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Ma Cherie Oct 2016
I do not feign for your affection,
as I sit grateful, where I,
await direction,
beneath the incandescent moon
nor see your face, to touch,
your heart is what I truly swoon,
you filled me up & I am free,
I sent it via a red balloon,
I'm at home
today alone,
where I await the night,
& the coming
of the morning light,
your blinding flash,
it comes & takes my sight
& I submit without a fight,
adrift again, in skies I change,
this time I am, a soaring kite,
I hope you hear my poets plight,
when taking my last winged flight,
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Another vice, yes,
I didn't think twice
Lover it was very nice,
I wrote it on a grain of rice,

Singing Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah

I'm ash & I am  burning
I crash as I am learning
My heart beats on,
I'm wanting yearning,
my souls best friend
I hope I'm earning,

my mind is turning,

Morning comes & that's okay,
doesn't mean you have to stay
or matter what she has to say,
just please my baby, never stray,
a bed of passion I wait, I lay,

I hope you just never go away
for I would surely die,
in this poetic deluge,
drowning her,
you flooding my sky,
don't say goodbye
or make me cry,
there is no life without love,
beneath your shining sun.

Cherie Nolan© 2016
Flooded mind & heart today.
Tehreem Sep 2016
It was beautiful the storm in my head.
The rain, flood all of it the catastrophe.
Austin Bauer Sep 2016
Be our courage
When life is frightening,

Be our strength
When we are weak.

Be our peace
When everything crumbles,

Be our portion
When we are empty.

Be our fortress
When flood waters rise,

Be our song
When our vision dies,

Be starvation
When life is a feast,

Be our way,
Our truth, and our life.
A prayer.  A poem.  A longing for Jesus.
Colm Jul 2016
On this tabletop we sit, soaking bodies weighted down.

Overturning back and forth, arm in arm, alone in town.

Rushing water pouring in and spinning round, pounding down.

Inside of this house and out. Turmoil rises up, and gathers all around.

Listen to the hallways hum, and hear the words escape my mouth.

Like a song you sing aloud, speaking of a hiding place where you belong.

Echoing, my old guitar is crying out.

Asking if within the flood we ever will at last be found?
If our love is a hurricane....
Maggie Sorbie Jun 2016
What a transformation!
The river back within it's banks
Gently meandering
Children swimming
A grey heron spied fishing
Through the budding leaves
Unknown wildflowers on the ground
It was as if the winter floods
Hadn't happened

Maggie   Apr 20 2016
MJ May 2016
Submerged in darkness.
Submerged in pain.
Submerged in loneliness.
Submerged in self-gain.

Submerged in nothing.
Submerged in a flood.
Submerged in everything.
Submerged in blood.

Submerged in water.
Submerged in dust,
Submerged in profanity.
Submerged in lust.

And I ask, as I sit here,
submerged in sin,
"Isn't there something better
To submerge myself in?"
Abdullah Ayyash May 2016
Wandering and taking a hike
Nothing but pain all over the place
A breeze of suffer coming from the west
It was life putting smile on my face
Now it's just tears mixed with dust
When I opened the door of memories
Have mercy on the beating clock
I can't overcome flooded misery
Or keep my heart in a decent pace
© Copyright
Abdullah Ayyash
May 4th, 2016
Holey Apr 2016
Are you the man that shares my blood?
I said with tears creating a flood.
His eyes were scared his stance mean
Filled with hatred never before seen.
I lean in as to give him a hug
But stop midway and we both share a shrug.
Is there a reason your personality changed so much
You walk away at the slightest of touch.
You're not the father you're supposed to be
It's not we anymore it's just me.
I went to find you to say my goodbyes
and clear the air thats filled with lies.
I can't call it a goodbye when it's bad
and left me feeling very sad.
Maybe someday you'll come back
And our feelings will finally unpack.
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