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 Sep 2017 Paul Butters
Riham
the voice is haunting my mind
At first it was about little girl
Second time was about the Father
Now it's about the world
The world is a mess
War after war
Blood in every image
No peace
What's happening!!??
The end seems near but near is far from the end
They say go and Save yourself , go run to the safe place and grow your self thought and light the world
Am saying yes I will put the image away
Am clearing my mind
but what's this voice
Why I have voice of  people screaming in my head
Why is haunting me ...
Now tell me how can I run away from     this ...
The voice is haunting
The voice is haunting me
___
woo me, untrap me, free me –
         lug me into Woods of Freedom,
              bright and of unhindered green
                    perched on Tree of Life
                         as we chirp lyrics of love
                          wrap me in your arms
                        to coil me in twirls
               of your affection umpteen

                     embed me in the Abode Of Bliss
                            in ambrosial chamber
                              of desire and emotions
                                possess my soul
                                and as pour pearls of bliss
                             release me in the River of Amor
                        in currents of it’s rapturous swirls

                  under the silver allure of moon
                      flames on the Mount of Desire
                             let rise the fire and consume
                                 until come falling within us
                               a million stars exploding
                                    
                  ­          then from the Bed of Stardust
                                    to world let’s arise anew
                                           amid beams of bliss
                                           with a bow   to know
                                    of love’s bounteous bestow
 Aug 2017 Paul Butters
laura
i'm eating glass shards
and complaining about
the way my gums bleed
one day i'm gonna turn
inside out and become some
other body or somebody else

starting with the dentures first
and the three thousand dollar
surgery that you flew out to florida
to get won't mean a thing
because i'm somebody new
not a living embarrassment
I never claimed to be a beautiful soul.
I never asserted that I love everyone.
I am not the idea you invented in your mind,
a projection of an ideal.
I am merely a puzzle of flaws and synchronized sins.
Missing a few pieces and searching under couches for myself.
I try to write the most beautiful of things in hopes that I will find myself in them one of these days.
Last week
the clocked ticked towards an
ungodly hour as the memories of you seemed to write themselves
in bold.

The fluorescent kitchen lights seduced me into believing they were diamonds,
swimming through my veins and
getting my every desire.

You once told me our lips were bridges and no matter where I am,
I can't seem to forget just how beautiful it once was to just
collapse into you.
 Aug 2017 Paul Butters
Yitkbel
Everything has been a little broken lately:
The screens
The lights
The coffee machine
Me
Other people
The hours...
Well, mostly me.

Everyday,
I used to look forward to you coming by,
and pay for your orders with your reassuring smile.
But, ever since you left,
Ever since you stopped coming by,
Things fell apart.
Nobody smiles anymore,
Nobody wants to be here anymore.
Especially me.
But, I am still here
Waiting,
Waiting to catch up to the past,
that abruptly slipped away from me:
Those days that were truly happy,
because I knew you’d always be there,
Not matter how momentarily.
 Aug 2017 Paul Butters
Star BG
I wish I could leave my form and merge inside the wind, to drift away feeling the power of the universe. Meander I would around gracefully tickling the leaves. I could move through a cloud, and  travel to a star to make a wish. I would climb under the wing of the bird and help it fly.
If I merged with the wind I would hug the world.
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