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xmxrgxncy Oct 2016
Reasons for having life;
keeping it, giving it, sustaining it;
glitter speckles around the shell
of a protective covering that breaks only
when tears splatter around the vortex
that is the human heart.

And building it up?
Naught is easier than the
gradual accumulation of
galactic residue that can
keep, give, sustain
the heart;
and the eyes?
and the ears?
and what of the soul?

Protection is not found in years
or the ticking of an idle clock
who's days in the attic number
far higher than the minutes
of eternity counted by Zeus;

No, it is a given, taken element
which lives fast upon the air
that wheezes through stars,
squeezes past arguments,
and opens eyes.

Forever.
Yay for word *****!! XD
One deep breath away
from the start of another day,

Begin,

moving on with a spring in my step
pat the pet cat
feed the budgerigar
turn the key in the car,

so much for the spring in my step!

got go get from here to there
pollution in the air,
but I'm seated in a Peugeot
and that's the way to go.

I'm feeling slinky
it must be the dress which
I admit
rather suits me
rather *****,

on the count of three I am
no longer me.
Heidi Kneip Jul 2016
Staring at the moon
as it is peering through
a cloudy night sky
Clouds slowly passing by
drenched in a soft halo
of the moons love
For a moment
seeming to touch
yet miles apart
Them starry spectators
enjoying a blissful encounter
 of perfect synchronicity
For a moment
You were the Moon
and I was miles away.
Nabs May 2016
Careless nights, high on caffeine
head filled with cotton and yet
waterfall streams true
the truth is on the horizon, it whispers
yet like the apple dangling on a tree
so close but out of reach
a boat made of pillows
tooth and nails shape this body
Entropy is not decay.
It's the platform of the
present day.
For all that disorder,
is what lead us here.
It's what we name
change when it's
change we fear.
Irene May 2016
I don't want to take for granted the people God has placed in my life. I don't want to regret not having said how much I appreciate the people I care about. Because we'll never know when we'll run out of time. I want to cry incantations of love notes and happy tears because of how much I loved and have been loved. Without love in this world, there would be no joy. And I want to love until my heart explodes, and although there will be aches and pains, it is better to have loved than not loved at all.
In memory of my friends who passed away...
neko-nae Mar 2016
she walks
with focused grace,
legs curve softly
under loose fitted sofa
pants and skate shoes--

she talks with hurried
importance, words flying down
stairs until she pauses
momentarily to flip her
hair over her shoulder
(mind you it's just below shoulder length and i can't get over it)
and i love her--

we hold hands most nights
beneath dim stars and
whispering graves, walking silently
i long to kiss
your black lips, painted
but get shy
when you notice--

my skateboard lady,
i will come for you one day--
(03.13.2016)
Dhaye Margaux Feb 2016
Help me decide on matters that always make me cry
Help me understand how things would happen and or why
Explain to me the reasons of staying in a room
Where no love is present and everyday's like a doom

What would I do to be happy, how would I attain my peace?
I feel like locked in a cage, how can I feel at ease?
I cannot do what I like,  I do things that please people
I make others happy but I cannot hear my own heart's call

Can you look at my chains,  here keeping these weak hands?
How can you set me free from this heavy and aching bond?
I made a mistake,  I know,  do I deserved to get this prize?
To die without happiness,  to live seeing what's not nice

Help me to see that there is end, help me to find that open gate
Help me to see that death's beauty is still the best I have to wait
Help me to look at my own face in front of life's unfair mirror
Help me to lay down with a smile on my graveyard forevermore.
Just a passing emotion. Musing on sadness again. Just feeling the life of a hopeless one. Not intended to promote anything negative.

I do pray for happiness and longer life.
Dhaye Margaux Jan 2016
~¤~

Abuse me...
Here is my heart, break it
You can cut it into pieces
Squeeze it if you want
Until I feel no more pain

Here is my body, use it
You can break my bones if you want
Make my skin your canvass
And draw your madness with my blood

Here is my soul, burn it
I was the bad girl in your dream
You hate me so much
That you have to abuse even this weak soul

Here I am...
Abuse me a thousand times
How I love the hell you created
By caging me in your stone walls

I can't escape, I will never
Nobody sees my wounds
No one hears my cries
They all believe that I just lie

~¤~


1/16/2016

Not at the moment.
(Written when I was musing on sadness...)
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