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 Jan 2014 Nikita Marley
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(m)elody.
 Jan 2014 Nikita Marley
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I tried to
make a playlist
of all the songs
that reminded
me of you
for the sole
purpose of burning
them entirely
and listening to
the rest in peace,
but I realized
every single one
was laced with
your name
so I ended up
burning everything
to the ground
and it still
wasn't enough
to get you out
of my head.
 Nov 2013 Nikita Marley
Reece
Her name was Hannah and I loved her blonde hair
Tender young woman on the streets, price was fair
Meeting at the corner of Forest Road, he said she'd know where
Marvin hooked me up, my training was complete
Time to get back on the horse, really find my feet
She jumped in my car, I smelt a perfume so sweet
She flashed me a smile and wished I was her
At this point I didn't know what was to occur
To be in this girl's skin is what I would prefer
We took a room at the seedy hotel in town
Closing the door, I turn around, she sat down
She took off my jeans, all she had was a frown
I told her I knew her Daddy and he treated me real mean
She got up to go, so I struck her face, it came keen
Told her I was his slave from the age of eighteen
The smirk on her face filled me with manly rage
Again she tried to leave, so I truly blew my gauge
A swift punch took her down, bruised her rib cage
I tore into her **** uniform and took what was mine
Begging me to stop but it was already too late to decline
I used her body in masculine rage, treated her like swine
And when I was done I left her crying on the bed as I left
I just took something from her but it didn't feel like theft
I got what I wanted so I didn't think of how she was bereft
Said to her as I left that if she told Marvin, she would die
She lay crying on the bed, so there was no word of reply
Quickly left the seedy hotel and look up at the night sky
Marvin took my masculinity so I took it out on his girl
What do I have to lose, I've got nothing in this world
He'll look for me soon, revenge in my mind, time to give it a whirl
You hide your hair in the
space above your tucked-away thoughts;
waterfall wor
                        d
                              s
that
            run
                        into
                                                           strea
                                                                                m
                                                                                                s
of consciousness
out of red dam lips
and through airy pipes
to my manhole ears,
stepped on and discarded by feet and prams
for century's years.
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Pulse.
bumping, beating, thumping, drumming. Movement. It keeps me going. It keeps me going too much. I am too much. Too much crazy, too much THUMPA THUMPA THUMP.
Flutter.
twisting, shaking, twitching, jumping. Tics. Nervous gestures. All GO GO GO. I can't remember the last time it got me anywhere.
Fear.
anxiety, sadness, anger. I want to be alone. No. I want to be alone with you. No. I want to be nothing. No. Stop making me so angry. I just want STOP STOP STOP. People are too much. I want to be done.
DONE DONE DONE. NO MORE. THUMPA THUMPA THUMP. GO GO GO. STOP STOP STOP. Stop. I'm done. I just need to relax.
 Nov 2013 Nikita Marley
Amy Alien
You were my first.  
You taught me how to play.
You showed me the ins and outs of love.
Equipped  me with the knowledge I have today.
Your breath on my neck gave me chills
as you opened up a new world of thrills.
Touch here
Kiss there
That look in your eyes
That feeling you gave me made me feel I could fly.
Your nails scratching at my skin
oh how I do enjoy this sin.
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