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 Mar 2013 RIKKI
Chin-ok
They told me it was metal,
but I didn't believe a word.
But now I find it's iron
of the strongest, finest kind.
Ah! Here is my little bellows,
I think I'll melt it down.
 Mar 2013 RIKKI
M Clement
Simple meanings in abated days
Tainted tones in patient abnormality
I refuse to elaborate to the adorate
So hope for better prose

My skin has turned desert
Death comes when the oil's burned down
Slaughtered the fattened calf
Only to drown in the oil drum

Bear with me
      Bear with me
This is all I have left
I'm so close to the breaking point
Like a man pulled by horses
I feel my tendons tearing
                               my eyes tearing

I am drowned desert
       Emotion, my life
              My death
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I'm having a rough week, this week. Last night's poem, and this, is meant to reflect that.
 Mar 2013 RIKKI
M Clement
Here's the truth dear Rabbit
I've fallen down the hole, now
And I need you take down what I'm saying
It's important, I tell you
Important

I want so dearly to reveal myself
Let me rephrase:
I want to lay with someone
To
In a simple way
Give of myself
Someone else will enjoy me more than I
Rabbit, you understand, don't you?
You of all...
animals
Know of *******
You're a rabbit.
Don't look at me so *****-ly
You're a rabbit, you have a reputation about you

You do understand me, don't you?
I guess I should explain
No, keep writing
If I'm gone, it should be told
I want to lay with someone,
Because my vulnerability is not something I want to share
If I truly open up
Rather than acting like I have it all together...
By the way, I hardly accomplish that
You saw me crying by the tree, did you not?
That's the whole reason I've fallen down
I wanted to escape
I so badly want to be with a woman
To escape
I know better
But that doesn't mean I act better

Dear Rabbit, have you finished?
I think I'm done ranting.
If you would please,
Post that on the tree outside this hole
I have to explore escape
I just realized how much I hate this poem.
 Feb 2013 RIKKI
amt
February
 Feb 2013 RIKKI
amt
February,
The hardest month,
Approaches a close.

Did I tell anyone?
Yes.
Did they care?
No.

For some strange reason,
I always feel like everything would be better,
If you were still here.
 Feb 2013 RIKKI
amt
You call me up.
It's like a broken record.
You say that your heart hurts,
Cause you can't get over him getting over you.
Lyrics from Heartbreak Girl by 5SOS
 Feb 2013 RIKKI
M Clement
I wrote
and wrote
and wrote
and wrote
and wrote
and wrote
and wrote

And you read
And kept reading
And said so many things
And most were not hollow
But in the morning, we're still
Across borders
Across highways
Across Oceans
Separate lives
 Feb 2013 RIKKI
Curious Tales
Kid.
 Feb 2013 RIKKI
Curious Tales
You are not a Kid.
Anything but

but once you were,
to me...at least.

Before I knew
knew the truth.
the meaning.
the being

being that you became.
that I created.

but I never knew your being.
just mine.
the one I created.
the one which adores my mind and haunts my hopes and dreams

me,
it haunts me.
you haunt me.
I haunt me.

My Frankenstein devours me.
It is not fit for me. Yet it is me.
In me.
My soul
My body
My mind.
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