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Aug 2013 Quentin Briscoe

Àŧùl

I am really sorry her younger sister,
Don't mean to spoil your fun but really,
You would not get to tease her forever!

I am really sorry her little brother,
Don't mean to take your artist away,
You would not get her to do charts!

I am really sorry her strict mother,
Don't mean to insult you but we'll elope,
You would not get to polish her by scolding!

I am really sorry her loving father,
Don't mean to question your upbringing,
You would not get to love her as much as me!

Oh my dream-most-real how I wait for you,
The brush of these twigs of the love tree,
I will gulp the swigs of tears belonging to you!

Oh my young inspiration how I love you,
The gush of the potion of our love is awaited,
We will have a toast of happiness each!

Oh my young companion how I require you,
The lush gardens of love expect us really soon,
Come to my street forever I wait for *you!

Just in case if you noticed,
This poem as well like my life,
Starts with 'I' and ends with 'you'!

My HP Poem #389
©Atul Kaushal

Aug 2013 Quentin Briscoe

let go.

Aug 2013 Quentin Briscoe

Julian Dorothea

let go.

loneliness clings to me like wet paint
so I walk the streets at night
leaving behind neon footsteps

traces of your absence
color the asphalt
blue on black
the wind is cold
but at least it touches me.

I have grown more intimate with the rain
you are unfamiliar.

my brother's phone vibrates
and I remember when the sound
was once
yours.

I am lonely
and I am sorry for this.

I hang on you like a noose
I am the weight you drag
the useless end of a tow truck

I know I shouldn't need you as much as I do
it is unhealthy
it is unfair

**** me.

like all parasites,
I must die
so you can explode like the amazing fireworks display you were always meant to be
or burn burn burn, you infinite star..

spontaneous. needs editing. suggestions?

Aug 2013 Quentin Briscoe

emancipation day villanelle

Aug 2013 Quentin Briscoe

Fragano Ledgister

emancipation day villanelle

in the bright morning under the free sun
all are now equal each of us may stand
glad in the knowledge that the lash is done

the times are over when we had to run
justice has entered where it once was banned
in the the bright morning under the free sun

a different type of journey has begun
when no one has the right of sole command
glad in the knowledge that the lash is done

we look around and see that we have won
so very much that all our words seem bland
in the bright morning under the free sun

what will become of us is known to none
but t we are ready and we understand
gland in the knowledge that the lash is done

and we have reached the point where everyone
must pause to sing then claim as theirs the land
in the bright morning under the free sun
glad in the knowledge that the lash is done

All and every the Persons who on the said first Day of August One thousand eight hundred and thirty-four shall be holden in Slavery within any such British Colony as aforesaid shall upon and from and after the said first Day of August One thousand eight hundred and thirty-four become and be to all Intents and Purposes free and discharged of and from all Manner of Slavery, and shall be absolutely and for ever manumitted; and that the Children thereafter to be born to any such Persons, and the Offpring of such Children shall in like Manner be free from their Birth; and that from, and after the said first Day of August One thousand eight hundred and thirty-four Slavery shall be and is hereby utterly and for ever abolished and declared unlawful throughout the British Colonies, Plantations, and Possessions Abroad.

Jul 2013 Quentin Briscoe

Can I?

Jul 2013 Quentin Briscoe

Sir B

Can I?

Can I steal a heart
So discreetly
That you won't realize it?
Nope.
I can't
Because I crumble
When I see you
Die a little inside
Seeing you....
....with someone else

So all in all
Stealing hearts
Isn't my profession
Never was
Never will be

Instead joining two loved ones
Together....
....that I can do better....
...I would like someone to do that to me...

Just...
Help me out...
Unfortunately..
No one can!

:(

I guess nature and love got the better of me.. Also sorry to everyone for not being active for a bit... Was at a camp, also hope you guys had a happy day and spent it with your love.

=)

Jul 2013 Quentin Briscoe

In my dreams

Jul 2013 Quentin Briscoe

Morgan sb

In my dreams

I bet his kisses are soft and gentle. His touch soft, and faint. The impression of his lips imprinted in my mind, where I keep those secret things. The way he smiles not just with his lips, but with his eyes. Oh those eyes how they sparkle, and I hope that they smile for me . I hope I'm doing something right here; I may have to take a risk. But, only good can come from this. Still, I'd love to feel his kiss.

Jul 2013 Quentin Briscoe

Legacy

Jul 2013 Quentin Briscoe

jdmaraccini

Legacy

So, you brought a pen to a knife fight,
you who write with brilliance,
no need to fret.
I guarantee you leave a legacy,
life is not through with you yet.

Your nouns have purpose,
you who suffer every time you write,
I swear this to you.
every verb has profound meaning,
let your poetry ignite the mind.

I promise you this,
draw from the passion you find in life,
your adjectives will live forever.
A spider web spinning digital dreams,
each conjunction you weave lingers on.

So, you chose a pen to conduct your life,
choose each adverb wisely,
you who creates poetry brilliance.
For the legacy, you leave with words
is how the world will remember you.

JDMaraccini
2013

#legacy #nethersky #jdmaraccini