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Olivia Jane Mar 2014
The timber tones
That penetrate my bones
Turn my soul to you
It starts off sweet
But then I meet
The bridge
That breaks
My heart

My head begins to lighten
My heart begins to feel
Your hold on me, it tightens
Like your notes are made of steel
this poem is about my love for music. look at the wording and read it again. i think you will understand
Olivia Jane Dec 2013
In the early days of summer
Came a lovely butterfly
Whose wings were painted with the hues
Of sunsets in the sky

He flew around the gardens
However, what he chose
To land on was a tiny bud;
the smallest unborn rose

He waited with the bud for weeks
Until it opened wide
And petals colored like the sun
Were waiting there inside

The butterfly danced for his rose,
His rose collected dew
A drink to give her butterfly
And each day their love grew

One evening under brilliant skies
Bright yellow, orange and red
The butterfly and lovely rose
Together they were wed

Soon summer passed and came the time
When roses start to fade
And butterflies leave for the south
But knowing that, he stayed

The butterfly faced freezing winds
But would not leave his bride
And with his wings wrapped round his rose,
Together they both died
This poem isn't mine. In fact, I don't know the author. This was my best friend's favorite poem and the last thing she gave to me before we parted ways. I hold it dear and wanted to share it with you all. I hope you enjoy. (If you know who's poem this is, please let me know)
Peace
Olivia Jane Dec 2013
If you are my friend
Help me
To leave you
Or, if you are my lover
Help me
So I can be rid of you
If I knew
The ocean was so deep
I wouldn't have swam it
If I knew
How it would end,
I wouldn't have begun.

I desire you
So teach me not to desire
Teach me
How to cut the roots of your love
From the depths of the sea
Teach me
How tears may die in the eyes
And love may commit suicide.

If you are a prophet,
Cleanse me form this spell
Deliver me from this atheism
Your love is like poison
So purify me form  my sins.

If you are strong
Rescue me from these depths
For I don't know how to swim in the dark
The blue waves in your eyes
Drag me deeper into the depths
Blue
Blue turns to black
No longer the color blue
I have no experience
In how to rid myself of you
And, I have no boat.

If I am dear to you
Then take my hand
For I am filled with desire
From my head to my feet
Take my hand
For I am choking
I am breathing under water!
I am drowning,
Drowning...
Drowning.
Peace
Olivia Jane Dec 2013
I'm tired of screaming
And not being heard
I'm tired on blabbing
On and on
It's absurd!
Just wake me up
From my forever sleep
And restrain from my master's keep
The dark forbidden tomb
That is my cascading mind,
Is trapped forever,
Frozen in perpetual time.
Striving for perfection
You get nothing but "perplextion"
Confusion
"Bemusion"
Mystification
It's my only relation.
As I wander in dead darkness
I feel the heat creep up behind me.
I feel the flame lick my neck
I feel the cold linger
No longer a speck
A speck of hope
A speck of fear
A speck of soul I cling to dear!
My love is my torch
My love is my lamp
Even when God's tears drip and fall
Trying to make my spirits damp.
But I tread on
Through that doomed sepulcher.
I tread on...
No one can help her.
They say God has a plan
One everyone must follow
Right up to the very man...
A plan called fate
A plan I hate
A plan that dooms us all in state,
The state of fear
We wallow in,
The state we hear of indifference...
Every night I hear the screams
In my commemorative dreams
The screams of my peers
That echo in my ears
They match my own
My silent screams
They mask my dream
Their silent screams
From neglect above,
He neglects to save me
For I fear to speak aloud
For I fear to be misunderstood
From what i suffer...
The count down to the ever-stated doom
Is pounding in my head
A heartbeat that is hushed
Am I really so dead?
Wish me luck as I travel to space
The clock goes tick
I have one wish
I wish for freedom
I wish for tears
I wish for more people with ears
Ears that will listen to the cries
Of everyone
Everyone that dies
But everyone must die
So now it's my turn
Wish me luck
Send me to space
Please! get me away from this place
I want to be free
So please
Let me be
Count down
say five
Don't drown
say four
Not from my tears
say three
Not for many years
say two
Just please Lord forgive me,
say one...
For I have sinned.
Peace
Olivia Jane Dec 2013
I fall, tumble, spiral into the darkness of my unconscious dream
I try and fail to control my violent thoughts
I try and fail not to remember
I open my mouth, throat, lungs, and await the impending scream
But just like beautiful, frightening magic
I am surrounded by silence

The peaceful bliss soaks up my soul in silence
I am finally, here in this dream,
Free. The freedom scared me but I know that I am safe surrounded by the quiet magic.
Then, sour goes my thoughts
And once again I scream
And I remember

I stare into the darkness, replying my memories; I remember
My worst nightmare and my wish for silence.
I hear the noise but that it not my scream.
I wish this was only a dream-
Not a dream but a memory, I attempt to control my thoughts
And once again, I am failed by my own magic.

Nothing lasts long, especially magic,
magic is a state of mind, but there is not safety in one's mind I remember-
Not where thoughts
Run freely, engulfing any hope, any shiny silver hope of silence.
I know this is a dream
But still I scream.

For help, for comfort, for hope, for love, for guidance I scream
I search, I scour, I desperately look for my state of magic
Consciousness cannot compare with this dream
One cannot hide in nothingness, not from a memory one does not wish to remember
Where in darkness is there ever silence?
Where in the mind are there no thoughts?

Death has no thoughts
Death can not scream
Death has only silence
Death is the permanent magic
Death can not remember
Death has no dreams

What is one with no thoughts?
I remember the silence and the screams within the dream
Then I awake to the sun and realize
There is magic in me.
Peace
Olivia Jane Dec 2013
It is time to start over
It is time for the new tale.
It is time for laughter
It is time not to fail.

So wish me luck,
Away I go!
I start my new chapter
To learn what I don't know.
Peace
Olivia Jane Dec 2013
I sit here, alone.
Surrounded by friends.
The warm, sweet tea runs down my throat and I listen...
Listen to their chatter
Listen to their noise
Listen to their cacophony

I sit here in the noise
I pray for peace and silence.
For someone to say "hello"
I pray for a bit of kindness.

I don't want attention
I don't need attention
I am content to be alone.
But to be alone when surrounded by others...
It is unbearable.

I'm nervous
I'm quiet.
I'm guarded.
I'm alone.
So this goes a bit off of the rhyming scheme I usually do and goes along the more stream of consciousness route. I think everyone can relate to this. Haven't we all felt alone?

Peace
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