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Maggie Rowen Feb 2017
And so, she said

"There will be pain tonight,
an unbelievable amount of pain
that not even the stars know as they supernova,
that not even the earth knows
as it's land is torn in two by quakes,
that not even the sky knows
as it is ripped apart by lightening.
It is a pain that is unleashed from the very depths of the soul
and leaves the thinnest traces of its mark
on the exterior of the human body.

"It is a constant torrential downpour,
a constant tsunami of grief;
it is a pain that will be known
by the most fearsome of men.
It is a wrath that lashes its victims,
leaving nothing in its remains."
how many steps must I take
joints grind and bones to break
this is for your sake
regrets follow in my wake
your face and smile fake
poker table I'm the rake
Nicki, Kanye and Drake
like filligry on my cake
like edgewater on a lake
real estaste will always make
dem big booties shake
to make the earth quake
and when will you flake
and make my heart break
It's then I realize you're my only mistake
thoughts to dump Aug 2015
A ghost from the past,
Haunting.
A familiar fear,
Returning.
A braver me*,
Surpassing.
An earthquake struck just few hours ago.
But I know, God works in mysterious ways.
I can't be fragile. I shan't be afraid.
He is my Savior, my strength.
As
            The ground          shifts
                  My fingers throb
  ancient knowledge
                   Flows through
      These
                  Palms
      The banter of
               Geographical boundaries
         Clashing against
                     Foamy tides
     This
                  White noise
        Collects dust
        amongst a light - polluted
    Chemical factory heart
          Pumping          arduously
                  so as to hang on
By a spiderweb thread
                Carefully
             Rushing in & out
     Of
              Distributed consciousness
The
              Asphalt buckling heartbeat
Slows to match the
                 Acidic raindrops
        Devouring
                 My coniferous mind -
      
                 it's silent




               **lifeless ambience
Wrote randomly waiting for my paperwork to be processed at work.
joyce knee Jun 2014
i quake to my bones
to my very core
i shudder and crumble
ashes to ashes
dust to dust

overwhelmed,
consumed
filled to the brim
the very thought of me
Screams you

the slinking corridors hide my addictions,
afflictions,
illusions, distractions,
my convictions
the mirrors reflect nothing
i am weightless, drifting

*ashes to ashes, dust to dust

— The End —