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Kevin Rich Sep 2015
all I see
wishy washy
loyalties
deplorable
spoiled needs
you're good
if you can
do something
for me
need the air
that your breathe
but not before
I make you
believe in
you, there's
a beauty I see
foster creativity
within the
confines of
processes I
define
be alive
within the
parameters
structured
along the
lines
of my own
personal
experience
and life
Melisha Landreth Oct 2015
I don't want to go to sleep
for I am afraid that you will be there
You will be right beside me
and everything will be like it was
That isn't even the nightmare
No the nightmare begins when I open my eyes

You are no longer there
and that is when the true pain begins
I can't go back to sleep
so Night again becomes the Enemy
My old familiar Friend
The late night sounds and music
that fills my room is starting to feel like home

*Who needs sleep anyway?
I don't get. It has been over a year and I am still not over you. What a spell you had on my heart and neither of us were even aware of the power that you held in your hands.
Phil B Oct 2015
The webs we spin,
the bonds we make,
the roads we take,
on the winds of fate.

the people we love,
and those forsaken,
friends made today,
as enemies awaken.

what lives we touched,
and hearts we broke,
words well said,
whilst some, not spoke.

they tell a tale,
both new and old,
they tell a story,
an epic. Untold.
for all who journey.
Kale Sep 2015
Once again
I am all alone,
Living a life of
Solitude.
Your smile
That once greeted me,
Is a fleeting existence,
In what seems to be my
Expanding unconscious.
Why?
Why did I let
You escape my wavering hands?

I allowed myself to confess
To you,
The only one I loved,
But it seemed the feelings
You had for me were
Nonchalant.

Someone, any wake me up.
Wake me from this dream
Where you don't talk to me,
Where you ignore me.
Wake me from the dream
Where I told you I love you
And those words became my enemy.

Please someone send me back
Let me take those words
Back
So we can become what
We were before,
Because I am becoming lonely
And the Guilt
Is rotting my soul to the
Dark Core.
Raphael Cheong Sep 2015
I am tired of writing love songs about you

Because they do not work
Because I cannot bring myself to summarise the hurt
When it's greater than just words

I traced your lips with my fingertips
As you held my neck and drowned me

I tried to keep the bubbles in my hands
For the day you'd come drown me again
Funny how a heart so small
Could wreck such treacherous trouble

Will you hold me closer?

When you say 'sing me a song'
And I think it's because you love it

But you were right all along
You were in love with my need
A need for something more than greed
And I could not play along

So the songs sounded the same
Because all we had was a blank page
Blander than a desert tongue
Will you hold me closer?

And still I begged
Because it is all I know to do
I crashed walls through
Just to get to you
A fool a fool a fool
I played for you

I turned tipsy as the world went spinning round and round in psychedelic swabs
Liquor after liquor
Anesthesia
Only brings out pain
I gave in
Because it is all I know to do
In a dark place full of wastrels waiting for love

Will you hold me closer?

I came here
Ready to regret
A little revelry to rock the bland away

Yet how far could I run with your clutches round my neck?

I tore up the pieces of paper
That I wasted all on you
Happier times
Haughtier lies
I tore up all the words I gave to you

No more poetry for the first time your lips touched mine
Or how you playfully pushed me by the seaside
The days before you showed your wicked side

No more circles with endless lines
Here I'm staring at the blank page right before my eyes
Ready to rewrite

What was life like
Before you?

Your eyes meet mine amd smile

One last time
Will you hold me closer?
ZT Aug 2015
Not everyone
can be a star
That shines bright
even from a far

But even a star
needs darkness
For its light
to shine brightest
We need to appreciate the things and the people that supports us. Thank them now.Just like the star and the darkness even your enemies and those people who have hurt you can make you a better person. A person you are now. The person you are now.
Ignatius Hosiana Jul 2015
**** the puzzle pieces not fitting together
**** all the cacophony in my head
**** my unreliable mood like weather
**** this requiem, all my hopes are dead

**** all the expectations I had in life
**** everyone who thinks they understand
**** the back-stabbers more than the knife
**** tomorrow with each and it's every strand

**** those hoping  to change this earth
**** such crazy minds and thoughts
For all the pain this universe is worth
Tantamounts to forgetting wine and seeping tots

**** kids in ghettos watching movies about comets
**** poets trying to be shakespeare by writing Sonnets
Eleanor Rigby Jul 2015
You and me and them and you
Alone
In grieving,
In dying,
In laughing, too.

Us and us and them and her,
One spirit
As old as time.
One body
The Gaia's
Green, blue and at last multicoloured.

You, and me and you and me and me and you and you and me,
With twin visions,
Extraordinary reunion
Finally, eye in eye.

You and us, you
Enemies to us
But we not to you,
We love you.


-- Eleanor
******
Nicole Dawn Jun 2015
Keep your friends close
But your enemies closer

It's a good rule
But here's a better one:

If you want to survive
Keep 'em all at least
An arms' length away

Because if you let them in
When they leave
And they will leave

It just might **** you
I know from experience
I make a lot of enemies without intending,
They outnumber me greatly with their size
but they cannot withstand the wrath of fury;
I come ****** but unbowed to these wimps

Hence, they unleash a band of Anthropophagus
Well, I have the ***** to slain these monsters
The sight of them is infuriating, less frightening
I gave them something to mourn - I have to

Again, I walked away from the battle unbowed
Because I have what it takes to **** a mockingbird
But, it didn't make me feel better or worse
I have to put up with them and their excesses

Now, you will understand why I never turn to see
who stab me in the back - it's not worth turning
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