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I danced on table tops with beautiful people dripping in sweat
moving, swaying, touching with hands and feeling with mouths
I thought about you when I was pressed up against her
thought about the nights I used to spend pressed up against you
oh, how I long to have that back
you once said the word "always" in the same sentence as the word "love"
and I haven't been okay since then
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WHY?

Why is love lost
more poignant than love kept
and linger longer in the heart
when there's nothing left

but the haunt of painful memories
and so many a regret? caught
by hopes crushed and joys stolen
what would be the bereft lover's thought?

no wonder love is bitter- sweet
though it might end in nought
' Our sweetest songs are those
that tell of saddest thought'

so wrote Shelley in his
'Ode To The Skylark'
young lovers be warned
to the great bard's words you should hark.
nil
brewing strong coffee
raspberry jam on the floor
the smell of burnt toast
Haiku
 Oct 2015 Realeboga M
K Alexys
used.
 Oct 2015 Realeboga M
K Alexys
I feel like I've broken down
I've become a brand.
I'm all sold out.
And people buy with short hands.

my breath smells like my mouth is made of alcohol.
my eyes are low and i cant walk.
i just did what i had to in order to feel wanted
i just did what i can do to feel worthy.

all my life i've tried to keep people who dont love me.
and my product is wasting all over the place.
i need to clean it up but there's too much to do.
i just sit here and watch my business break.
 Oct 2015 Realeboga M
Porcelain
It never occurred to me that one day there would be no us
The taste that your lips allowed made me forget my own name
Why were we always in such a rush?
I always took the blame


Oh God please help me now
His touch left marks on my skin
I would always vow
That I would never sin


He made me think unholy things
I’m going to hell
My heart was played like a puppet on strings
I shall not dwell


My tears felt cold
His shaky hands were on fire
His eyes shone gold
This was all so dire


You forgot my name, you forgot my love
I forgot your face, I forgot your flesh
My lips were as white as a dove
The pain you left stayed fresh
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