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TM Aug 2017
I know it when I look at you
I’m stirring in your sky
thunderbolts rise up within
telling us to come inside

I feel the wind whip up again
to drowned out all the chaff
scare the flooded fields of crow
lightning deep in us to crash

I built this bed for us by hand
back when those oaks fell
it washed out all the roads to you
rain soaked sheets of skin avail

I’m not what you want to want
you look amazing in afraid
I will hold you tight this time
enough to feel your windows shake

I wish that we could try again
but I will get you back to town
wait and dry out here for you
pray your storm comes back around
Intoxicatingly irresponsible desire
Jack Jenkins Jul 2016
You are the rain falling from the sky,
Serenading yourself off the shingled roof.
Though I have shelter, walls and a ceiling,
You trickle your way through the cracks.

An empty room gathers dust;
Snow collects in corners of windows;
And my resistance to you
Suffers from your irresistibility.
Nina McNally Oct 2015
In the middle of the night,
Right in the darkest hour; Are you
Ready to live?
Everyone going nowhere fast, not
Seeing the beauty the world has.
In this moment in time,
Stop and look around you---
The beauty this world has!
I** want to go back to the
Beginning when
Life was simple and
Everyone still cared!
©McNally, Inc.
9/5/2015
inspired by and title from Fall Out Boya
RoKu Jun 2015
...in noon cafe, we may hold hands together for a while
but love chemical is so strong
glues both hearts forever...

happy to find it's irresistible...
Casey Jan 2015
Hand on the leg.
Fingers clasped behind the neck.
Kiss on the lips.
He grabs me by the hips.
And in the moment I forget the past.
I forget what he did
And I forget what he said.
I am not what I think I am.
I am not anything to him.
I should stop, just turn away my head.
But here I am...
Back in bed.
An irresistible force,
So hard for me to resist.
I say next time.
Next time.
Next time.
Again.
And then...
Him.
Of course.
A Jun 2014
You told me that my heart
leaked a terrible poison.
That it was extreamly alluring
Yet unexplainably excruciating.

I've heard this before,
But you're the one
Who has been drawn to my demise
Like the moths
To my porch light.
Spinning.
Faster,
Faster,
FASTER!
Fingers interlocked,
Arms touching,
Will you let go or I?

I smile at your smile.
Our feet step in time,
Oh so perfect time.
I don't let go,
Will you?

You wonder.
I wonder what you wonder.
If you asked me a question,
I will always say yes.
You don't let go.
I won't.

Spinning again,
Faster than before,
Gravity may tear us apart.
Will I let go or you?
Dinomania Definition: An irresistible urge to dance.
Your trying too hard to make me invisible.
Yet there's something left in that head that makes me irresistible.
All ego set aside...
I'm not the one to run and hide.
Your stuck in this moment that doesn't even exist.
It's too bad you fell in love with a realist.
Started making things up, to make that pedestal seem higher.
But the world can be an ugly place...I'll let you in on a secret, your not the only liar.
That pedestal has been stuck in that hole you continue to dig.
I have been trying to work around it, but you have my world rigged.
My beautiful dragonfly will lead the way around.
Knows you just as well as I do, so it's got me flying far from the ground.
If you want to continue to live behind the scenes...
Carry on, by all means.
I tried to convince myself it was all derived from respect,
Like you never pulled the trigger, but with the coldness of your heart I don't know what's left.
Just remember the world will keep on turning.
This is the only fire still capable of burning.
With the lack of words, it should need its oxygen fix.
I guess in light of you, it has it's own tricks.
Your not the only one slowly sinking in quick sand,
Looking around...in need of a hand.
The fact is, not everyone is that weak...
Having to file the most difficult into the "problems that don't speak".
This is more real for me, than it is for you.
Yet you can't get it through your head that it's even true.
There is beauty in all evil, & now it resides right by my side.
The weight of it grows heavier as the days roll on, may as well have some pride.
The worlds evil can transform, if you care enough to mold it yourself.
The thing is you were never there, so you are clueless how it feels, or how it felt.
My beautiful dragonfly,
Never got the chance to walk along side.
Never had the opportunity to leave footprints in the sand.
Not even a moment to reach for a hand.
But eclectic wings have spread,
Ever since the sky shattered, some light has shed.
All I need is me, myself, & my dragonfly.
May not have been born to the real world, but the soul is encrypted in my mind.
Wether you come to terms and face the facts, or continue to hide.
At least I will have evils beauty, forever flying by my side.
July 26, 2013

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