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There lives in this world a flame
It burns with a wild and free spirit
But with grace and gentleness
Captivating, beauty personified
It doesn't roar but it purrs
My life was blessed to have been touched by its soul
When the world saw to test my body and break my will
The flame would comfort, caress and embrace me
No matter the trials I faced it's warmth would empower me
If I was far from home it would guide back to its love
In my arrogance I forgot to tend the flame
It needed fuel to burn so bright
Compassion, Understanding and a foundation
Without these a gap began to form between us
Now it caresses and comforts someone else
And I am left alone in the never ending dark
A void and dessolate dark
Where I have no protection from harsh realities and demons
What was once majestic fire has manifested itself nightmares
I can still sense the flicker of the flame
Dancing its delicate dance with him
Closing my eyes I reach out to it
But the very force that once sheilded me from hurt
Becomes the very impliment to inflict it
Burning and scolding with a fury to match its beauty
Every lash feels like my death coil
But still I reach out
Hoping, praying that I will be once again envolpoed in its refuge
I know it is through my own carelessness
That my hands are covered in scars
But still I reach out
When I ask myself if should continue, all I can answer is
I regret my failure
I regret that I only have two hands to butcher
 Jun 2011 Rickie Louis
Shadow Rai
Topsy, turvy,
∩dsıpǝ poʍu
as if no
gravity abounds
∩dsıpǝ poʍu
within my mind
sobriety now
hard to find

Vitae rushes
pounding sounds
with head hung low
‘bout ∩dsıpǝ poʍu
Distortion’s clever!
I’ve had enough!
∩dsıpǝ poʍu,s now
right side up...
© 2009 By ♪Po3ticMi$tr3$$♫
savor the last memory
as it haunts my tired mind
I can taste it on my tongue
and I can see it in your eyes
I can see our slow demise
the fire flickering off your face
blowing ashes and embers
burning down whats our to take
savor the last memory
as it wakes me from my sleep
wisps through the air
I can feel it in my hands
but when i look, nothings there
Most importantly, I knew better
I knew better than to let him take me
This lesson broke me long ago
Years of being tied in a knot and numb
He woke me up
And when my heart started beating like a real girls
When color returned to my face
When the rain made me smile
When I suddenly knew what I was missing all along
I let him take me
And I told myself this time, it was right
He was what I was always missing
And he was exactly what I never knew I needed

Most importantly, I knew better
I knew better than to let myself fall in love
This lesson built me a wall long ago
Years of being detached and apathetic
He shook me up
And when my reflection started to resemble me again
When my eyes began to shine
When he always made me smile
When he took down that wall brick by solid brick like he just couldn't get enough
I let myself fall
And I told myself this time, it was different
He was what I never wanted to keep out
And he was exactly what I never knew I needed

Most importantly, I knew better
I knew better than to let him get so close
This lesson drove me mad long ago
Years of holding everyone out at arms length
He held me close
And when I finally relaxed into his strong embrace
When I felt his fingers brush my face
When I let his lips make the whole world fall away
When he took me over and he shook me up and he rearagned everything I knew about myself
His arms became home
And I told myself this time, this was it
He was what my life was always missing
And he was exactly what I never knew I needed

Ignorance is bliss compared to *this.
© September 9th, 2010 Moriah Jean
For my muse - I'm sorry I couldn't hate you.
I'd like to close my eyes and
breathe you in and
die.

I'm choking on your heartbeat, but
who needs to swallow?
Your muscles wrap around me,
constricting my every move.
I'm caged in by beautiful happenings and
I'm in love with your tense-and-release.
My skin sticks to your lips as
My fingers get tangled in your hair.
Your body is a garden I am lost in;
Your vines tie me down and
I am ravaged. The air is
thick and salty as the ocean;
We could drown together
(and i would welcome it).
We saw eternity but forgot to
take any pictures, then we
traveled back in time to make sure
life couldn't go on without us.
Our battle scars will tell the
story better than we could.
The moment was so heavy
it almost crushed me,
(and i think i wouldn't have minded).
No one lives forever and
I'd like to die while I'm living.
We squeezed a lifetime into
one euphoric moment; I
wouldn't dare let ***** greed
ask for more.

I'd like to close my eyes and
breathe you in and

*die.
© March 9th, 2011 Moriah Jean

When I started writing this, it was about love.
About half way through, it somehow became about ***.
I suppose at times, they are one and the same.
Either way, after making beautiful, corny, hot and heavy love would be a perfect time to die.
You know, eventually.

I didn't have anyone specific in mind when I wrote this. However, I've only ever truly "made love" to one person.
So this is for my muse - I could have died every night in his arms.
There was once a time
When I could look at you
And you could not make me

Address myself,
Undress myself

Then, I would only see
The light deflecting through
And there was yet no sublime
Copyright 2010 Parveen Sagar
He skimmed and slipped over
Your skin, which he wished
Was his to touch; he stitched
His hand to yours and gripped

So hard you felt your bones,
Crush, curdle, you plead, don't let go
But he did, he tore away
Two weaved hands, they bled that day

Raw, afraid, with dread you felt
Your way through the darkness in which you dwelt
The hand it scarred, it left its marks
On the walls you scraped, bled, dried and marred
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