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She turned his blood into gasoline and stole the air from his lungs and gave his soul a ******* and his heart became a ticking time bomb desperate to discover the lust of being wrapped and tangled under a sheet of night and loves lost pleasures trapped between the lighting and magic raging from within her eyes
 Mar 2017 Shaded Lamp
Courtney O
Sometimes we sleepwalk and we call it life
Pass through the motions but we ain't there
But there are dreams, desires, wanting to be unlocked...
This life is a maze.

And then
a ray of light - darkness
a slap in the face
a throb in the blood
a beat of the heart
a different drum
a kiss on the lips!
Thank God for waking up!
Because only then we can dream...
 Mar 2017 Shaded Lamp
River
Spirals
 Mar 2017 Shaded Lamp
River
I'm running out of time
I think I've finally made up my mind
This life of mine just spirals and spirals again
And in the center of my life's cornucopia
Is you, again and again

People say don't waste time on what's not precious
Take life by the horns and ride into the pressure
But I ride the wave instead
I'm leisure sinking deep within melancholy glory
And your radiant beauty is what keeps my heart beating

Spirals, spirals everywhere
A girl, woman, lady, female
Looking, pondering, reminiscing
Always reminded and reminding
Welcomed into the world of endless wonder
To which the door lay between my eyes
In my mind is where infinite possibilities lie

Sweet succulence,
Dragged down to the pit of repentance
Life lessons are Catholic school nuns beating you with a ruler
But you survived and now you have no choice but to thrive

See, you hear
See? You hear the robin chirping up a storm outside your window
He's calling you to the day
But you rather lay in bed for the rest of the day
I'd like to think he'll miss me,
He'll miss me because, well, I lay in my bed and stave off sleep
But I'll dream of him
And he'll come for me
Oneday, he'll come,
You'll see
Because all my life spirals back to him
And all his life spirals back to me.
 Mar 2017 Shaded Lamp
Zero Nine
Long ago love looked like romance
it held a subtle sheen of madness
Chaos and passion left in pair
Our beds lie oceans apart
My heart can't swim the carpet
In the night we camped the platform
I hadn't yet bought matches
as the smoke was yet to lick me
inside my virginal lungs
My heart grows tumescent, we
never sat close to view forever
in the dusk of violet July
To fulfill happiness fully
suppose we just kiss goodbye forever
and bare the carpet to cement
May some poor soul once more find
their face between too hairy legs
and with my chin I'd trace constellations
Sail our beds both furthest apart
Sail our beds into the dark
In the violet July
 Mar 2017 Shaded Lamp
Jellyfish
I wish it were him instead of my blanket holding me.
Another untitled.
As she has before
So she will after.
As he has before
but he hurts after.
As she has tried
so she will try again.
As he has tried
he has given up.
As she has met fate
she shall greet with love.
As he has met fate
shall he learn to let go.

As she has found love before
So she will find love after.


*As he has found love before
he finds it no more
Cherry oh cherry oh baby ,
Do you know I'm in love with you?
If you don't believe I do,
Then know that I love you madly....

O  ohhh ,oooo ohhhho,
Ohhh ohhh ohhh **;

Baby come sit by my side,
Then just turn to see my eyes,
So we see each other close,
Coz I really love you baibeee.

Yoh yoh yoh,yoh yo yoooh,
You'll keep me so cool ooo,
For I really love you baby,
Listen to me sing for you ahhhh.....

Time spilling so fast darling ,
Do not take long to come sweet heart ......
Yoh ohhh oh baby,
just come over my side.

Cherry cherry oh baby,
Cherry oh baby,
O oho ohhh baibeee.....
O oho ohhh baibeee!
Sweet love untold ....love on top of love.
 Mar 2017 Shaded Lamp
CeilingStar
Eyes cavernous, drowning in longing,
Pooling incredible intensity
Aching your core,
Desperation for every second to be this

Nothing ever feels as real as this stark second

Body aware of the pressure of yours,
An imprint that feels as if it should last a lifetime
A reinforced vulnerability

You can almost feel the fragile structure built of perceived perfection,
Emulating the lustre and complexity of stars as far as my ceiling
It’s yours forever

Under the table
It’s always there,
Always will be,
A singularity of where we started and where we shall end,
The perfect burden

I’d have it no other way

k.g.
I wrote this at 3am eating poppadoms in my kitchen while he was sleeping.
When it comes to it
I'm not even aware of it
but I swear that it's
aware of me.

When I close my eyes and
count to ten
I can see yesterday
quite near to me
quite clearly,
I think
if I counted beyond ten
something might happen then
and I might not like it.

I'm three points off a starboard bow
true
but I don't know how and
when it comes to it
I'm not really aware of it


I try to scratch a living out
before giving out
what's that about?
see
I'm not aware
at all.
 Mar 2017 Shaded Lamp
Poetic T
Well here I am, milestones had passed
yet not a granite one had levelled my
field of recognition. When I was just
moments into digits doubled, a mind
was vacant of contentment.

Was I motionless yet progressing to
nowhere, my emotions were alike to
a  cadaver rotting me on the inside.
Putrid anxiety chained with solitude,
voices of others, shadows clinging inwards.

A tomb of negativity had obscured my
needing of others. I was deaf in a room
of many whispers, mine screaming out
the loudest in need to be heard.
I was a ventriloquist scattering my voice away.

But even though in contained emotions,
I woefully expelled my moments on tiny
little pebbles, swallowing them to drown
out the living cradle of my imprisonment.
And I slept like death for an eternity.

Awoken by the morning verses of birds
rising to a new day, for me two had past.
A lifetime of slumber and I pondered my
reflection in the glass, twice was not the
charm, and pebbles dissolved into regrets.

Lingering in the empty shell of what drowned
within me. I looked in the mirror and saw
something strange? Myself, and I looked rough.
I took the blade to flesh and removed the
memory of the last static months stained on me.

Well that was vacant times and now my life is
fulfilled with the motions of love compassion,
A wife and children that expel any darkness
lingering beneath. And I smile, my granite footnote
is a while a way, today i just smile out the window..
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