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Akhil Bhadwal Jun 2015
In search of peace,
A track down beneath
The stairs lay quite,
In the darkest hour of night

A plight of need
Cured by water feed
Looking through the walls
A silent silhouette trolls

Half asleep, the terror creeps
Far beyond the conventional beliefs
Within the nerves, of a meek
Now half awoke, but still half asleep


|AB|
Is it really what it seems...........?? Follows a a b b rhyme scheme.
WJ Niemand Apr 2015
There are those who
despise tight spaces
who hate confinement
at least in their own basement

There's some truth
I concur
I need room
not some gloomy tomb

still there are some
who are confined
by the dust below
and the clouds above

they desire
the width of the equator
and claim
the height to the stars

but in the end
with all man as a subject
with majestic skyscrapers
and treasuries filled to the brim

their death creates borders
implodes skyscrapers
and loots the coffers

alas, as they started
in incubators
they remain claustrophobic
in coffins

the world is not enough
because we are not enough
Daniel Wilson Nov 2014
Stapled conscious to the floor again
and wrestled with warped wood panels
on paint stained cement.
Briefly for a moment, a paused paradise
emerged just beside the swinging rope light -
cobwebs.
In the basement their thin beams are darkened -
ageless art and ancient evolution converging in ****** of creation.
Sit still my friend and watch the leg ballet.
Unknown Jul 2014
I love this
I get to lay here
In this smoky basement
And be next to your body
Incents burning in the darkness
And the pull out bed is darned with
Peacock blankets and worn green pillows
And your ******* are perk in the light of a cigarette

These rock walls and pillars aren't enough
To trap the both of us
Because within this room, we are invisible
And around you
I am invincible

We stare through the black at each other
Eyes in protest of the caliginous space around us
And we see the warmth of acceptance in the air

I can run these fingers along the smooth landscape of your skin
And my tongue can skim slowly over you with a longing
And my lips can caress yours with a delicious spark of heat
Inciting the shudders throughout your body to take you

These shadows around us can't understand
Because in their two dimensional forms
They will never caress your curves
Or grasp the emotions needed to care about you
So the darkness doesn't bother me

I just need the quick paced breaths from you
The fingers digging into my skin
The lips and the tongues
The dips and the rises
And the realization that this is more
Than *** at my house

Pull your hair away from your eyes to look at me
See the outline of my face
The silhouette eclipsing the moon light from the window
And the sweat on my brow
Shining little droplets of *"I want"
Mine
Q Jul 2014
Mejuu kahan **?
Mere pas tho nahin, par
Mere pas raho


*s.q.
"I lost you  what's not to get"



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Hailey Elizabeth Jun 2014
There is a demon in my basement
He likes to sit and sing
About the angels that fall
And the tainted souls he brings
Dark Holes Jun 2014
Fuzzy ol' neck beard
Tips his jaunty fedora
Self proclaimed nice guy

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