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Nameless Mar 2012
Time went back today
How I hear you say
It's autumn you see
An extra hour for free

Helping us to rise
Bright mornings in the skies
Greeting us today
We've chosen this change to stay

Some choosing to sleep
And Others to meet 
Resting or enjoying
Its A joyous treat

Clasping these precious 60 minutes
And holding on tight
Enjoying this gift 
with a grateful might

For tomorrow shall be a normal day
No hour gained as such 
But a memory that will remain
Nameless Mar 2012
I visited Stratford-Upon-Avon one sunny day
I Saw the beauty of the swans and an old Shakespearian play
Statues and churches with stories to be told
I listened intently to learn about history 400 years old
But my favourite by far was sailing on the River Avon
who could not be enchanted by the character of the black and
white timbered haven?
Nameless Mar 2012
I was your model
And you the painter
Between us lay a white sheet of paper

You guided me 
to where I should be
A bend here, a pose there
But no expression for my face

Your pallet was full of an array of colours
Bright red, pure gold, blues and others 
But yet you daren't shade me in beauty and light for that
would be a terrible sight

With an inch Id try and move
to show you the light that fell on your display
But to no avail,  your eyes saw me as shades of greys that
would never be for sale

So I continued to pose until you were done 
And accepted that you would never see the beauty of
the shinning sun
Nameless Mar 2012
A sigh but not flowing with relief
A mind thats in its height of disbelief 

Clouded thoughts that love to be lost
Lost in a bitter sweet defeat

Like a charm that cannot be broken
Or a lock for that there can be no key

These feelings are overtaking
My body and mind in a constant aching

Waiting for someone or something to impact 
A calm salvation that will leave my soul intact

A shake, a kick, a heavy hand
Anything to release me from this quicksand

Alas, nothing comes, no life changing act
When will this story have an impact?

Life is what you make it I hear everyone say
But the route of the cause seems so adament to stay   

For it seems that I am the only one to set myself free
One step at a time, it's a new beginning for me
Nameless Mar 2012
So I, d book my ticket and wear something light
You'd pick me up and think wow what a sight!

We'd drive around for a while
Like teenagers we'd embarrasely smile

Once I'd figured out that you weren't a serial killer
I'd ask to see your place and double check your chiller

I'd meet your kids and we'd play some games
They know what you don't and thats my first and last name

We'd take it slow and you'd understand
You'd simply begin by holding my hand

You'd check to see if I was ok 
and then lean in to take my breath away

You'd kiss me softly and then very hard
I wouldn't mind as it was always on the cards

You'd scoop me up in your big strong arms
It would be easy to see that I had fallen under your charms

We'd find some place comfortable and notably quiet
I'd wish I had started that **** liquid diet!

You'd lay me down and pull me close 
My heart beat racing, like god only knows 

I'd tease you a little and then a lot
All the time hoping you'll find my soft spot 

Breathing so deeply and shivering away
Our bodies playing out as predator and prey 

Thrusting hard and in synch
We don't dare move out of place, not a inch

Cries and moans released into the night
For we both want it there is no fight

Sweating and panting are eyes and
hearts would lock
I'd know you were born to be my rock

Feelings of love and the becoming of one
Would leave us entangled until almost done

So engrossed and swept away
You'd reach my core in your own special way

Both satisfied and fulfilled 
Totally taken aback by this our new thrill
Nameless Mar 2012
It's my new job today
But I'm not here I'm away
Lost in thoughts
Where I am always distraught

Off I go to start my day
I need to make a good impression, I say
Be focused and sharp, proactive and smart 
You can make a go of this, just play the part!

Life could be worse, people would say
No money, no job or a place to stay
Those are the most important things to some
But to me those things are immaterial 

Peace of mind and happiness is key
Nothing or noone is more important than these!
Nameless Mar 2012
My cracked ceiling way up high
I see it here as I lie
It moves not and is white in color
This ceiling though is full of honour
Strong and silent
And of course dependable
This ceiling is now my only cover
Holding steadfast throughout the house
This ceiling knows my every doubt
Come rain or shine, sleet or snow 
This ceiling I know will never lie low
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