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 Mar 2014 Pam McMill
Meenu Syriac
You tried to hide all this while
Blew out your own light.
You fought to hide
What you really are,
Ravished being hidden behind.
Never spoke a word
Or even lift a hand.
Still a placid face
Through all emotional dues.
What was it that you lost?
That's made you so cold.
I don't even know
If you're here anymore.
You wage a lonely war,
Am I crazy to want a part of it?
Your world is slowly sinking,
Can I be the one to lift you up to the sky?
 Mar 2014 Pam McMill
mg
a voice
 Mar 2014 Pam McMill
mg
i can not seem to forget
you.

every little thing reminds
me of you. every time i
look at the stars i
remember the time we
kissed on the grass under
the sparkly sky. every
time i pull a blanket over
my body. i remember the
time it was raining outside
and you held me safe
under the warm covers.


and every time i hear a
voice, feel a touch, hear
foot steps coming closer,
i wish, i wish it's you
coming back. but it's not.
it never is and i'm afraid
it will never be you again.


t.s. & m.g.
What if love is just a word
Kicked around like dust
tripping off brazen tongues
in anticipation of pleasures spent.
Four letters in succession
to create one small sound
meaningless in it's utterance
triumphant in it's glory
as it dances across the lips of broken fools
Doth lead to dark doom,
when it is given room.
I was your cure
but you were my disease
I was saving you
but you were killing me
 Mar 2014 Pam McMill
Liam
I'm tired of beauty
incessantly meddling in my affairs

luring me to venture outside myself
revealing hidden radiance within

disguising life's dismal undercurrent
reducing it to a superficial veneer

randomly appearing by surprise
stubbornly eliciting a smile

performing alchemy on the mundane
dousing my awareness in the elixir of life

beauty...
the pulchritude of spirit...that's all it is...
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