Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
 Nov 2012 wandabitch
Bob Dylan
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
    I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
    Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
    In the jingle-jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand,
Vanished from my hand,
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet,
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.

    Hey, Mr.Tambourine Man, etc.

Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship,
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip,
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
To be wanderin'.
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,
I promise to go under it.

    Hey, Mr.Tambourine Man, etc.

Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun,

It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'.
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're
Seeing' that he's chasing

    Hey, Mr.Tambourine Man, etc.
My monster will be the scarriest monster of them all
He will not be big because
sometimes the scarriest things come in the smallest packages
She will have big blue eyes
eyes you can get lost in
He will have perfect skin
not a blemish in sight
She will have agile delicate limbs
but don't be fooled they can snap you in two
He will tell you stories
some of which are true
She will wisper sweet nothings
the ones you long to hear
Wispers caught on the wind
He can keep you quiet
and you will feel like
She will never
let you go
He will
promise things but
She won't
keep them
They look like you and me
but there are hidden powers within
He may say
something and
She may agree
but only if it serves their purpose
They will leave you to fight
the mist that surrounds you

choking you in your own fears

They will leave you like a leaf falling
from a tree in autumn
He will captureyour heart
become the long lost brother
She will tell you secrets
become the sister you never had
This is why they are so powerful
not with witchcraft
sorcery
or other magical things. All
He has to do is
smile that sparkeling smirk and you will do what he bids
She just has to pout
you'll come running. running to do what she wants
They have the power to
make you hate them
but it only makes you love them more
They have the power to destroy you when
you are unarmed
He with his
charm and witt
She with her
grace and beauty
Never underestimate the power
of a best friend
when you do
you will be torn apart
piece by piece
they will break your heart and leave you

Alone

            Friendless

                             Heartless

                                                Cold

Best Friends Forever
Never Again
this was an assignment for my senior english class. we had to come up with a monster and describe it. i hope you like it.
 Nov 2012 wandabitch
Edward
Beauty
 Nov 2012 wandabitch
Edward
Incomparable beauty, energy abounds, youthful exuberance.
Endless compassion, effortless love, a wild embrace.
Smile so softly, a flirtatious glint of promise, a spontaneous kiss.
Memories of a tear, shattered hopes of happiness.

Eager moments of expectations, wonderment of fear.
Excited anticipation of a forbidden love.
Freedom, bound by unhealthy relationships.
Beauty concealed by vicious rumor and uncaring selfishness.

Lowered eyes, careful smile, passions unmet, desires yet unfilled
Hide the hurts and disappointments, smile with empty eyes.
Words of adoration spring forth freely, I Love you.
Wasted not on a hurting heart, filling emptiness and loneliness.

Guarded heart, glimpses of beauty and thoughtfulness.
Mourning for newness, quest for happiness.
Empty spaces filled with sadness and hope of a new love.
Gaze from a distance at promised love and safety, longing for purity.

Take heart beautiful one, it is there, reach out and fulfill your longing.
Let it not slip from your grasp, decisions of complete surrender unfettered by the past.
Fear of society cast aside by an emotional tide of happiness.
Arms opened wide beckoning for release of captured soul.

Written by
Edward Green
 Nov 2012 wandabitch
That Girl
Laugh at me and I'll laugh with you
One day it will be just us two
You tell me tales and make me smile
I've fell so far in a short while
Your words so soft and pure like snow
I dread the moment that you go
Love me now with all your might
Wrap you arms around me tight
Kiss
            Me
                      *Goodnight
Destroy and enjoy the meanings that are unknown.

I heard a waterfall crashing down suddenly
It was wrapped around a restless picnic of sorrow
Tears were shed for the boy that went missing ahead of the morning dew
The mourning shade often covers the vast array of lies in a lover’s last verse
And it loves to embrace the ends of the message unspoken.
Although salvation bleeds upon the reasons;
The smells moving cannot flow wild enough into the sinking reasons that are unknown
And the insane fragile moments release a certain fury,
That the tides cannot unleash in such a hurry!
The heavy load of mistakes in your overflowing mind
Must carry like the mist that flows through a vacant lot of bad luck.

God bless this atmosphere that I am trapped under
Like a rock stuck in a plain circle.
I chose to forget the waters that once made me so happy.
I got so far away from the numbing sounds that tried their best to **** the sadness,
Just so I could see if I could actually do it on my own. . . and you know how I listen so well.
You took the words right out of my mouth.

In this tight turning hour of chance
Strangers hold these sayings
That are stuck like four minutes for four minutes after eleven seven PM
And this gives me a stumbling southern draw that could collapse suddenly
In the sleeping yet impending doom that is waiting patiently outside of your mind.
I’m watching the shell to see if it fits or breaks when moved near the bear in the room
That would refuse the birds so violently yet greet and guide the ***** burnt sweat-stain
From the other side of the tracks edge inside for a cup of your finest tea.

Their ability to fail doesn’t worry me, so I climb to the top of the fights in the tree limbs.
All the while buzzing and shaking the bay that abused me
and stripped me naked in those tattered streets.

Hit rewind and get back to the obvious yet sudden shock
When women appeared softly
Then ripped the lovely big sunset out of your wanting hands.
I close my eyes and think about evaporating...

First my eyes.
Eyes tight shut, I imagine my evaporating eyes streaming into the sky like cigarette smoke.
                                                                                                                                                       No.
             Eyes are much to dense to rise.
            
Slowly at first then faster,
    the fog rolls out of lids
                      flows down my cheek
                                 like the smoke from dry ice.

My skin gently wafts away in the still, calm breeze

My hair like a candle flame,
                      flickering and swaying in the wind.
                                   Growing larger and smaller and larger again

My muscles sink to ground, spreading in a misty puddle beside me.

I can feel the hollowing of my face,
                 wind scoops caverns out of my cheeks and temples.

Finally only my bones remain.
                             Steaming hot in the cool air.

Along comes a gust of wind.
                       My bones are swept into the air like ash,
                                             my flames extinguished.
Your voice is so shrill,
you squawk like a decrepit crow.
Just... please stop talking.
Next page