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 Dec 2013 T
Shang
absence
 Dec 2013 T
Shang
this day was not like any other.
hot air from her lungs
swirled steam in the death
of November.

I felt trust for the first time.
I trusted her to leave.

I crack a corny joke out of sheer anxiety,
I say: "Well, it is the fall."

She doesn't smile, or speak, of course.

She does the talking with her eyes,
and all I hear is goodbye.
(C) Shang
 Nov 2013 T
Bionic Woman
In the morning he was gone,
A silver streak like morning dawn,
That came creeping up my window,
Like a brilliant thief.

Robbing me of ***** nights,
Tender kisses filled with fright,
Stolen from my willing lips,
Like forgotten prayers.

No return to be expected,  
To my lover’s will I’m fated,
To watch him leave and breath a sigh,
Like a child gone awry.

And if I ask that he returns,
To my bed of pain,
My lover will most surely laugh,
Declaring me so plain.

For this house is now a tomb,
My soul is dying in this room!
A gift bequeathed by forbidden nights -  
A daily price for mating rights.
 Nov 2013 T
frivolous treasures
Let introspection be always open
to the vermilion sunrise
for that is where you
will see mind expansion.
there is a silence,yes,
also beauty in the drinking of it,
but there is so much to listen for.
 Nov 2013 T
Jay
It's been so cold.
But only because I made it that way.
I'm bitter.
And freezing.
And I'm sorry
that I let go of something
that could make me feel
so warm.
I hope I freeze to death
because it's what I deserve.
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