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Ever watched the soapy bubbles blow in the wind
The excitement and laughter to a child it brings
Looks of delight as they chase and pop
Begging for more as you blow on the wand
A simple pleasure they won't forget
A childhood memory, one of it's best
I do not swear because I am
A sweet and sober guy;
I cannot vent a single ****
However hard I try.
And in viruperative way,
Though I recall it well,
I never, never, never say
A naughty word like hell.

To rouse my wrath you need not try,
I'm milder than a lamb;
However you may rile me I
Refuse to say: ******!
In circumstances fury-fraught
My tongue is always civil,
And though you goad me I will not
Consign you to the divvle.

An no, I never, never swear;
Profanity don't pay;
To cuss won't get you anywhere,
(And neither will to pray.)
And so all blasphemy I stem.
When milk of kindness curds:
But though I never utter them -
Gosh! how I know the words.
I'd lost my faith
once before.
It was harder with you,
because,
when it came to God,
I always had doubts.
Falling cicada.
Somebody has already fallen in advance.
God looked down and began to laugh
"Look at the mess they made of Earth"
You had it all the best I've made
You burnt and poisoned everything
You torture **** and genocide
Leave no place for good to hide
Free will my greatest of mistakes
You killed my son and walked away
The devil seems to have control
I wash my hands of you all.
It's all there
Every thought,
Neurons on fire
All firing
Electrons tingle
Swimming,
Spinning
Interacting
The mind is full
Cold devoid
No matter within
Echoes of a happier time
No neuron sends a message here
The heart is empty
See his ink
Cut off wings
A fallen angel
Making amends
For what don't ask
He will never tell
He drifts in and out
Of others lives
The mask hides the pain
So deep inside
Now with nothing
He tries to repay
The debt to life
He must each day
You left love behind
Faded dark into the night
No fire or warmth within your soul
Only cold dark days alone

A choice you made to save yourself
Ignored the pleads of those you left
Never looked back at where you've been
Drifting forward trying to be unseen

Days shorter as life's winter moves in
Their facets of memory fade away
His family just couldn't take
The fact my friend is gay
...Some people
pray to empty cans
and hope the sun will make
rain
in the absence of belief
They wait
and they dance until
the emptiness
becomes a threat to the
aria of illusion
So they panic and curse
and blame
the moonlight
howling
to feed the hunger of
self-inflicted nightmares
In the end
they find themselves
in the cradle of desperation
and believe
everything that
burns...
Mek
10.18.09
...The air is thick
and the high singing whine
becomes the breath and
songs
not of suns and tomorrows
but of merchants selling the
drama
Hopeless is the fate of once
noble saints with
man made souls
The young is cold and the only
room of salvation
collapsed
under the burden
of greed
And yet
so many people dance
under dry clouds
and pray for rain
Perhaps there are reasons
but chances are
I will never
understand
why...
Mek
10.29.09
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