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I wandered the lonely road
Like it was the only road.
I called out to nobody there.
I called out but nobody cared.

The echoes sometimes call
From no memory at all.
Nobody ever felt the pain
That caused this refrain;
A sound that startles me
Somehow it shames me.
Often it blames me.

I don’t understand the reason
There can be time without season,
Leaves fall without any tree.
Voices heard but only by me.
Is this only my imagination
Or some kind of hallucination?

I wandered the lonely road
Like it was the only road.
I called out to nobody there.
I called out but nobody cared.

Is this something the lonely do?
Is this what the solitary go through?
Do all loners dance to a ditty
Dictated and orchestrated by pity?
Is being single a kind of madness
Brought on by descent into sadness
Where one is never told
That they have lost their hold?

The is a kind of sad magic
That makes clowns of the tragic
And paints impressive hues
On the excuses I use
To try to mask the crippling pain;
Of swirling around the drain.
It’s not until the last bubble
That I know I am in trouble.

I wandered the lonely road
Like it was the only road.
I called out to nobody there.
I called out but nobody cared.
 Apr 2016 PaintItGrey
B Irwin
You wore flowers in your hair,
When you were twelve.
Your mother had always
called you her dandelion.
You wore flowers in your hair.
When you were seventeen.
But your mother tells you now
that dandelions
are just
weeds.
An icy night falling,
But I don’t mind
The prevailing wind
Against the pitch-black darkness
Engulfing me
I’ve seen how cruel life could be
The smoke out the chimneys
Mocking me
Their warmth taunting me
Holding my breath
Waiting for death
The darkness like the fruit of the poisonous tree
When the warmth reaches for me
His hands like silk nuzzle me
Cuddle me
Taking me into the warmth
His breathe chilly and calming
I’m sobbing
Next thing I know it’s morning
I found my Prince Charming.
 Apr 2016 PaintItGrey
Torin
I see the cardinals
Bright red
Donning black masks
At home in the winter
Just a symbol
It's all it ever was
Just a meaning
Lost on most
'°•                           •°'
~~          ~~
           '°•°'          
How can a king rule
Without a queen?
The ancien régime
A homes a palace
Just a symbol
That when understood
Means everything
To me
<<•••••••••^^×^^••••••••••>>
I live inside you
You have always been
My Versailles
 Apr 2016 PaintItGrey
Torin
My sweet angel battles with demons
Its always heaven and hell in a way eternal
A war which will keep on raging
A story that's never ending

My sweet angel found a way to save me
While one of her hands held a sword
And she was swinging it into darkness
She held me with the other

My sweet angel sang a song with my voice
Spoke words with my thoughts
Held a meaning
In her heart
I would do most anything
To hold my sweet angel in my arms
That she feels my heart beat
And knows its because of her

My sweet angel sees nightmares in her sleep
Because she dreams so sweet
That a tongue cannot taste
Without going insane

My sweet angel is the only one to save me
I'm the only one to show her
That she is the love
I always need

My sweet angel became my only saint
My only every belief
My trust in fate
My guardian
I would do most anything
Offer up my life
To grant her strength
That she must keep fighting

Its always heaven and hell
In a way eternal
Its all her light in darkness
She becomes my faith

My sweet angel
Im going to love you forever
Not for simpletons

A, you know its you
 Apr 2016 PaintItGrey
Cecelia
Entering my own daydream
Where birds fly with the wind
  When I can be free
And where time has no end

  Sitting with myself with wonder
About the cruel, dull world out there
  Wishing someone will bring thunder
To the quiet planet, the most rare

  Hello, is there anyone like me?
Who sees the world now
  And how the world should be?
If only the one's I want, knew how

  Lost in thought it may seem
But for now, my reality is not a daydream



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4/29/16
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