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You stick to me
Like tangled headphones
And Elmer's Glue
Without the rest of the area knowing a clue
From the reflection of my eyes
To the very bottom of my shoes
You're a good reason why I'm this heartfelt
I'm no hunter who kills Leopards for their pelt
But I hunt the darkest words in my soul
And I find the nearest ashes
To start again
Since you wanted to know a new me
Ronald J Chapman Dec 2014
In my eighty second year of life,
On this wondrous blue planet Earth,
I lie here in my hospital room bed,
Waiting for life to end in dread.
With my minister, family and friends,
Surrounding me with love, on this day of dread.
To see me off on my journey,
To the golden gates above.
As I look around this dreaded room.
I see a familiar face in this scary, sad place!
With an amazing smile,
And a dazzling glow around her face.
This familiar figure and face,
Walks to my bed side space,
She takes my hand,
I get up to stand,
I felt this must be my angel Grace.
Don't worry she softly whispers.
Look to the future, not the past.
We're going on a wondrous journey.
We fly up through the ceiling,
Into a beautiful sunlit blue sky.
Though the clouds, into space, We fly...
On past Mars, Jupiter and Saturn.
We move into the darkness of deep space,
At a faster pace,
Then fly towards a very bright star.
Brighter than anything I've ever seen!
We then pass into this wonderful warm, soothing light.
This must be the doorway to heaven. I exclaim!
Even then, I begin to see glimpses of a.,
Wondrous blue world at the end of this warming light.
We fly toward this wondrous blue and white world.
My angel Grace and I begin to fly down,

Though cloudless blue skies, at a slower pace.

Into a room with many angels dressed in blue and white,
Surrounding a beautiful figure and face lying,
On the bed. With one angel yelling, “Push dear Push!.”
My angel Grace then says, “Your new wondrous adventure of life is about to begin.”
Then my angel Grace releases my hand,
And says, “Always remember to look toward the future and forget
the past.”
My Wondrous Journey never ends...

© 2013 - 2014 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.
The Known Universe by AMNH
http://youtu.be/17jymDn0W6U
Bobbie Bachelor Dec 2014
If I had to lie to save you
Would you let me?

The truth
So long as we love each other
A lie
For anyone who never really cared

I didn't know
That you were in love with someone else
When I was in love with you

I was just jealous for a time
So jealous
That I went numb inside

I let you go
I love you

And
I'm starting to feel better again
I
Am not
Chasing you anymore

Being young
Not knowing what these feelings mean
I could've really messed things up

So glad that I didn't
So sad
That we never really knew each other

If only I could speak when I was around you
Now I can speak
But
I don't feel that spark anymore

Maybe you are dead
Maybe
I can't ever see you again

I'm sorry
I can't write
Too much more
But I will

Please don't cry

left hand over heart...almost crying

I felt something touch my right leg today
A ghost?

If you're listening
That means you're still alive

Reincarnation?
Sounds silly
Maybe it's true
I don't know what happens when we die...

And if it is true
And you forget about me
I won't forget you

Maybe I can help you remember
If I look in your eyes
And call you by
The name
You had

Before you were born

Wow
Didn't work
Must be

Fake

as I'm walking away...I disappear...then you remember

The spirit never changed
Did it?
Heather Elise Dec 2014
When you speak to me
I briefly consider the pleasant
possibility of reincarnation
and imagine having known you
in a previous life,
and knowing
you again
in the next.
Will we be human?
Will we be on earth at all?
How many times has this happened?
Or will we become once again
as particles of the purest,
brightest light?
Unencumbered by the weight
of physical form,
to place your being into a body
seems almost like a crime.
How can I love you?
How can I even
look at you
speak to you
or oh,
my god,
touch you
when none of this makes any sense
and feels so cruel,
unfair?

How?
Harley Hucof Nov 2014
Many lives many pasts
Many girls many romances

Many broken hearts
Many broken dreams
Many broken promises flowing down with the stream

Many fake people
Many fake smiles
Fly with me let's reach the sweet paradise

Do you think you know what life is about?
Please help me understand

Because a long time ago i chose to close my eyes and wait for my death

Life is an illusion though it seems real

All what really matters is our dreams and fantasies


Words Of Harfouchism
Connor C Blake Nov 2014
Let’s stay as long as we can
And not worry about the end
But rather, enjoy the time in the middle
As much as we did the time when we first began

Show me your hand
Slowly unravel your fist
I want to memorize the contours of each fingertip
And the way the river of your skin flows down to your wrist

Oh god don’t let me forget this
Just this
Let me at least just keep this

I know the nature of our lives could never let this last
But nobody told me it’d slip away this fast

But even if this is all the time I get
And the rest just ends in heartache
I swear to whatever’s above; it was well worth it
That you were the one truth I couldn’t break

I think I always knew the color of your eyes
The way the light bends in the corners like the edge of the sky
Even if appearance is just a lie
Something behind the confines of your soft blue stare shook my soul awake inside

It's only time and a name we can't carry through
But this beautiful shape, we'll never lose
Our hearts are already too intricately intertwined
And if even if those bonds bend they'll always be realigned  

So I’ll picture the way your head feels on my chest until it all goes black
With the hope that the moment I see you again it all comes flooding back
Even if my mind can never find the time we stayed up all night studying the way our bodies can burn
I’ll stain my soul with pictures of fire and bones until I find you all over again and learn

So slow down….please
Sit down with me and watch the sunset
It doesn’t matter which one of us it’s for
Let’s just watch it end

And then ripple throughout the pond
Creating waves big and small that stretch on and on
Through different times and spaces across different lives and places
Until all the movement comes back together in the middle
And I can remember every first time I saw your face

Even if we can’t stay right here in this moment
I’m not quite sure that means we have to forget
Let’s carve memories into our hearts and fingertips
So that the next time they meet they’ll know exactly where each finger fits

And even if I can’t stay right here with you in this song
I’m not quite sure that means I have to be gone too long
So come find me when you fall asleep
I promise to leave the lights on in case it’s too dark to see

I’ll shout so loud my voice will echo across the ages
So that when the sound bounces back the octave changes
And even though my words occupy a voice you’ve never heard
I promise you’ll remember the song’s words

But I can’t promise this won’t hurt
And that our hearts will always be able to mend
I can only promise that each time the tide resets
I’ll make my way to shore and find you again

Someway
Someplace
Someday
Spoken word version I recorded: https://soundcloud.com/connor-c-blake/ripple

Time, space, age, distance, race, class, gender, separation, hate . They're all illusions. Round and round we go. No matter the life, you and I are fated to find each other. Again and again. I'll see you again on the other side.

.
Jake Meizell Nov 2014
Some men look for Jesus, but I'm looking for Cain
I'm vibrating out of my skin and I'm not looking for saving I'm looking to be shaken by the earth
I'm done, don't help me I'm going on a walk
Something is broken and my muscles are done limping, I'm gonna tear it out, throw it to your feet and turn my back to your reflection
Masks, excuses, and old scars have shaken off and if I die that's ok, I'd like a go at being a flower
Jake Meizell Oct 2014
Some men look for Jesus, but I'm looking for Cain
I'm vibrating out of my skin and I'm not looking for saving I'm looking to be shaken by the earth
I'm done, don't help me I'm going on a walk
Something is broken and my muscles are done limping, I'm gonna tear it out, throw it to your feet and turn my back to your reflection
Masks, excuses, and old scars have shaken off and if I die that's ok, I'd like a go at being a flower
dull-eyed mortal Oct 2014
She strikes me across my face
blood seeps into my eyes and mouth
i have come to a conclusion

I raise the knife to my chest
and smile
I am happy

death is not a bright light
nothing at the end of a tunnel
it is peace

waking up is violent
my shoulders heave as i
***** blood mixed with water

i stare into her black eyes
fear ebbs through me
i am doomed

it has been seven years
i have not aged
death is a cycle of terror

life is not precious
life is wasted on us
life is nothing

until the world ends
humanity cowers
thinking unto infinity

another few billion years
anothers few generations
too little, too pitiful

going back in time
as i held that blade anew
i know
this will carry on
until negative infinity
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