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 Apr 2016 Paul Butters
Happynessa
Mirrors are the throat of time
Devouring all in their path
Leaving nothing not even bones
Relentless in their wrath

Mirrors are the throat of time
Taking all with nil to give
Leaving only the profound loss
So deep we can never forgive

Mirrors are the throat of time
Stealing from each of us all
Leaving no corner unexposed
Silent witness to our downfall
heavy heart
a circle full of greed
seven sins have been committed
only i remember three
first might it be
i was full of pride
pride for my school
pride for my life
pride for the girl who held my hand that night
sloth of the second
i neglected the chores of my work
the dinosaur of life
laziness and procrastination - still in dirt
i have not done what needed to be done
instead walked away to a place
where i myself would regret ever entering
and lastly it was greed
greed for the kisses of her lips
greed for the beer tossed down my throat
greed for the obtaining of what then was popular
greed for the chain of cigarettes
what i don't remember is the lust that followed
the lust that was so deep she had to explain it for me
what i don't remember is the envy of another man
wanting the lust of a woman who stayed with me
that envy would have saved me
if it were not for the pride that followed
the man who showed envy had now shown pride -
- a pride that he did not need the lust of a woman
who would stay with me
and it was gluttony that wanted her to conquer me
gluttony and wrath mixed into an ugly song
a song that she sang in my ears while she poured beer down my throat
it burned
oh hell it burned
i don't remember a time where it didn't burn
wrath that he showed pride when she wanted envy
gluttony that he did not give her lust when she had shown sloth
towards the problems between them
and i was in the middle
a battle of greed and pride
of wrath and envy
sloth
gluttony
and she took away the thing i had wanted to save
not for her no
she did not deserve it
no matter how much i wanted to think so
because i was the one to blame
because i could have done something
yet i did nothing
 Apr 2016 Paul Butters
Star Gazer
She's a very honest soul,
A brave soul without care.
She will tell you of her day
so listen to the words
she speaks.
She will hide things,
But she will tell you
When you feel like
Listening.
She won't ever force
You to say anything
Or ever force you
To do anything
For her.
She's beautiful,
Smart, creative
and definitely
caring.
She's able to bring up
any topic to talk about
so awkward silences
are non existent with her.
When you look into her eyes
If you haven't fallen in love
You definitely will.
There's a shine that
is indescribable.
The moon light can't compare
To the shine that glimmers
in her eyes.
If you can make her look
at you with that shine,
consider yourself a lucky man.
You will never find an angel
Who will be able to care
While at the same time
Make you laugh without a care.
Cherish her every second
Cherish her every moment
Because you have won the lottery,
Love her with all your heart
and make her happy.
If I could pick someone to be
With right this moment,
I would pick her.
So you should realise
Just how lucky you are.
You definitely do not
want to lose her.
Watch as the sun rises and sets
And you'll realise,
Her beauty is way beyond
Any of that.
Make her happy for me,
I just want you to make
her smile.
                 Love her
Like I never had
                 The chance
to.
 Apr 2016 Paul Butters
Star Gazer
You are a part of a race to the edge of the-
universe as it continues to expand.
While the rocket fuel and the flux capacitor-
Were still in ignition we found ourselves floating.
We stood still in the retrospect of time-
But we were moving light years beyond light years.

That was life after all isn't it?
A constant search and race for things-
That slowly become too unnecessary.

Keep chasing that promotion, till you're at the top-
Keep chasing the green notes, till you can buy the world-
Keep chasing the pocket filled friends.
Because one day the only thing chasing you-
Will be loneliness.

Take a little time-
Appreciate the people around you-
See the beauty within nature-
See the beauty within others-
And learn to love.
Do not hide in the shadows, step into the light. Do not be ashamed of who you are. Be the person you want others to see. Show kindness and love even if you are hated. Stand with grace in the wake of persecution. Be faithful to your ideals, even if others don't like your point of view. Never compromise what you are, be true to yourself. Hold on to those who love you and strengthen those bonds. They will serve you well in the life you choose to live. Always be selfless when you have something to give. Show others what they are missing because the will not see the true you. Just remember to be who you are in what ever you choose to do.
My love and I, shared the summer last year,
While Dragonflies stitched until the close of day,
I see her now, the fond memories so dear.

We both loved a lifetime without any fear,
From fragrant meadows our cares floated away,
My love and I, shared the summer last year.

Her pleasant laughter, I can still hear,
Threading the air with the scent of fresh hay,
I see her now, the fond memories so dear.

Why we drifted apart still remains unclear,
Did passion die when blue skies turned grey?
My love and I, shared the summer last year.

I embraced her soul, held it so near,
But already I sensed her slipping away,
I see her now, the fond memories so dear.

In stoic silence, I shed a single tear,
Resolved to keeping my sadness at bay,
My love and I, shared the summer last year,
I see her now, the fond memories so dear.

©Paul Chafer 2014
For a girl in another life, beyond time's blurry realm, marching on unceasingly, making dust of us all.
 Mar 2016 Paul Butters
Ree Bunch
You're like week old milk.
I know you're sour,
**But I still have to take a whiff.
 Mar 2016 Paul Butters
Ree Bunch
Lust misted upon me.
It blinded my vision.
Affecting my 20/20 vision for you.

Secrets drenched my attire;
Weighing down my mind and body.
Making it difficult to keep up.

Lies rained down between us;
Creating a moat; separating us
Farther and farther apart.

A whirlwind of pleasure disguised
The destruction that was
Ultimately laying waste.

A tornado of guilt captures
Me up in its volatile tunnel;
Thrashing me about.

Truth floods us, dragging us
under; drowning the little life
Our relationship has left.

The drought of forgiveness
Results in the death
Of the future between us two.
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