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Liam C Calhoun Apr 2016
He’d only a shadow to dance with,
And this sundial of sorts
Could only count the loneliness;
Never once,
Could it cup the “empty.”

He’d known that momma was gone,
Daddy, only a sliver of the man ‘fore,
And his first steps were his own;
Never once,
Would the sky render sympathy.

He wanted the sea, to slouch, to sleep,
To wash upon shores, “away,”
But was awarded one sister and in abandon,
Never once,
Would he spot a star the same.
He's my son; he's my only son.
I stand in my way
You stand in yours
Pick up the pressure
By doing what you love anyway
That's not in the story manual for TV dramas
But who cares?
We're doing what we want
I think that's better than senseless fighting for however long
Years and years of wasted time
But I don't plan on wasting any
Some of the ashes are lovely
Because they deserve to be ashes
I don't want to be that ever again
I stand in my way, but I will not be Ash.
I will move myself out
Like the Moving companies
And find a new destination
To harvest my potential
White Owl Apr 2016
My best friend how ignorant of I to believe anything can tear us apart!

We laugh together
We cry together
We fight together
We love together
We hold together
We never let go..... Together
Because
We are better..... Together.

You are a part of me that I could never lose. My other, other half. The sister I never had but always wanted. My cousin. The one who has been there for me no matter what I did. My secret keeper.

The best friend a girl could ever ask for.
If you ever read this. Thanks for inviting me to Florida. I never would have made it where I am today without that. I looked up to you because you where the first person that showed me the right things. We may not have been perfect Angels together. But thank you.
Jack Jenkins Apr 2016
This drowsy heart is robbed of all love,
Stolen away in criminal fashion,
Put on the black market,
For a one night stand.
Pauline Morris Apr 2016
Sitting on the floor because I don't like the fall
I only gave the illusion I was up, but it's here I've been after all
I try to trick myself into thinking I feel grand
It was my confusion, it was my plan
But it didn't work, hell the truth is I can't even stand
The true is I'll always be ******
But I do try to enjoy just a few comforts
Amongest all the hurts
A fresh cup of coffee, the smell of bacon
On the stove top frying and making
A cuddle with my dog, by the way her name is Pig.
I loved the movie "Babe" and "That'll do pig"
I have a twisted mind which is quiet an accomplishment
Considering the world wanted it shattered not bent
But I don't want your hand I'm quite content
On the floor here where I sit
For if I stand to tall
There will inevitably be that nasty fall
And just one more time and I may not be able to come back at all
Cyrus Gold Apr 2016
Mindlessly minding my day
Finding comfort with a glass of Bailey’s
I think her name was Hayley, goodness
Long and beautiful hair, very difficult not to stare
Had me thinking of sinful things while I’m munching on chicken wings

Her smile was illuminating, her style rejuvenating
Gave my friends that extra reason to stick around for a while
We were planning a collision course, gaining an endorsement
Eye contact initiated, very little forcing, and well

I come closer to her, our eyes were meeting
Dropping some bad jokes, thinking "what a terrible greeting'"
But she giggled, liked the attempt; that caught me off guard
Grabbing my arm, took me away and felt a sense of satisfaction

The two of us secluded and I felt the attraction
Her body was a temple you couldn’t help but admire
She had a silky dark skintight dress causing a fire
Walking on those black leather boots - a dame I desired
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Running from harder times, escaping to the abyss
She told me it’s hard to find an honest man who assists
Hoping that things would change and searching for honest assistance
I promise her a better future with a man who listens

With a feeling of inspiration, end up leaving the club
Rewarded for my instigation, Hayley's squeezing a hug
Within minutes we make our way across the popular pubs
Reaching my place also with haste, kicked off the shoes on the rug

Speak the language of the mental, hunger reaches my head
Stroking her hair, gasping for air while laying on my bed
Her body screamed for attention; did I forget to mention
My ability to keep her guessing made her want to kiss me
And wish to mission it to Hawaii? God I loved her body.

Exhausted, our love-making was tremendously physical
Suddenly, one-night stand broken, damage is critical
Liquor leaks on the mental window, pleasure is minimal

The next morning rises, we're falling apart
Hayley regrets while getting dressed, not knowing where to start
She's thanking me and quite thankfully wants to see me again
But under different circumstances, so I fall where I stand

It ain’t a story for the faint of heart but mine was fainting
Broken heart, I wrote the part hoping that she was waiting patiently
But she came and went, the world is evil again
Just like a *** left in the cold, unbearable to withstand

Think I'm grateful? Meaningless love, eerily painful.
Victim of the curse: caring too much.
Victim of the curse: sharing too much.
Ynhia Pollard Apr 2016
Talent, we still have it,
Our generation,
Needs to step up,
Touch and grab it,
We aren't what we make it seem,
We're more than this,
Touch and grab a talent,
You gotta Sound it,
Ready... Set... Do go,
And leave that house,
Go get grounded,
Make it on your own,
Make a living,
Make a world,
For yourself,
You gotta touch and grab your talent,
They have lived,
They have seen,
Now it's our turn,
To touch and grab,
Make it gleam,
Show the pride,
I'm black and I'm proud,
And I'm not gone hide,
That ebonics from the motherland,
Which is cool,
But I can talk like me and talk like you,
From the bottom straight to the top,
Ima touch and grab this talent,
Show you up,
Head start,
That's fine,
But it's my turn to shine,
Blacker the berry the sweeter the juice,
Pac said it,
Mama always had my back,
But now she dead,
Lost but now I'm found in the name,
Speak the tongue of my God,
Spread the word,
Hallelujah,
I made it out,
I'm way to happy to stay on mute,
I'm black and I'm proud,
And I made it out,
I gotta shout,
The world,
I see its end,
Finished,
Soon come,
Straight in this narrow path,
Touch and grab a talent,
Make it out,
Don't stay where you are,
Make it out,
I'm here to tell that it's more to this,
This life is a game,
I have the manual to this,
It's all in the B-I-B-L-E,
Soon banded,
They know the truth and branded it,
Sacrilegious,
And they have their God,
But I have mine too,
To the Man upstairs,
I'm sorry for all I've done,
Please save us too,
Take me home with you,
But to my people,
Stay black and stay proud,
Touch your talent,
Grab your talent,
Let's take over the world !
I'm out ...
Jannell O Mar 2016
What do you do when you have failed? Do you finally take a breath in and exhale?
Or do you stay stuck in time, becoming quite grime?
Frozen as to ponder your mistakes, thinking each mistake with a heavy heartache.
But there is no time to be crying still, take another breath and stop feeling ill.
No change will happen if you stay in your shell, if you don't move you'll just remain in this hell.
So stand up and and be strong, I will not let you go wrong.
It's time to past your mistakes, and get ready for an outbreak.
Remember even if you fall, always try your best to stand tall.
Pauline Morris Mar 2016
Wings where broken it couldn't fly
Nothing to do but stand by
Watching her spirit slowly die
Pauline Morris Mar 2016
I am made of sand
I'll slip right thru your hands
I am not time
But in eternity I might let you stand
I only come out at night
But I always stay out of sight
I'll send you to your dreams for a fright
You need me in your life
Or your brain will turn to mush
Always on it will turn to slush
I bet you know my name
So I'll stop playing this game
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