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Em MacKenzie Oct 7
I’ll bring you the moon
and the stars will come down for you tonight.
I hope that you will show up soon,
but I don’t see one trace of light.
I’m at dead end ruin,
I guess I should’ve made a right.
Bound to pop just like a balloon,
no need to apply strength or might.

So don’t try to stray
it will never be through,
you can’t run away,
she’s not done with you.

Climb out from the dark,
but take a break before you tire.
I thought that I did feel a spark
but realized that I’m on fire.
I’m ash; my body is an urn,
I beg to be spread and to be set free.
So blindingly bright you burn
but there’s no complaints from me.

So don’t try to stray,
it’s something you can’t do,
you can’t run away,
she’s not done with you.
Every night and day,
one thing rings true,
sidelined and kept at bay,
it’s just déjà vu.

You know I have nothing left to lose
but I’d still give all of my nothing over to you.
Out of options but there’s only one thing that I’d choose,
the only thing I know, but still a mystery lacking a clue.

Think of how beautiful life could be
and all of the colours that could come from grey.
Just take a single step towards me
and I’ll carry us both the rest of the way.

I won’t try to stray,
you know I’m stuck like glue,
I’ll never run away,
I’ll follow it through.
There’s nothing else to say,
one divided by two,
and come what may,
it’s all déjà vu.

I’ll keep my distance
but dream of you nightly.
But in this instance
you just shine so brightly.
Brayden Allen Aug 23
The world’s light filters through my eyes
as the pitter-patter of rain draws on my window.
Looking to view the world I know well,
I find a river tracing over the edges
of something I once knew
filling me with Déjà vu.
Nostalgia becomes the only energy
worthy to have flowing through my body.
Thinking of the days I didn’t need
an endless river to free my time
because I was seven or eleven
and the world seemed so free.
Now I’m an eighteen year old me
and I miss the days that would now
feel like a sweet sweet release.
Jon Thenes Aug 8
10:45 p.m.

Music Mage Floats The Room

Accounts Balance Of Patrons

Grooms The Crowd Pattern
Reimers Jul 2
Feelings that were once lost
Knocking again at my door
Indeed a risk I crossed
But missing an opportunity, I abhor

Felt like I was in cloud nine
Not caring about anything
But the moment I blinked appeared a vine
That pulled me away from everything

Darkness everywhere nothing I see
The place reeks of despair and pain
The farther I was pulled the more it desecrates me
It never stopped, my sanity slain
julianna Feb 22
déjà vu
a fleeting feeling
that goes away
but the emotions stay
and for that second,
you’re alone.
you may be be surrounded
by loved ones
by friends
by laughter,
but if you’ve been here before,
what’s the point?
am I even real?
IncholPoem Jan 11
For  big  sky
what can  you
  donate.


Why  a  beautiful  partner
of   forgiveness.



For  a   big  bamboo  tree
what  can   you can spread  out
the  message.


    An  Asian  VILLAGE
SONG'S  REMIXED
DJ  sounds  or
An  artist's  imaginal  wave
creating  a  palace
  with   bamboo  art.
Tekan Jan 2
Being able to race through the maze
that makes up the human mind
Getting deeply entwined
slowly getting ****** in by the itnrest we find
The constant turnover
of topics you bring to our mind.

Helping me lose grip of reality
I start to feed the power of immortality
As the idea of time vanishes from my mind.

Creating some sort of cosmic vibration
that send shivers down my spine

I'm so lucky to call you mine.

You the definition of fine
Meaning, "of very high quality"
As stated in the dictionary of our time.

But, not everything can be defined
Somethings are simply indiscribable,
like the beauty you help people find
In all the cracks of their broken minds.
Helping us understand
The perfectness of imperfections.

You bring the sunshine in the day
and refelt on the moon at night
Forever spreading your light.

An inspiration to humanity
that you bring so naturally
Showing, some kind of meaning to life
Proving, that even a nihilist
can give meaning to life.

Leading by example
You break through the boundaries
of the impossiblities
That we so easily create in our heads.
Slowly giving life to a new generation.

So trust me when I say this
-because it's not just me-
That can forse
The legacy
You were born to be
Written for my lover
A peice inspired by his translation through his music
#nihilist
LylexRose Jul 2018
At the start of it all, with nothing to record, cos my stories were out there being made, these themes of family and faces, being replaced by torture and feeling faceless, with such insignificant lil things remind me of updates of disgrace, born being honest and ended up wasted, refrain..

Tired of chasing these feelings of pain...
Broken legs won't take this strain...
Hills so far from the house of insane...
Street lights are home again...

I gotta thank everyone who pushed me through, my mind was stuck to you, and through you I forgot all this pain, never again, almost lost myself too rope, no hope, too close, lost as a ghost in this home all alone, her anger invoked, her anger in the walls, anger in the floor, but I won't feel no more, gift from God, delivered so raw, the ice did thaw for we now men... and did all for you lord...  

amen...
To those I can rely on...
Blakbuttafly89 May 2018
**** I swear I wish I never met him tall and dark skin I feel in love with him without a single kiss but his heart is what i wanted to win. I have never felt so low and misplaced. the words beautiful means nothing if it’s not coming from him. i keep asking myself if I had made love to u would we still be connected.... I wish I did cause maybe I could stop dreaming about u well at least that’s what I keep telling myself. u asked me if I would tell the person that I fall in love with that I love them truth is my heart was connected to you that very day! it was the longest phone conversation i entertained in a long time 8hrs I mean since high school days..... I knew i wasn’t gonna be able to easily erase ya memory from my mind..... it’s so bad that I had to drop to my knees to begging god to let me forget about you cause it hurts so bad ... I tried to keep dating, I even finally gave myself away smh! made love to some lame to try to erase ya memory and  all I could see was ya face. the ****** won’t stop calling but.... sorry my heart is already taken by a heart less man who probably wouldn’t care if I got hit by a Dart Bus smh! but still every morning I wake up in tears again and again because I can’t stop dreaming that same dream of him.. I asked my therapist the one I started seeing again cause this situation with u has pushed my heart over the edge , I asked her am I crazy or delusional she said no suga u love him,  How??? why??? this can’t be possible! all I know is this has to be the last time I open up to anyone.... It hurts 2 bad to miss someone who thinks so little of you
Desmond the poet May 2018
I'm a DJ, a Disk jockey.
My fingers are like a jockey stick.
I breathe and live House music.
The first descendant of Disco music.

I'm the descendant of Frankie Knuckles.
My tunes ease listener's glooms.
I'm a predator, music beats are my prey.
House music is the only language I understand.
I busk locally and internationally.

I'm a beast, not just any beast.
Beast that play 4/4 repetitive beats.
I play tunes that move with heart beats.
My tunes aren't restricted to race or religion.
Behind the deck, I'm thee "House beast"
Dedicated to my boy Thendo Davhana aka "House beast". One of the upcoming and potential DJ of the future.
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