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Looking out the window, taking in the beauty of dusk,
Please...remind me not, of this ever tedious, cumbersome task
Sapping the energy within me, all bottled in a flask...
Free my soul, untangle my heart from this emotional mask,
Like a fresh coconut fruit, violently parted from its husk.
Free me from these endless questions I have to ask,
Release me from daily bouts of this game of masque.
Weariness now sets in, I hide behind a wine cask...
From the coolness of the stretching dark, I would bask,
Til tomorrow comes and finds me, here again at dusk...

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Sally

Copyright 2014
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan


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It's early in the evening but I'm so tired it feels like the late hours of the night. I have a cup of tea in one hand and a cigarette in the other and I can't even look at the stars because they remind me of your eyes.
 Feb 2014 soul in torment
DSD
Red
 Feb 2014 soul in torment
DSD
Red
Temples throb.
Ears burn red hot.
Myriad thoughts
Collide, coalesce and split.
Coalesce again.
A dark sand storm of doubts
Fear and panic brew
In the charred barrens.
Hands to my face.
Distant melancholy themes.
Overwhelmed.
Violent conceptions
Need release.
Red flows
Through graphite
At Fahrenheit 4-5-1.
Fahrenheit 451- temperature at which paper burns.
write one more
while you listen to this score
of your hero saying things
over a catchy beat

push yourself
see what you get
no regret

write more
as your toes touch the floor
and your fingers peck away
the day
into words
wrangle them like herds
into sentences
abstract
on track

is that
who i think it is
is this a quiz
don't question me
or the authority
i gave myself
that i keep on a shelf
next to my dignity

never done
loading my poetic gun
full of it
this ****
over and over
and over and over
polish brass and give it class
do some squats
earn that ***
and shake it 'til you make it
or fake it

just fake it
 Feb 2014 soul in torment
Sag
I am not afraid of Death,
I welcome him, warmly.
I don't want to search for him,
but I hope he finds me.
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