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How dare he even try To come back into her life After he ripped her apart every Single Part Shredded her to bits Every Single Inch Picked at the seams And didn't care for her screams Layed her in hell Broke his own spell So please tell me how Tell me why now? After she's put her self all back together. He left her before Please shut the **** door He doesn't belive in forever She remembers his name She's forgetting his game Her heart is a hopeful romantic Lock it up twice He's got the same vice He's using his regular semantics Shut the door Hit the floor Go far away fast Remember the past He's a game of fire at best. You'll get burned Back in hell He does it so well Save yourself while you still can.
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Jul 8, 2016
Jul 8, 2016 at 12:34 AM UTC
Back Burners Are The Last Resort
I’ve grown weary of those who claim A false tense of enlightenment So bored of vast displays Of neon pigments and entitlement For where the fairies walk And spirit hooded figures talk I cannot find, cannot divine Where soul and ego bear to walk… ( in unison ) So permissive is this culture, That I feel the eyes of vulture Preying on the weak and un-avowed In what kind of world is this allowed (to continue?) But who am I to question, The laws, the rites of these transgressions I am merely just an actor An inconsequential factor But I do I dare deny That in your dogma there’s a lie For all the glitter in the world Cannot turn **** into a pearl
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Oct 12, 2015
Oct 12, 2015 at 7:56 PM UTC
Culture
I am the one who held your hand, As trumpets in our heart play like a band, I sit in the corner, awaiting to be noticed again. I offered the heart, soul, and dreams as a man. I watch you pay it back to others whom is not me, I set alone wondering all I know is nothing to be, I cry thinking of you and scared of your safety, as you run with your loves, not me, being hasty, I wonder if my worth is more than one to be attacked, as I had enemies to make sure our trust has be hacked, I loved , missed, cherished, adored, and respected you always, I am pushed away, ignored, not thought of, a moment in those days, Only I know my heart, and what I want in the future of us, I am just game, a color, someone not taken seriously thus, Close your eyes and remember me , true me, who held you, As I have fallen with broken pieces in my mind and heart in mt view. Love me, Honor me, as I awaited for so long with my extended trust When I know you are somebody that i used lust, but in reality we seen more than just words and empty promises, I promised and upheld my bargain to be your best friend, as I wait for us to mend. I sit here , waiting to see if I don't lose you everyday, in the corner.
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Aug 14, 2015
Aug 14, 2015 at 2:31 AM UTC
In the corner