzling at my neck
with its tender warmth.
As if to try to make things
right between us.
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