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Chase The Moment Jan 2015
Moon Light
Dances
On pale skin

Rushing river
Doth
Quiver

Fallen Snow
Flurries
Bellow

Silent stars
Wonder
Wishes

Lonely lovers
Blow
Kisses

Imminent light
Bids
Good Night

Gratifying Gray
Welcomes
New day


Copyright©2015 Kelly Chase
All Rights Reserved
Poet-Whisperer Jan 2015
Emotions run through my head
And I find myself wishing I was dead
All because we were moving away
Different places in different ways
Sorrow and despair, they shine right through
Making way for something completely new
and so here’s to goodbye
The saddest long lullaby
Forgotten by most
For it is the hardest to say
And we knew this would never last anyway

So now in my head, so deep and so loud
The ringing of bells and the screaming of crowds
Its just one word yet brings out alot
Goodbye, au revoir, its time.
Ciao
- Jan 2015
Death, come now on burdened wings
Life, flies away like the one of a light
Now, we can sleep the night
Just as ours could never bring

Love, shines to that of free
Pain, could never see that of being happy
So, to dance on our shoes
And our hearts are bruised
Parnini Jan 2015
Put your head on my lap
Let me sing you a lullaby.
You've been awake through some nights
But there was a girl who went through few more
And in those moment you let your tears drop
She wrote herself a song.

I know you're broken,
I know you're sad,
But it will be over before you know;
Life's not about the crests, there will be troughs
Like a musical note.

It's dark now,
There's no one with you,
But at the end of the day we're all alone;
Be your own best friend, why do you pretend?
That we don't die alone.

Those teardrops on cheeks,
Glisten like pearl beads,
But the thing you're crying for doesn't deserve it;
You're worth more, than you know
So you might as well listen to me tell you how.

We've fallen, but we'll get back up,
Our failures don't define us.
We're broken, but we will heal
Else carry scars on our back with pride.
They can hit us once, not more than twice
We are not weak, just polite.
We'll fight for what's ours, not smile when we're dark inside,
We have hung enough of us for sacrifice.
And those double faced friends, relationships with dead ends,
Say them goodbye and make it end.

Just keep smiling, Sweetheart
You're better than your past,
There's more to life than war.
So don't give up!
If not today, tomorrow is ours,
If not better we're less worse.


2am,
I've got to go,
I'll visit you again, when you're alone
If not sweet dreams, may a sweet life wake you up
Sleep well, my love.
There are a lot of diseases and there are a lot of medicines being made for them. But there is one disease that has no cure made for it yet and is affects people widely - Broken heart. I have met many people in my life who are either sad, broken or depressed. The reasons are varied but they share one thing - pain, helplessness, loneliness. This one's for all of those broken people out there - Stay strong, someone loves you and if not, I do *hugs*
WickedHope Jan 2015
"The dead just seem to sleep so soundly..." she said.
No.
It's all wrong.
****.
I'm gone.
Bluebird Dec 2014
i'll give you my  bones,
and help you make the house.

i'll give you my mind,
so you can decorate it as a room and sleep.

i'll give you my skin
to make cradle for the children inside you.

i'll give you my hair,
to make blankets to keep yourself warm.

i'll give you my bodyparts,
to make the furniture in your new house.

i'll give you my lips,
to lull your nightmares to sleep.

i'll give you my eyes,
so you can make the clouds in your house,
that will cry when ever you are sad.
Francie Lynch Dec 2014
When my day's drama
Is over,
I pull down blinds
As my closing curtain.
House lights flood
The frozen sky;
The moon spotlights
Nocturnals.
An analogue of sound begins
Its cacophonous chorus.
My ears *****
Cat-like
To the clicking metal stove;
Household motors
Hum in harmony.
My blankets shiver
Against the outside swirls.
The stairs, relieved of the day's weight,
Give rise,
And I imagine my ancient mother
Stepping lightly,
But not enough.
Hallway floorboards
Give her away;
Mouse-like hinges
Swing to a sliver of light
That lands on my lids,
The projection screen
Of memory
With the soundtrack,
*Lullaby of Night Sounds.
Nikki Ireland Dec 2014
Once I had a wee brown hen,
it had a wee brown tail.
I sent it for a penny of sweeties it never back again.
Now it's dead and in it's grave,
many a many a day.
God bless my wee hen.
It never came back again.
I didn't write this but rather my Mum sang it to me when I was young. I don't know where it came from or if anyone has ever heard it before but I will always remember it. It's so sad!
- Dec 2014
Dusk smiles at the pain of others
And dawn cries at my torn shoulders
Silver winged ribbons ties my arms
And red is the color of me

Why is it at the end?
Why couldn't I see the truth back then?
The world is full of lies
I could just simply die

The pain of our suffering
Means no more to the hate
Scarlet lines the song of this
And forever bring happy bliss
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