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Her skin appeared prematurely wrinkled with
anguish filling her face
She dragged a menthol cigarette , staring into space
Her teeth were decayed , a cheap radio played
She tapped her pinky finger to Travis Tritt
She wore a Lynyrd Skynyrd t-shirt , she openly
railed against Obama and the "clandestine government"
Her friends were truckers , pensioners and the
local jobless
She was chatty with the boiled peanut man ,
her friend on the cell phone , anyone willing to
strike up a conversation* ...
Copyright October 24 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
 Oct 2017 PaperclipPoems
Tatiana
See those plots of earth where roses once grew?
I planted them when I was 18 and my sister was 22.
Her's blossomed nicely every year,
While mine turned brown and stark
Like winter-borne deer.

See those bushes with fragile twigs and no leaves?
They were lilacs whose bright green leaves danced in the breeze.
My favorite flower of them all
I let fall victim to decay,
With the ruthless mindset of fall.

See the tree that has split in half?
It once stopped the sun from beating down on the path.
A storm blew through 5 years ago,
And I haven't had the strength to take care of it.
Even though it's broken, I can't let it go.

See those flowers that are still intact?
The hydrangeas survived because I made a pact.
I promised to watch over those special flowers
Offering hydration for the hydrangeas
With tears from my loneliest hours.
© Tatiana
 Oct 2017 PaperclipPoems
BJ
I remember  your those three words "I love you "
The way you persuaded me it to be true.
How mad I was I replied "i too".
I never saw that in your eyes..
But I trusted your constant lies..
The dress you gifted, the flowers you brought..
The day we dined together I enjoyed a lot.
I remember  your hugs and kisses.
Your songs your guitar your poetry pieces.
The way you praised me.
I felt low you raised me.
The way you pretended your love, was so intense.
Your performance made me lose my sense.
Then we met daily your place my place somebody's place nobody's  place..
You kept your character always in grace.
you came home with a bottle of wine I still remember  that night.
You kissed my head and hugged me tight.
You made me drink I lost control
You had me in arms that's all.
You unbuttoned me thew me on bed .
I tried to stop you with the courage I had.
Then I lost the battle, you won.
And after 10 minutes my purity was gone.
Then you dressed back and  planned to leave me .
It was my mistake i allowed you you to grieve me.
That day you didn't say "I love you"
How could you becz I was hating me too.
You went and I wanted to hold you for more.
I still remember the way you slammed the door.
Then no talks no chats you became busy.
I waited I waited I waited that wasn't easy.
"It's over"  I knew it but waited for you to say..
you said it on 21 October 2013 the monday
I wish if it were love not lust.
You broke me, my love and my trust.
You made me see a false dream.
Now all I have is a broken self esteem.
I hate the time you kept me.
Liked me loved me lipped me and left me.
I cried today after 4 years when you said i am sorry.
But I replied " don't...  because it wasn't a love story..
It really wasn't. ....
It just you said you love me
 Oct 2017 PaperclipPoems
BJ
She is nobody's  angel
She doesn't have a prince.
She has a beautiful family to love ever since.
Her dreams are not as of  pinky girls..
She never liked her hair open with curls..
She doesn't paint her nail her lips never touched those coloured sticks..
She never pouts on selfie clicks...
The beauty is hidden in her mischievous  smile. .
That can hold any body's  feet for a while..
She makes the same plait everyday..
Like she has taught her her hair how to stay...
She doesn't have time to mingle her finger with her hair...
She doesn't think that she needs  any body to take care..
She loves black not pink..
by this she conveys the message I think..
She never tried to charm anyone.
She is a daughter playing role of a son
I never found her wearing..
Neither nosepin  nor earing..
She is different  from others people say..
She doesn't  care even becz she knows the way
She made her a war hawk not a dove..
That is y she is not ready to love..
Her mother is also concerned about her..
But she proves people wrong who doubt her..
She has a dream to live and die for..  
Everything  she has but still Striving for more.
She is adventurous an  explorer always ready to grow..
She is a learner this is what I know....
She is a queen of every  trait..    
She has written her own fate..
She wants wings to fly...
She wants to touch the sky..
She is one for all..
Waiting for her dream call...
Everybody who liked her tried to convince. .
But she is nobody's  angel ..
She doesn't have a prince...
I looked into the eyes of the devil
as he stared back at me.
Smiling at the torture he was devising,
I told him look closer
I have already seen hell,
lived through that darkness,
Slept in the same bed with her.

I look into your eyes
and see the same pain
I've been through.
He stopped,
grin faded
stood up
and said
since the beginning
no amount of physical pain
Prepared me for her...
I welcome loneliness to come sit by me
it's the only thing that has left me yet.
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