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Dr Strange Sep 2015
I wrote this poem for her,
But she'll never know cause I let her go
Now I feel kind of slow
Because now I realized I loved her so
I asked the stars for advice
But they just never glow
The moon disappeared amd just wouldn't show
The rivers no longer flow
The birds sing no more
I wrote this poem for her
But of course she'll never know
Dr Strange Sep 2015
I have been fighting with all my might
Shot down like I didn't even fight
**** this world isn't right
Guess I got to blow this ***** up with a stick of dynamite
I never wanted to go out this way
I just wanted to be free can't you see
My kind is still stuck in slavery
All I ever wanted was to live a normal life
Disappearing on the beach one summer night
But no, my ******* had to fight for what was right
So instead of kissing my dream girl
I'm kissing the bugs that crawl in and out my body six feet under
It wasn't even beautiful when my life was finally extinguished
Sigh maybe in the future my kind will see the light of day
But until then my soul rest at the bay
So if you need me you know where I stay
Dr Strange Sep 2015
You may find pondering in the rain,
Walking along the shores of the beach
Staring at where the skies and seas meet
As I cry wondering what can I possibly say
Never once in my life have I felt this pathetic
Tripping on thin air as my feet are suffocated by the muddy sand
I never thought i'd know the sweet sensation of freedom ever again
Then suddenly I felt your warmth thawing out my frozen heart
Your skin glowed radiating a beauty that can not be measured
Your teeth shined so bright they blinded the stars in midnight skies
Your eyes were like precious rare jewels that hypnotized any who came near
You made me wonder was I dead
I have been saved by an angel
And angel was you
Dr Strange Sep 2015
I do not have any epic metaphorical lines
For this poem is not me preaching from my soul
To me these are just lines on a thin sheet of paper
One that floats in the wind like a bird with broken wings drenched in sorrow's blood,
As it just attempts to become something better than itself
Not knowing that it is doomed to be marooned on the ground of this forsaken planet
Constantly being stepped on and kicked around by the wind's rough touch
Constantly catching the tears of others, but stay hiding it's own behind a cloaked mask
What a sad story for a weightless sheet of paper that just wanted to soar
Forced to live a lie everyday
Until finally it begins to decay
can anyone help me title this poem?
Dr Strange Aug 2015
In the dawn of day,
This poem was written
My love was scribbled on a thin sheet of paper
As the stars danced in midnight sky
And the moon just whispers
So far away you are,my love
So far away
My heart is weak
Though you're only down the street
My mind lost in an endless pool of thoughts of you
I just want to hold you in my arms as I listen to your cute laugh
Look into your beautiful eyes as the river flows by
I wish to feel as if this moment is nothing but a dream
A dream in which I never wake from
Your smile, your smile is something beyond this world
It shines brighter than something, well bright
In all honesty it can't be described
Nor can my love for you
But I guess this little poem will have to do
I really love you
Dr Strange Aug 2015
Bang Bang*
I walked in and fell to the ground
Didn't walk out with two to the chest and one to the head
Now I'm dead,
Stuck in limbo not knowing how I died
Wondering why me, why me
Last thing I remember is smiling with my girl in hand
Then suddenly seeing her hand covered in my blood
"It was an accident", they said
Shot me three times and it was an accident
This is bull I swear
Now I'm forced to watch her cry tears of blood every **** day
Thinking to herself why did it have to be this way
I swear this isn't fair
She doesn't deserve to live in such despair
They say that with time even the pain of death goes away
But I swear the pain for her only got worse
So bad that it started to drive her insane
Then one day she finally had enough and extinguished her own life
And while she moved on hoping to see me again
I was stuck here crying to myself
Thinking it shouldn't have ended this way
Dr Strange Aug 2015
From nothing I became something
From something I became nothing
And from nothing I became a fraction of my former self
Struggling to walk, talk,eat,sleep
Struggling to understand where have I been, and where am I now,
As I attempt to locate my other half
Only to fail for so long
For three years in fact, I ran as fast as I could searching for the thing in something
Only to located more of nothing
Now this is my fourth year,
My senior year has finally come
And now more than ever I am determined to locate my missing thing
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