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Umi May 2018
I will be here through the night,
Until the moon sinks, seeking rest beneath a cool dark shade,
The life which grows from light, is slumbering tight under a wonderful cover, the flowers have closed, awaiting another day,
But I cannot rest, for time has become endless for me, I can't set.
Why is it now that no one will hear my call, reflected in moonlight,
Why is it now that I feel so alive, even though I'm already long dead ?
First days, then months and finally years, pass, fall one by one, only a dim memory remains, what's left is a given; knowledge, of course.
Longing for the meaning of life, the fate was already determined,
Chains which bind me to make me carry on with my mission,
In a distorted dark sound melts into silence, losing it's colour,
Darkness in life and death carried by a curse of greed made me fear the coming day, sunlight, it burns, it hurts, I'll nevr be blessed by it,
The taste of blood on my fangs, sorrowful but also filled with hope, make me remember what it must be like to be a human, to be normal,
Even this scattered instant of a moment possesses unshakable love,
Ablaze, drawn out here in this holy world undear the nightsky,
Unable to advance or return, is there sense to believe in the future?
To face the dark clouds is the golden rule, so I don't give up,
This endless battle always was so meaningless, I forgot how it started,
The meaning of life...even it it remains unknown for me, like you it must exist and is that not very beautiful in its very own way ?
Darling, if I should perish by the morninglight, sing me a lullaby!
A lullaby for a vampire

~ Umi
Amanda Apr 2018
Don’t fall sleep, my little one
Don’t close your eyes
Not for a second
Don’t rest your head
On that soft feather pillow
Don’t count the sheep
As they leap over the wooden gate
One, two three, four

Don’t look to the sky
The sun has long gone to bed
Don’t search for flowers
They have hidden their beauty
To shine for another day
Don’t look for the squirrels
They are curled up, warm in their tree
Dreaming of a world of acorns

Don’t listen carefully
To this lullaby I sing
Fight against the pull of heavy eyes
As you drift into dreams
Where stars will carry you
On a magical flying carpet
Over rainbow mountains
And cotton candy fields

Don’t worry
I will be here
Keeping you safe
And in the morning
When you wake
I will be waiting
To share another day
Of wonderful adventures
Skye Marshmallow Apr 2018
I'll paint my ceiling lilac
Make it twinkle with flashlight stars
I'll build a cardboard spaceship
We can fly to our orange peel mars
You'll call me your astronaut
As I pull you up to the swirling sky
Explore every marshmallow whirl
As I fall for your acorn eyes
Our bodies will be constellations
Limbs and breaths intertwined
Our souls are dot-to-dots connected
Heartbeats rhymth aligned
I painted this dream for us
Used a palette made for you and I
Every brushstroke will be worth it
You're my favourite lullaby
Zen Dog Apr 2018
When daylight is subdued by the hues of the moon,
And changes our views to deep shades of blue,
Sleep soundly and deep... a sweet lullabye sleep,
And attempt to dream of what dreams keep,
May you see without sight while your eyes are drawn tight,
Until the dawns waking light sweeps away the night,
I hope that your soul returns rested and centered,
And may all of your dreams be remembered forever.
Sally A Bayan Apr 2018
<3 <3 <3

She enjoys her morning espresso
while he savors his mug of cappuccino

she shapes his dimpled face
in her newly wakened mind
he imagines her big brown eyes
gazing like a buck...inquiring, yet dreamy

she hums a lover's lullaby, for him,
each morning, before leaving,
he lets his charcoal pencil play
on his ever ready sketch pads
draws her face with pixie haircut

they think of each other day and night
always......at the very same time

yet...not a word is said when their eyes
meet...not an effort done, to break the ice
they'd rather keep things within,
their coffee mugs...witnesses,
to their similar daily practices

what a shame...what a waste!

their elbows, their arms touch in haste
as they hurry....towards the quay,
the ferryboat takes long, they both wait
leaving their untold love go by
along with their unsung lullaby...

it happens daily...without fail
their feelings, bubbling as they sail
but...neither has the guts to bare

how could they let life go on this way?
content with just a secret love affair...
<3 <3 <3


Sally

© Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
April 5, 2018
...a work of fiction...
Amanda Kay Burke Apr 2018
Shh
Shh.
My ears are exhausted.
Do not say those words.
I turn the music up louder.
Screams fly out like weightless birds.

Lungs fill up with air, still and stale,
They will burst with one more breath,
I sit beside you on my bed and sing.
A desperate song that may be my death.

If you utter the phrase I have been hiding from,
Black magic words spun into a lullaby,
We will both have no choice but to accept..
The love we have been trying to deny.
Shh.
This is an old one. I dont even remember who it is about it is so old.
Zeth Mar 2018
Tell me, how can I undream this otherworldly invasion
Of you, defying the stars and gravity within me
Consuming, and corrupting, and kissing my constellation.

It’s in the way your infinite eyes tell me
That I am worth a glimpse of heavenly touch
And how your lips paint the stars in me.

You came in like a comet, riveting! I can't catch
You've driven me with a force I can't deny
And I, have found our pure hands, clutched

And as we rearrange the stars in the sky
My dear, the whole world upon us, is ours
Longing to burst into songs, as of a lullaby.

Cradling the world, in our arms, and I'm yours
And I'd kiss you again, as these tears pour.
Danielle Mar 2018
Sink into the mists weary soul
For such pain does not belong,
To one dark, like midnight coal.
Sing, dear, such a lovely song.
One to call the lost and small
To bring a little light their way.
Hushed lullabies for all.
Sometimes you get phrases stuck in your end and they won't leave until you write them down.
Meg Howell Mar 2018
A sour cherry,
The juice of a berry,
A broken canary,
A lullaby

Snow covered trees,
The nest of honeybees,
A cat with fleas,
A scene

Hands interlocked,
Traditional love mocked,
Insecurities docked,
A dream
imehsahdehahs Mar 2018
happiness is a warm gun

mama

would you put it in my mouth

hands

are shaking , Don't Dare you cry Now

I know that you

Tried

mama

won't you sing for me

My last lullaby

and

Sent Me away

A far From here

to where

I

belong
mama I can't do it alone would you help me to put an end to this misery
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