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Apr 2016
I sat in the bus
Watching the scenery pass my by
There was a whisper
In my ear, in my head
In my crown, in my very being

perhaps we should talk

Willingly I allowed
The images to appear
Before my eyes
In my mind
In the tangles in my brain

I watched a girl
Come at me
Fury in her eyes
She was smaller than me
Weaker than me
She raised her hand
I neatly folded it behind her
"Have some self-respect"

why did you do that?

She's fighting over a man
Regardless of who won
This is pointless
This is below me

what would you tell her

There's no point
Fighting over a guy
There's no reason
For us to argue
I have no issues with her

look at her closer

She came at me all over again
But this time
She changed
Her dark hair grew and turned blond
Her eyes were hit by waves
That showed
In fact they were blue;
She was me.

are you in conflict with yourself

I know the blame's 50/50
I know my endless
Pride, stubborness and honor
I know my negative patterns
And I take the heat for it

were you just playing with him

There was no intention of pain inflicted
I wanted to play
Like children play
To make a smirk appear
On his exquisite features
The lauging wrinkles to come out

did you achieve that?

Thought I did
But my phone went off
***** little snitches
Expected better from you
Bunch of *******
There's a tiny man
Hidden inside that huge presence
Be 208cm all you want
That was below both of us

There's a smile upon my crown
*forgive and you will be forgiven
Peace eventually return to all of us, if we allow it.
Sirenes
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Sirenes  Belgium
(Belgium)   
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     Arcassin B, Keith Wilson, Gaffer and SPT
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