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s Jun 2015
these memories
each one sharp as a thorn
yet so supple
a new chapter of life has now begun
do I leave my past behind?
closing my eyes
remembering every single one
pricking and prodding
trying to find my happiness
but that is something that I have left *behind
today in 49 words
Looking for an answer
But, I still don't get the question
People liking country
But, I'm still missin' western
On the straight and narrow
But, I'm stuck on the turn
Not sure where I'm goin'
When ever will I  learn?

People always texting
But, me... I'm leaving notes
They are  always flying
And me, I'm stuck on boats
They know all the hot spots
But, me I'm stuck at home
They go out together
I stay home alone

I'm a long necked bottle
In a short necked box
They're all hunting
And I'm the fox
I'm a half beat slow
When the music rocks
I'm a long necked bottle
In a short necked box

Looking to the future
While I'm  looking at the past
I look at the country
They just go by fast
I'm trying to fit in
I can't tell you how I feel
It' like I'm going round
But, I am the fifth wheel

Going out for drinks
I always go to the wrong bar
They want to go out dancing
I want a good cigar
They all like to disco
I like "Whiskey in the Jar"
They all drive big trucks
I drive a rusty car

I'm a long necked bottle
In a short necked box
They're all hunting
And I'm the fox
I'm a half beat slow
When the music rocks
I'm a long necked bottle
In a short necked box
LycanTheThrope May 2015
Every single day I wait,
For nothing; In my mind.
A numb feeling is set in place,
Unremovable, and too deep to find.
I let the shadows swallow me,
So alone is all I know,
My hidden face from the world,
Too selfless to let it show.
But through the muted darkness,
I see him fall and fold,
Just beyond my touch,
Beyond me to be so bold.
Instead I let him go,
Hoping I did what was right.
He was my fulfilling purpose,
My  only living life.
I skipped a page in a missing book,
and filled myself with a lie,
I told them that I didn’t care,
I turned away and never said goodbye.
Every single day I wait,
For nothing; In my mind.
Everyday I look at myself and ask;
What have I left behind?

*Everything.
An old poem from January 16th, 2014.
For an old friend, Ahkira

© Copywrited
harmony crescent May 2015
Don't worry
about those who
talk about you
behind your back


they're behind you
for a
reason
Carson Hurley May 2015
There are empty spaces
everywhere I look,
they are filled with the
shadows of my regret.
the torturing eyes of my
profound past
haunt me like
a lost love left behind.
I plea to simper times
to grant me the honesty
and path that I deserve.
I have too many questions
and no answers
so I walk around with a
heavy head and a
weighty heart.
Its a beast of a burden
but not enough for anyone
to write a song about
so I stand here
and look into the
empty spaces around me
and know that the shadow closing in
will soon consume me.
Leigh May 2015
A droplet in a cave echoes the
impact that I've made;
A life of dribbled
lime it takes
to lay this
path of
mine.

.

As
dark
throbbing
waves wash
out the resonance
I crave - That steady, stoic
drop too forms the biding end atop.
.
Time drips slowly by.

Also, this rhyming business is getting fun!
.
Suzy Hazelwood Apr 2015
Even on dull days
when I fail to find reason to smile
laughter
falls through a window
and makes me wonder
why I abandoned it for hell

If laughter has gone ahead
and left you way behind
go and search
for a little more
here......
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=to7uIG8KYhg
I know this is a little unusual for me, but these twins just made me roar laughing.  I often find videos on You Tube that make my day - so just wanted to spread some of their joy! :oD
Hunter K Apr 2015
I'm a little unicorn,
Short and cute.
Here in my magic horn,
And here is my hoof.

I like to drink my chocolate milk,
And chew on silk.
I **** evil wizards,
And chase the lizards.
Because I'm magic,
Isn't my story tragic?

I was left behind from the ark,
And almost killed by a shark,
(My evil nemesis)
Until I met the pegasus,
And flew back to modern day life,
Only to see my cousins killed with knives,
Oh what a world it is!
How long was I gone?
Can I forgive?
...
No.
**"**** EVERYONE WILL MY MAGIC HORN OF JUSTICE!"
I got bored.
Frozen footsteps, trapped in time
A single soul, lost can't find
The brightest light, the sun's sweet glow
A song above, mourns here below

A thoughtless step, a friend now lost
The prize I seek, despite the cost
A fighting life, death's icy grip
Continue on, until I slip

A hateful glare, or loves sweet hold
A song of poor, man's greed of gold
The forest high, the village sprawl
An old man's back, new baby's crawl

Frozen footsteps, trapped in time
The path I took, those left behind
This journey long, can't see the end
And was this real, *or just pretend?
Try imagining the journey as you read the poem. It's fun, trust me.
For them,
She was their happiness
She was the sunshine
Smiling through and through
Happily skipping each day
Laughing with glee
Her wide grins
Always intact

But on the other side of that grin
Is a lost little child
Who can't even see the sun
Even its rays she cannot reach
Her skin so frail
Her bones so weak
She can't walk towards the door
The door of happiness


She felt so **ALONE
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