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 May 2013 S D S
Liz McLaughlin
I watch in a daze as he wets his lips
whets his lips on stones.
ones that pin me down
and cause sinking feelings in my gut.
--those acrid acrylic licks
painting stains on skin
immune to detergent

‘cause I’m threadbare
and he works his way through
the lesions in my sweaters
and he knows I like to wear things out
shabby little happenings
inside a purple room
that he burst into like a lightning bolt
“Heartthrob” on a Honda 75 CB

and I’m not naive enough for love, no
sir, check that coat at the door
but there’s some supreme
cinematic fascination
inherent in his walk and talk

and I want to encapsulate what he is
and forget what he is not.
 May 2013 S D S
whispertotheair
Dark
 May 2013 S D S
whispertotheair
Tell me what is it like to be happy
Because I haven´t been in a while now
I forgot what it feels like,
So please tell me now.

Her arms around you
and the smile on your face
you dont seem to notice
that everything for me is gray.

Everything is dark
nothing belongs in my mind.
the sounds around me seem to be quiet
and I can´t see anymore what matters.

Hold me like you used to
Let´s take it back
I want to remember
what it feels like.
 Apr 2013 S D S
Jessica Who
Once again
Sleep eludes me
Thoughts consume me
Your poetry moves me
All of this a sadness
That weighs heavy on an already burdened heart

Watching the movements of the moon
Waiting for the warmth of the sun

Love will not rise with her
It will fall with him
 Apr 2013 S D S
Cat A
Lets destroy society
It has hypnotized the best of us
Leaving the weak in awe
And giving the powerful a reason to rule
For we do not stand a chance
Not alone
But together we can rise
And defeat this horrid society that is out to destroy us
Giving us excuses to live stupidly
Killing the precious brain cells that are needed in order to survive
Teaching us new expectation that will never happen
Society has poisoned the brains of the young and even the old
I will be the one who says, "ENOUGH!"
Will you join me in this new world?
Where society does not control your personality Or dictate the way you think
Lets destroy society
Before it destroys us
Churning like the vast expanse of ocean laid at my feet.
All the distance and space of things,
Breaking like the wake inside of me
Like the ache inside of me,
Screaming..
Wait your drowning again
My head spins and my lungs
Burn at every want of breath
At every needing, at my neediness
At surviving day after day
Painfully aware of my slow sinking
Pretending I don’t care, about happiness
At my relentless pleas and prying
Into the gray spot of morality inside of me
Thinking an echo over and over
That I don’t miss my sense of belonging
Longing…
And yearning with every water molecule
In my physical body that you would reach out
Or say you want me.
That I could escape this rip tide and
Hide in dry sand, or your hands
Could pull me up and save me,
Lately the waters colder
And I’m older I’m harder, I’m patient,
Impatient…
I’m tougher , I’m jaded. I hate it
I hate me, I hate this
water rushes as I hit my knees..
Today I can't save me
Adrenalin spikes, heart's pounding
today's the day
today… I’m drowning.
 Apr 2013 S D S
T. S. Eliot
Mistah Kurtz—he dead.

      A penny for the Old Guy

      I

We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats’ feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar

Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;

Those who have crossed
With direct eyes, to death’s other Kingdom
Remember us—if at all—not as lost
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men.

      II

Eyes I dare not meet in dreams
In death’s dream kingdom
These do not appear:
There, the eyes are
Sunlight on a broken column
There, is a tree swinging
And voices are
In the wind’s singing
More distant and more solemn
Than a fading star.

Let me be no nearer
In death’s dream kingdom
Let me also wear
Such deliberate disguises
Rat’s coat, crowskin, crossed staves
In a field
Behaving as the wind behaves
No nearer—

Not that final meeting
In the twilight kingdom

      III

This is the dead land
This is cactus land
Here the stone images
Are raised, here they receive
The supplication of a dead man’s hand
Under the twinkle of a fading star.

Is it like this
In death’s other kingdom
Waking alone
At the hour when we are
Trembling with tenderness
Lips that would kiss
Form prayers to broken stone.

      IV

The eyes are not here
There are no eyes here
In this valley of dying stars
In this hollow valley
This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms

In this last of meeting places
We ***** together
And avoid speech
Gathered on this beach of the tumid river

Sightless, unless
The eyes reappear
As the perpetual star
Multifoliate rose
Of death’s twilight kingdom
The hope only
Of empty men.

      V

Here we go round the prickly pear
Prickly pear prickly pear
Here we go round the prickly pear
At five o’clock in the morning.

Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the Shadow
                                For Thine is the Kingdom

Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion
And the response
Falls the Shadow
                                Life is very long

Between the desire
And the spasm
Between the potency
And the existence
Between the essence
And the descent
Falls the Shadow
                                For Thine is the Kingdom

For Thine is
Life is
For Thine is the

This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.
 Apr 2013 S D S
Nat
Equality?
 Apr 2013 S D S
Nat
I am the
SAME
as you

I work in your community
I live in your world
I contribute
(too much)
to Capitalism
by frequenting your local stores
and buying
WAY
more items than
I need

I vote for your President
your Congress
your Governor,
I participate in politics because
I care
about the way
our world
functions.

And yet I'm not equal
I'm not "the same."

As if any of us even know what being
"the same"
means anymore

When I dated men you
ALL
applauded me, praised me

Even when I dated total
*******
people said,

"Well you're just too good for him.
But you're such a great person for
being able to see past his
'rough' exterior"

I saw past
SO MANY
'rough exteriors'

And I was miserable
And I forced myself to
PRETEND
to be happy.
And loved
And love-ING.

But then
SHE
walked into my life.

SHE
had been there for awhile,
but I shoved the feelings to the side
because they're
NOT RIGHT

NOT
acceptable

NOT
real

NOT
important

Be with a man they say.
And I followed their rules.

Which lead to alcoholism
drugs
depression
suicide after suicide after suicide,
never
accomplished.

Which reinforced the fact that
my life would be full of
Failure.

And then came the kiss
(when my lips met her perfect lips)
that opened my eyes,
and changed my life.

Now, I may be
Unequal
Rejected
Frowned upon

BUT

There is no frown upon
my face.

For my world is
Complete
Authetic
Rewarding
Real

And I wouldn't change that
to cultivate the appearance of
Equal.
 Apr 2013 S D S
Lili
We were just mindless beings
Lost and running
Flip flops clacking
Hitting wet pavement
Sending erratic echoes
Through the abandoned quadrangle

Crash landing on the hilltop
Falling straight to the grass
Staring up at the sky
We were as light as feathers
Letting the wind lift us
To wherever it pleased

Traveling to other worlds
Rotation after rotation
Blissfully absent
Exhaling our worries
Swirling delicate smoke
Into the grips of the stars

Having intimate conversations
With the lonesome moon
Thousands of miles away
Not the moon but ourselves
We were fighting for memory
We were fighting to be found

Distracted by the night sky
Foggy eyed and distant
Alone and cold blooded
Hidden in the tall grass
We were just mindless beings
Slowly slithering to oblivion
 Apr 2013 S D S
Devon
575 Nature
 Apr 2013 S D S
Devon
The rain pangs loudly
against my window as I
cry in time with it
 Apr 2013 S D S
R
Should've Jumped
 Apr 2013 S D S
R
I was at their wedding
I watched as they
Vowed
To stay together
Forever.
I started crying
I just felt so alone.
They started dancing,
Laughing, loving
And everything seemed dull to me
Nothing seemed good or fine or right.
I just felt grey and alone and
Wrong.
I didn't feel like I belonged and
I knew I didn't.

I should've jumped off that pier.
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