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 Jun 2017 Stacy Mills
James Floss
Oh, polluted-full with noxious skies
Of coal-born ashen rain
For awful earthly travesties
Undone the truth is plain

America, America!
Trump sheds his waste on thee
And rapes thy good
Your motherhood
From sea to oily sea
Eternal Delight

Let us dance on the rhythm of heart
Let us be in ecstasy of eternal love
Let be the part of beauty as a part
Let my kiss you my innocent dove


Love attracts and beauty accelerates
Resonance makes both at balance
Love passion comes up and vibrates
My love this what is love credence


Soul to soul when message goes
Entire body feels love at the height
With real passion grows red rose
This is the bliss of eternal delight


Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2017 Golden Glow
She is the milky
way painted against
eternities indigo night
with illustrated dreams
covering her skin
and her tattooed heart
is a treasure map
that leads to
the universal song
of love
Don't be scared, Love;
show me your scars.
Give me a piece of your soul,
and maybe a glimpse of your mind.

I could show you beauty,
without a field of flowers.
And an amazing high,
without the foul aftertaste.

Just let me in,
let me feel your pain.
I'll touch your soul,
and make you go insane.
2/19/2017
I am so terribly calculated and impulsive at the same time I am constantly causing my own meltdowns

I'm not sure if patience is a virtue but I am pretty sure good things don't come to those who wait because the early bird gets the worm and there's still movement in slow and steady because you can't win a race if you don't move

My mentality has always been "if you have to think about wanting me then you probably don't deserve me" and I will never wait around for a man to decide whether or not he loves me because he's only wasting both our time



But with you...
Well everything slows down
And the things that I never stop thinking about escape my mind when I sit next to you
And I hate waiting more than anything else in this world
But looking at you and wondering what my hand would feel like in yours and what it would be like to wake up next to you
For the first time in my life
I feel like I found something worth waiting for
I should have known that everyone was right,
But I wanted so desperately to believe,
That maybe you could actually care,
Its only myself I had to deceive.

I was blinded with hope and happiness,
My dreams were starting to come true,
But I wasnt worth any sacrifice,
Guess I didn't mean that much to you.

My heart feels lost, but still intact,
While hurting you don't feel,
This emptiness inside of me,
Just doesnt seem to be real.

I shouldve known from the beginning,
You would end up making me cry,
I just wish you would have told me:
That our last kiss was our final kiss goodbye.
This heart of stone hides
a dream of a god whose voice
once was lost against

the terrific wind.
It became mutilated
then swallowed by the

cacophony of
silence. So, answerless he
slumbers now, yet still

ajar for long to
speak with a mortal one who
would dare to call thy true name.
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