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She sees the souls
In the flowers and trees
Hears the music
In jingling keys
She can find the light
In your black eyes
Accepts the need
Of ruthless lies
She sees the world
Yin yang
When all seems different
Nothing really changed
She sees beauty in
Everything
And everyone
All is perfection
So why do her
Rose colored eyes
Always cry
Upon her reflection
I no longer cast blame
upon the choices or
the Poppy.
The pretty painted
ladies,friends who lacked
loyalty or the
black robed Judicial figure
who cast the peoples
sentence upon me.

I've took the oath
and willfully chose
to walk with the
truly hardened souls
whose experience somewhat
mirrors my own.

Drink from the vessel
of this truth spoke the
muse.
Pick at the foggy drug
driven heart broken times
and turn them all into
so much more than
just dead flesh sadness.

I believe I earned
the calling from the
Gods themselves.
So much loss
has now began to
show it's reasons.

And to deprive myself
of the joy this
gift brings
would be a greater loss
than all of what
has led me to this.

So much loss
has now began to
show it's reasons.
Throughout These Seasons,
Just One Thing Has Stayed The Same,
The Love You've Given

                 Through These Winter Nights,
             Just One Thing Has Kept Me Warm,
                        Your Beautiful Words

                   Throughout All This Change,
               My Heart's Changed For The Better,
                         That's Because Of You
                      
                                     ­      And At Each Evening,
            I've Thanked The World For One Thing,
                                          *That My Friend; Is You
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 Jan 2014 soul in torment
Kay
i fell in love with you
under the Friday night lights
as you stroked my hair
and made everything alright

you fell in love with me
on a Sunday in the morning
we talked all through the night
about our loves and our worries

we climbed higher that we could alone
to look upon the world below
but then we fell in a quick free fall
the pain on our faces still shows

soon the sweetness turned to poison
the smiles washed away in tears
our hearts were broken open
and we filled them up with fears

but I’m still glad that I loved you
it’s better for us that way
for us, to have loved and lost,
than never loved at all is okay
Robots?
Lifeless and nobody cares enough to make a change
If eyes are windows to your soul,
Then I guess I see broken hearts everyday

I see desperate kids, from broken homes
They are our lepers of ancient Rome
Who long to feel the sensation of love
But are rejected and cast aside, scoffed at and beat down
Passerbys turn away and won't look, show kindness or care
But instead they have nothing, because I guess no one has any love to spare

To the rejected, the down trodden, the beaten, the lonely, the depressed
To those who seek escape in the stabbing of a needle, or the inhaling of poisonous smoke
I'm sorry for the hatred and contempt you're shown.
I promise to never refuse you a smile and to always give you time.
I pray you're given that drink, your thirsting lips seek.
I feel like there are too many people who are hated and mocked because of their appearance, even though no one cares enough to find their story or give them the time of day. It hurts my soul to see this.
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