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Autumn Nov 2014
You're one out of seven billion.
That means there's about 6,999,999,999 other people
perfectly capable of taking your place.

You're seven billion out of one in my head.
And for some reason I am completely
incapable of getting a grip on anything else.
Hunter K Nov 2014
Roam the seven seas,
My hair tangled by the mild breeze,
Oh how much I feel at ease!
Who cares if I freeze?
It is not like i have a disease.

Scourer the seven seas,
My best friend at my side,
Even if he lied,
Even if i cried,
Were still in this together till the end,
No going back my dear friend.

Seek the seven seas,
How wondrous is might be!
So close to the end,
Too bad we cant extend,
this journey with you my friend.
I know we been threw a lot,
Always getting caught.
But it is time to depart,
Right where it seemed to start.

Wondering the seven seas,
All alone on an empty ship.
It seems kind of lonely,
With out him, my friend Tony.
But i will never forget,
About all of the threats,
We came across together,
Because i have to admit,
I will remember them forever,
As long as i have my living spirit.
Charlie Oct 2014
First there was just five,
But then it went to seven.
Now there's five again.
Toni Sep 2014
Together
           Forever.
                                         True
                                               Love.
                                                                   Beautiful.
                                                                                             Caring.
                                                                                                                    Us.
No. You are my **seven deadly sins.
Kethan Sep 2014
Sometimes the sins laugh
frolic chuckle and gasp,

whenever wrath sits there
calm and tranquil, unending care.
when Pride takes precious time,
to look up and face humility,
to remove the thin veil,
to observe another person and care.
when slender lust embraces
for another, soothing the soul
creating safe sanctions - free of sale.
when      g r e e d      gives        to       charity,
               providing,
      safe          havens,
when sloth feels the urge
to work, forging iron bars
and even making emotions and life time scars
when gluttony shares his
fries, and full course meal
when envy faces the sins - and says
‘it’s okay that lust is more curvy, I know I’m happy’

This is all a façade of course. envy said it with morose.
gluttony? He had another meal, and another meal right after that.
Mirrors reveal the real corpse. sloth daydreamed the dream.
greed? what else but the space he took?
How can we be something else. lust has lackluster snide, snark and ***
Pride? He has a deeper veil - one that escapes his avail.

Sometimes the sins want to be sinful.
And sometimes wrath wants to be wrathful.
I tried to expose some of the lies and facades people play out during their day to day lives. I did so by contrasting the apparently changed sins to the grammatical structure. Find the clues :)
Faith Sep 2014
Anger
jealousy
two things that take up the most room in my mind
overpowering any other emotion
who else is looking at you?
who else are you talking to?
who else
why do you give that person more attention
when I'm right here trying to keep my cool
it's a fire I cannot control
I'm sorry I am easily angered, easily jealous
because someone somewhere has something that I don't
someone somewhere gets to see you, hold you, touch you
and I don't
who else is receiving your attention when it should be me?
who else are you saying affectionate things to besides me?
it's not something I'm proud of
ugly thoughts that fill my mind
because you are mine
but you're not

and it makes me
angry
jealous
**a fool
Decided to mash these two together c:
Faith Sep 2014
Fire
raging inside
a demon waiting to arise
a succubus lying in the shadows
gasping, begging for release
your name tingling on my tongue
my mouth dry from crying out
it's out of control and I love it
my chest rising and falling
as a symphony of gasps and moans fill the air
my body shining with sweat as you push me
over the edge again and again
at the end of the day
it's my name you're whispering
my throat too sore to say anything
press your palm to my chest
feel my heart beat out of control
for you
Kinda took the idea of the seven deadly sins from my girlfriend, she's already done one so this is my version! I plan on doing them all individually
Skypath Sep 2014
Pride
The sin from which all others arise
Like the ocean from which dinosaurs came
A feeling so delightful it must be sin
The feeling I get
When I tell others
About
You

Envy
How can you be just that beautiful
You're a spider silk spiral of shining eyes and glowing heart
I'm a bitter rebellion with everything to lose
A smile graces your lips while profanity steals mine

Greed
You, you, and you
An auction of hearts and I want them all
A symphony of I love you's and ringing laughs
I want you all to myself but that's
A bit
Much

Gluttony
You ignited in me a fire that ravaged
Every *****, bone and tissue
Spreading from my heart to my stomach to my mind
I want to devour you
To hear you cry
For me
Alone

Sloth
The silence in winter and the drizzling spring rain
Can no better describe
How I long to lie with you
Our bodies melting together like church candles
A prayer of quiet touches and sinful words
But no movement
Just us

Wrath
Who has done this to you
You've been wronged and dear god save me because
My blood is on fire for a stranger
A boiling in my veins struggling to escape
By means of tongue and nail and teeth
The one who's hurt you
Forever stilled

Lust
I crave you
Every nerve in my body is electrified and your touch
Is all I need to release the storm
I need you in the most primal way
A chorus of gasps and groans and high pitched words
Frenzied movements unplanned and unspoken

You are a sin

But I am seven
GEORGE CARLE Sep 2014
And the farm endured
seven fields to forty acres
the days of my father
saw grass and crops rotate
his toiling obsession now spent
gave way to a bigger scale

the old house storeyed
by one and a half
the bedroom where I slept
in the shadow of an older brother

the roof of grey slate
the peak of my world
reached my childhood sky

the overgrown garden
the consequence of labours elsewhere
the sycamore tree
my view of a world outside
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