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 Nov 2013 phantom89
N23
Bird Song
 Nov 2013 phantom89
N23
If I were a bird
you would have crushed
                                             my wings
in your grip;

too mesmerized by my
silent song
to notice the rapid beating
of my heart
against your palm
as I struggled

                                                to fly away.
 Nov 2013 phantom89
N23
I want to dream the dreams
that you have dreamt
and chase you through
your nightmares,
on bare feet,
through darkness and the forest of your memories.

(When I am close enough
I will catch your hand
in mine
and gently remind you
that soon
you will wake up

next to me.)
Cry
My Darling Girl,
Do not cry,
For as you cry,
Something you could have done,
              an opportunity
Passes you by.

All the ideas you miss,
     All the things you won't try
          All the people you could have known,
Pass you by like debris in a hurricane.

Perhaps it is a hurricane
You could make it so
With all the tears you cry.

If only you weren't crying.
Sobbing.
Tears streaming down your face like a great wonder of the world
The Waterfall of salt water,
Leading into the Sea.

A Sea that tastes of your tears.

Try hard, my sweet girl
Dry the tears from your face.

You've been broken
I know.
But now it is time to fix it.
To fix you.
Nothing is worth this grief.

Cheer up my Darling Girl,
Dry your tears,
and Live.
You drank to escape and to ease
Instead your desires clouded your soul
The whimper shouts from the inside to stay still
To sleep alone another night
To stay good and do what's right
Is ignored as your demon is above my shoulder
And your whisper is in my ear
As you wait til silence marks my lips
That is when you make your slay and cause me to slip
Surrounded by darkness, defenselessness
You suffocate my pleads of no
As you trick yourself into illusions of my conscious consent
And you shame me down,
My mind absent as you expose my lifeless, bare body
And my blank stare
Did you see my eyes?
They were speaking to you,
Asking why,
If you saw that girl that used to hang around and laugh
Or did you see a piece of meat, incomprehensible of what you were capable of doing
So vulnerable, she'll never tell
Oh sly you, thinking it was okay
To let everyone see, leaving invitations for the unwanted
And me to break upon their touches
My flesh bruised with fingertips
My mind ****** with their urges
Blacked out from shame and guilt
Only Its my fault, I deserved this filth?
You took away the last of my innocence
Left me unwanted and broken,
Not knowing love but only to be used
I didn't chose this, you abused and created this

Left behind once thought friends
They turn into monsters I fear
We all so broken,
From the fairy tales of love we mourn
So we seek love in the bottom of the bottle
To feed the power of denial
As we justify our actions fueled by the beast
To hurt and destroy others
so we can share the pain and ruin of loneliness together
An illusion of unity as we slowly slaughter one another
To black out the last of our guilt
Only we turn into the thoughts of our filth
 Nov 2013 phantom89
Julz
Jaded
 Nov 2013 phantom89
Julz
Cold and broken
In silence you can hear the cry
Hearts that bruised
Broke
Crumpled
HARDENED

The slutty little do - gooder, the narcissistic manipulator that’s who we are
Feeling the way EXTREME
Maybe

What happened to art? What happened to love?
What happened to ***?
What happened to the art in love?
Repeat repeat repeat…

How far will you let me go?
This is a test! Instructions WILL NOT follow!
I hope you make it

Just breathe
Just breathe
Just breathe

Sway and bend
Waiting for you to turn me on
Janis you had it right
“I’d be so good to you baby”
What do you want from me?

I can feel you from here
Say yes, yes, yes, YES
Open to a new page, I’ll take the chance
It’s worth the consequence

It’s all gonna be all right
We’ll get some glue
Unfold a little slowly
Take the bandages off
Silence becomes music
 Nov 2013 phantom89
sycokitten
Games
 Nov 2013 phantom89
sycokitten
No time for these games, I don’t like being played
Little boys all around, I wish that you’d stayed.
Pills to sleep, Smoke, and too many shots.
Now he’s the one that haunts my thoughts…
My fairytale plot, never seems to go right.
Reality hits, when I sleep alone at night.
 Nov 2013 phantom89
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Tale | elaT
Of | fO
A | A
Mirror | rorriM
Is | sI
Best | tseB
Told | dloT
By | yB
Itself | flestI
And | dnA
Not | toN
On | nO
E-Paper. | .repa9-3
My HP Poem #481
©Atul Kaushal
 Nov 2013 phantom89
Abigail
I am a meal
At the mouth of an ocean
Disappearing along with the tide
Arms and legs devoured by teeth
The enormous blue giant inside

I struggle to regain footing
As I'm rapidly carried away
The icy waves an electric shock
Stealing me with their sway

In the distance, the shore
She stretches astray
dissolved into deep
and sparkling waves

However, out here
the water is soothing
I’m floating on liquid sky
My mind is clear
my body numb,
my panic, I’ve forgotten why

I let myself slip into the darkness,
like sheets on summer nights
Sweetly surrendering to the sea
Forgive me, I quit the fight
I looked at you
and I said
"****"
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