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 Jul 2017 Jenn Linh
Hadrian Veska
In secret they met
To profess their love
The hero and the demoness

Though they knew it strange
And frowned upon
They couldn't bear being apart

Once the gods learned
Of this forbidden taboo
They tore the two lovers away

In the depths below
They chained the girl
Deathless to suffer alone

They killed the hero
For his grevious sin
And banished his immortal soul

With no concept of time
The demoness cried out
For her lover that she had lost

Not knowing his death
Had come and since past
Many long ages ago

In time she was forgotten
By both gods and men
And hatred grew in her heart

She promised the herself
A revenge complete
Not matter how long it may take

So breaking her shackles
She rose from the earth
On a march of war to the heavens
doesn't matter how i hold it,
liquor in my hand brings shame to the man

i've sat at hundreds of dinner tables,
watched the women politely drink their water,
nobody stops their husbands from making fools of themselves
and my father takes pride in never having asked to be picked up from a bar
there's so much more i expect in a good man than sobriety

i drink to forget, more often to mourn than celebrate
i am classless, i am not marriage material anymore

it's 1:15 in the morning, and i see brown curly hair
and heartbreak wearing it like a costume
approaching me

6'2" and probably a little younger than me
still, he gets to be the tower
even though i've been here longer

you can't hear wedding bells in a place this loud
i took a (tequila) shot in the dark, and kissed him like i meant it
 Jul 2017 Jenn Linh
Seema
The opened gates of
Heaven, welcomed with showers
But the hell whirlpool
Grabbed me horrifically
Inside an infinite dome

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
We were supposed to be art
Art in the form of beings
To see, to touch, to evolve with
From the waters, to art
Electricity & salt fueling us
It is all falling, slipping
We are to enchant one another
To feed off the energy produced
By the touch of two eyes
Staring at the moon
Drinking the Spanish wine
The words we speak
The lust that drives us during ***
It is all to have been art
They shoot each other,
Some hate one another,
Others are blinded by themselves
Do not disappear, great art
We are here in the gardens
Inside the paintings
All around the city glowing together
The voice of art is real but fading
Some pretend, no substance
No passion, no sensitivity to the energy
But here it is, a truth to be told
We are to be art, daily
In our sleep to create
In our actions to be alive
And in our minds to explore all worlds
Fear is not evil my love, it just tells you what your weakness is,
it makes you stronger, it lets you overcome the obstacles ahead.
You should not fear the shadows they simply mean there is light
somewhere nearby.
Don't fall to people who criticize and are so eager to remind you
your sorrow for they're full of envy and grudge.
You'll always be my little bud
you'll always be my lioness
you'll always be my queen
you'll always be the one who i'm caressing until you
fall asleep in my arms.
For her...
 Jul 2017 Jenn Linh
Ma Cherie
I have a dream of a garden
I have this dream of a place
where everything planted is growing
and inside is where I find grace

an in this garden
is everything
that I've ever wanted to grow,
every lovely seed that I've held
that I take the time now to sew

where I will cook and take care of
the people and things to me dear
where only sweet love
can reside there
and we'll never know any fear
where arms are open and loving
to wipe away sadness and tears,

where this love is only protection
safety amidst all the trial
where contentment
is how we can feel there
and rest our sweet souls for awhile

and then at night we'll retire
amidst the garden we've planted
and make and grow love everlasting
thankful our wish was just granted.

Ma Cherie © 2017
Idk lol I have a garden... yes, but this garden!?! I can dream....❤❤❤ love you x - Ma
 Jul 2017 Jenn Linh
Pax
disability
 Jul 2017 Jenn Linh
Pax
your disability is never your weakness,
its your greatest motivation
in finding
the strength
within...
just a quick reminders....
a quote
 Jul 2017 Jenn Linh
Àŧùl
I stay in your eyes and dreams,
You don't know it yet...
I have been with you always,
You are still unaware...

Now, what should I do,
How should I live without you?
Where should I abandon this love,
The one I carry in my eyes?

Even I am disappointed like you,
I don't know it yet...
This separation just buries me alive,
None should be so sinful...

What should I do now,
I was never ready for this loneliness...
With these love filled eyes,
Where more should I roam about?

Inamorata, come embrace me now,
For my heart is still broken...
Sweet heart, believe my words,
For you were always set to kittle...

Someone help me hold her,
She is my life force...
My heart wants only her,
Yes, oh yes!

Don't rub my name off your heart,
Be composed, I have you as my aim...
Come closer to me,
To me...

Oh inamorata, invite me closer...
Oh darling, don't be angry...
Oh inamorata, come be intimate...

Oh inamorata, invite me closer...
Even my heart is broken, it's offended...
Oh darling, don't be angry...
Oh inamorata, come be intimate...
Oh darling, don't be angry...
My HP Poem #1636
©Atul Kaushal
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