#collaberation
by Arcassin B & claudia
CR: lust is a want , love is a need,
AB: i could take your heart out on a joy ride but i
can't feed the birds and the bees,
CR: There will be bumps along the road but with me
you'll never have to do it alone,
AB: I'll put my life on line , trying to spend time,
but i'll always be here for you at home,
CR: With you it's not what i see , its what i feel,
AB: i don't wanna be what every man is ,i want something real,
AB : when we touch its like its all i could think about,
like all i could about,
all i could think about,
i swear your kisses make a blind man see,
your touch could get me excited , set me free,
please tell me is this lust or love,
because i want this to be real to me,
CR: your smile is a work of art and being in your presence
warms my heart,
AB: your body is a heaven gate to newer things and better things
is what i want for both of us to have a brand new start,
CR: don't shut me out , just let it be,
AB: we'll go through trials and obstacles and then we'll be free,
CR: Love is something that transpires and lust is what you desire,
AB: Don't get the two mixed up , Don't feel so stuck cause at the end of the day
lust will expire,
AB : when we touch its like its all i could think about,
like all i could about,
all i could think about,
i swear your kisses make a blind man see,
your touch could get me excited , set me free,
please tell me is this lust or love,
because i want this to be real to me.
Jan 10, 2017
Jan 10, 2017 at 11:23 AM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
Painful to look at and even haunting like the edge the
Of the world like dying over and over again to
Limit the sick obsession of spending money on
The outrageous supply of coffins,
Caught you coughing,
Is that a sign, no you'll be fine,
Darkness falls and even in the wrong places forgetting
Friendly faces on behalf of betrayal mixed with past events and
A pinch mere resentment to everyone that treated you as such
Meaning the love you had for some would be done,
I could see,
I could see you in a closet,
Crying to yourself like why did I live to dread,
There's no secret,
There's no secret to your worth, unleashing all
Of your hatred to try to boost up my head,
Why do you do,
Why do you do what you do to get what you want
And that's to take your problems out on me,
I wish,
I wish that you would quit the ignorance and beat
The hell of yourself that you afflicted apon me.
Sep 17, 2016
Sep 17, 2016 at 11:36 AM UTC
By ( Arcassin B) & Patty m
overslept, unkept
been living in a tent
(I'm obsessed with having
to be relentless)
didn't see the gun
till he pulled the trigger,
how do you figure
enough of your brainless schemes
when all I want is
the American dream
smash it
take a mansion and trash it
antiques, what the hell
old **** starts to smell
(Mmmm so potent while
I'm open,
Are you chosen for thrones
And all these other subjects are
Waiting for the arrival to be
Spoken,
Live by the gun and die by it too,
Danced around the house for
some clarity
It had me feeling blue,)
mf nothin's left or right
keep on bangin' night after night
bashed in heads
keep bleeding till you're dead
the brain game done drove u berserk
but u keep climbing out
when they throw in the dirt.
Sep 2, 2016
Sep 2, 2016 at 2:03 PM UTC
By Arcassin B & Marryn B
MB: The sanity is unspeakable Out of all the things I've been through,
Life is not perfect But it keeps me from loving you,
The imperfections of this world Have made it difficult to see
The degree to which It has harmed you and me So I wait,
For the day when you'll return I will remain a speechless spawn,
These days I will learn That all the feelings are gone,
So even if you returned We would not last long The love that once
Was burned no longer exists, you may insist,
That it was I who caused this but it was you wrapped in your
Selfish ways, that pushed me away,
AB: The sanity is unspeakable Out of all the things I've been through,
I use to cherish the sight of you in surreal virtue,
But what is real , when it's virtual , that means that I can't have you,
The way that I intended to ,
The past could bring back memories of the things you had no
Control over ,
We pushed , and fussed and fight until you said that it was over,
On was a life sentence for the longest think what could have done
Differently breaking your heart over and over,
But my heads under wraps and heart is on ice putting us on hold
If we ever come back to one another and the choices that we've made
Can no longer hold us accountable.
Aug 25, 2016
Aug 25, 2016 at 3:12 PM UTC
By Arcassin B & Olivia K
OK: On a cold March day I was stranded.
In a place all lined with darkness. Walls enclosed me real tight, I have a huge desire to fight, They say there are responses, one or sometimes two, fight or flight is what they say, looks like I'm here to stay, a cell phone in my pocket shines just a little light, on the wall to the right in silver pen be wrote, welcome to the wishing well, is this heaven or is this hell,
AB: Trauma speaks in silence letting me know in a state of euphoria, Things are not what it seems by any and all means When your own people ready to Bury ya, looking at the four walls like "how are you doing sir" never felt more than a burden in vain to the rest of the planet of sleepless individuals with no time on their hands just walking around for the next transit.
Aug 12, 2016
Aug 12, 2016 at 8:04 PM UTC
By arcassin b & Patty m
random rules
rebellion pools
cockroaches and pests
crawl through unrest
your leaving the stress
on my head but instead
the air in my chest
would save it at best
making nothing into something
with you flippant retort
anger is the fuel
that drives us apart
While I hide in the dark
From the anxiety
I see a side of me that never changes
but it's time to embark with a
gun in hand
think u the man
through a red haze
confusion blazes
Summon cemeteries
If you can
searching for a new
then your quite brave
fast and furious
the curious get
twisted insane
logic don't mesh
as you cut through flesh
a bomedy
bloods kind of comedy
look at what a pretty picture
all your blood made
quite fresh
swear you can not test
the horrors that await you
**in that ******* frequency**
stuck on stupid
feel powerless
step up or step down
stir the potion all around
where's the black magic
it's tragic life is too real
a spiel spouted by the rich
sick son of *****
one day the people will
eat the rich
and spark the light of a new dawn
when higher being comes in for the taking
silenced with a piece of steel
everyone is on the run
gotta get the job done
and seamlessly transcend
I'm drawn to all this power
aint' steppin down again.
Jan 8, 2016
Jan 8, 2016 at 6:57 PM UTC
By Arcassin B & wolf spirit
WS: little eyes, what do you see
reflections of what we're meant to be
i'm looking at you, you're looking at me
but do you really, truly see?
what lives within the heart of me?
AB: little eyes, tell me is it me,
Directions in what you choose will be
The vision is clear, glancing at my face,
Do you invest all your time in empathy?
should I give you a chance to be free?
WS: little eyes..how large is your world
do you look to me to see your dreams unfurled?
i look at you with tired eyes
open to prospect and sweet surprise
looking into your little eyes
AB: little eyes, wont you tell me your name,
Receptive to your realities of this place
Staring at a bunch of leaves,
What in the can you retrieve and believe,
Watching as the world dies
WS: little eyes, how much do you see?
do you reach within to the soul of me?
can we make bygones into goodbyes
languid, restful in these little eyes?
Jan 3, 2016
Jan 3, 2016 at 2:17 AM UTC
by Arcassin B & Sweet Pea
SP: :::theCry:::
:::theCry:::
My lover...my prince
I feel you dearly through
all that angst. No feigning emotion
or pretense. It is I...who wants
this kiss, to touch each one: of
your lips and all those cancerous
wounds...
I've been
quietly forlorn,
yes , I've talked to somebody
to ease my pain. Our Lullaby
made out of Cymbeline's notes&
daughter's cry....Imogene tears
married, but my heart was yours
Betrothed to someone else, in spite
ring on the finger- to fool
the old King
...look at me,
married wife,
but moreover
most precious
lover to you
I hoped
So, please tell
the voices to
quiet down...our time will
soonly come. Put your
cheek to my heart, look at
bosoms pink fiber...aspic marble's
cradle...marked for death now.
My sweet love,
i am woman made of
emotion...the only alternative plan
is to live in harmony,
not a commotion
I'm letting you go,
please make up your
mind...do it on your own. I'm no
convincer...just listen to the prosthetic
heart. It's beat pure, and true is...
mounted up high...I'm a twig broken in
half; an arrow
already dead...
How can I defend myself...you've
already made up your mind. My only
apology is...we've wasted our time
myopia and friends...their whispers
judged my heart, the head chopped was before
our affair even begun...
you hit and then run
you've said the
magical words...I've longed
to hear from you. I can't compete with
what's preordained...I loved you
my sweet, sweet
Prince...be well now
you are free.
AB: Don't pretend you love me in the time
of pure pain ,
I hold my head in shame,
I could tell that you've be quiet,
And you need somebody to talk to,
lullabys in anger,
being married is a
drag,
voices sing in the night and the stars
remind me of some things I once had,
life would be so much different in every
little strand and particle...
...I had a dad,
So don't pretend like you care when we
both know you have an alternative plan,
I don't want anything to do with your
existence,
now that you could understand,
you didnt try.
Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 1:26 PM UTC
By Arcassin B , wolf , & soul
AB : staring at the lady in the corner wearing make-up,
Selling flowers to earn money
For her son's college fund,
Take three patterns then reverse it,
Bring them back to reality,
The way people maintain jobs nowadays
It isn't fun,
But a..
..it takes a rose to help
Cure the pain of whats to gain and
What you've lost,
To find a way to piece together a suffering flaws,
SS : /////Electric rose
In all your neon splendor
I touch you and remember
No more
I ***** my thumb
Upon your thorn
And in death
I am reborn
I gaze rapt into your night
I am drawn into the light
Rose of Sharon, petals soft Blood red dreams sent aloft
To your power I will yield
'Til I look once more
On heaven's fields,/////
WS : in fields of Elysium await with gentle memories
and flowers of every hue
reaching into forever
from that street corner in modern blight
where a mother's love was the noblest fight
and she would give her all for one
that worthy offspring, her beloved son
tarry ye not, on that dreadful shore
pennies for Charon to ferry Styx
close thy eyes and weep no more
there's nothing that true love may not fix,
SS : /////Electric rose
In all your neon splendor
I touch you and remember
No more
I ***** my thumb
Upon your thorn
And in death
I am reborn
I gaze rapt into your night
I am drawn into the light
Rose of Sharon, petals soft Blood red dreams sent aloft
To your power I will yield
'Til I look once more
On heaven's fields,///////
Sep 25, 2015
Sep 25, 2015 at 7:10 PM UTC
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Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 5:00 PM UTC
By \Arcassin B\ & ~Jesse Poem!~
\Good Vibrations make for better days,\
~that's something that she always says,~
\I'll give you praise if your names Perez\
~bright lights big city you come in waves,~
\If happiness is a warm gun then why do people die?\
~could you do it if you were here looking in my Eyes,~
\I know it well not to ever forget the lies,\
~your a stone cold killer your profression goodbyes,~
\I spent a life savings just to save yours,\
~and you come to clean up, simple as a household chore~
\Sweeping all your problems away you become a bore,\
~who said I had to go just to even the score.~
Jun 28, 2015
Jun 28, 2015 at 5:21 PM UTC
Mark Cleavenger & Christi Michaels
* ~ * ~ *
**Aging with Grace
As Fruit is to It's Tree
Ripe...Now Ready
To be Set Free
Seasons of Harvest
Shall Never Cease
Growing Ever Forward
From Vanity to Peace
Conflicts Between
Instinctively Known
Able to Transcend
Willing to Grow
At what Point will
My Time Here Cease
I Await Transition
From Vanity to Peace
Lessons from Our Youth
Bring Us to Ponder
Culmination of Our Years
Age Reveals Such Wonder
Relevance upon Sunrise
Fulfilled by Sunset
I Yearn to Transcend
From Vanity to Peace
I Strive for Spiritual Contentment
Releasing all Resentment
My Ego Served Well
Now its Time to let Go
Looking Towards Future
My True Self to Show
From Vanity to Peace is What I Seek
From Vanity to Peace it is
There I Shall Peak
From Vanity to Peace,
Of this I Do Ponder
From Vanity to Peace,
My life's True Hunger**
**A Native American Aphorism...
"No Spiritual Wise Man ever Yearned to be Younger"**
Conception: Mark Cleavenger
Verbiage & Editing: Christi Michaels
Copyright © 2014 Mark Cleavenger. Christi Michaels. All Rights Reserved.
Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 1:23 AM UTC
Wondrous and momentous, why does this hurt?
Evanescence of your taste, as sweet as dessert
A delicacy you told me only I understand
I can count the times you said I love you on one hand
Thoughts of you boil my blood down deep
They unfold the lies which succeeded in haunting my sleep
A ghost of my past present and future I'll never forget
The day that fate decided when and where we first met
With just a smile, you savored my attention
Just a mere touch vanquished my world without convention
Apr 9, 2014
Apr 9, 2014 at 8:09 PM UTC