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i believed in magic
since I was a kid
its enchantment
was a mask for bruises
it pulled rabbits
instead of hair
i always marveled
at the last act when
people disappeared
 Jul 2017 spartan73
Dougie Simps
Can you leave tomorrow?
Please stay the night.
I promise I will
Make things right.
We can wake up one more time
Our hearts intertwined
Before you leave to tomorrow
Just let me try...
Before you leave tomorrow
Before you say goodbye
I know you leave tomorrow
Before you leave

Stay here and lay here right in my arms
Its only a few moments...until you're gone
And I....will keep you warm
Just act like you love me
So I can go on
Please act like you love me
I want to go on..

Give us one more night
Just lying in bed
We can wake up to the sunlight
Kisses to your forehead
Doesn't matter if it's wrong or right
I just gotta make sense of it
Then you'll be gone in the morning
And you'll be over this...
Please just one more night
So I can forget..

Stay here and lay here right in my arms
Its only a few moments...until you're gone
And I....will keep you warm
Just act like you love me
So I can go on
Please act like you love me
I want to go on..

When you go...
Please sneak out as I sleep
Cause I can't take the sight
Of watching you leave
If you go...
I'll know why now
And it was because of me
And when you do go...
Please don't forget...
All of our memories.

Please, stay here and lay here right in my arms
Its only a few moments...until you're gone
And I....will keep you warm
Just act like you love me
So I can go on
Please act like you love me
I want to go on..
Just act like you love me....
I need to go on.
****
 Jul 2017 spartan73
Donna
O beautiful sun
Come give me massive cuddle
Your ever so hot
Soz my sense of humour getting the best of me again :)
Tis a lovely day though x
It sounds ridiculous but only I feel productive when I'm doing nothing.
Sitting back, just relaxing.
Popping blue beans, burning bowls of green.
And just thinking.
Daydreaming about how things could have been.
How things could still be.
But how things will probably be.
Just close your eyes and let music be your guide.

Entire lives constructed and played out
in grand fashion. A world so detailed
I would rather get lost,
And never come back to this travesty of a society,
so raw and primal.
so human.
My world is so beautiful and yet so depressing
because it's what ours could be, but never will become.
Anything to distract me from this.
The 24 year old burnout grinding through school because there aren't many options left.
So where will I'll be in 5 years?
I wont.
 Jul 2017 spartan73
Second Wind
I never thought I would feel so alone
lying right next you.
I never thought you would complain and moan,
If I tried to kiss you.

I never pictured I'd feel so much pain,
While you are lying RIGHT there.
I never believed I would go insane,
because you wont hold me after I had a nightmare.

Late at night,
When the stars come out,
I get a huge fright,
Because I suddenly begin to doubt.

It is like I don't know you anymore.
You turn your back on me.
It hurts, it is so **** sore,
Becoming more and more unsteady.

If you think the cold night is dark,
just wait till you see inside.
You lie and break my heart.
Making me want to cry and hide.

Then when morning comes,
I put on a fake smile,
I watch you drive after the sun.
I try to maintain my denial.

But every night, oh so late,
the only thing keeping me company
is the demons I create,
and I let them live with me,

because when I'm scared
I don't feel the pain.
As long as the demons are there,
I never have to be alone again.
 Jul 2017 spartan73
CK Baker
they fell from a tolleycroft trawler
(about a mile off the gary dock)
tossed in a bottlenose gulf stream
partially pasted on ruk and crustacean
belly ******* ragged
fender bent rolling
drifting on krill chop
past o' malleys
down juan de fuca
rubbing grain
into the gun barrel sea

twisted benjamins
nipped by the hungry swell
blunt on a wayward log
deep in the gutty storm
slack jaw, skinned
medling
over phosphorescence
and grayling
and cold erratic flow
(oh those seedy finman!)

driftwood gorge
at celebration light
sun carts rise
to the homecoming
(**** that nuisance moon!)
crimson tide
and contraband
strung on the greyhound
intervention essentials
with menacing roots

these crackers lack
all disposition
and tact
an enemy mask
lies deep within
blinded rodmen
on a shoreline retreat
where the franklin bills
are spinning
 Jul 2017 spartan73
Ryan Holden
Every whisper,
Is an explosion,
Every tear
Is a tsunami,
Every touch
Is a pin *****,
All because
You're the abrasive,
Yet benign woman
That I need,
to keep me
On the tips
Of my toes.
 Jul 2017 spartan73
Styles 12
Every liquid drop of you falling
is a song of departure
my scooped out ground won't forget.

I see you spill but you can't reach me. I bleed back into myself the last memory of our dance.

When Spring launched after you soaked me.
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