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 Jan 2013 Ugo
Katlyn Orthman
How could he know this new dawn's light
Would change his life forever?
Set sail to sea but pulled off course
By the light of golden treasure

Was he the one causing pain
With his careless dreaming?
Been afraid, always afraid
Of the things he's feeling

He could just be gone
He would just sail on!
He would just sail on

How can I be lost?
If I've got nowhere to go?
Searched the seas of gold
How come it's got so cold?

How can I be lost?
In remembrance I relive
And how can I blame you
When it's me I can't forgive?

These days drift on inside a fog
It's thick and suffocating
This seeking life, outside it's hell
Inside intoxicating

He's run aground like his life
Water much too shallow
Slipping fast, down with the ship
Fading in the shadows

Now a castaway
Blame all gone away!
Blame gone away

How can I be lost
If I've got nowhere to go?
Search for seas of gold
How come it's got so cold?

How can I be lost?
In remembrance I relive
And how can I blame you
When it's me I can't forgive?

Forgive me
Forgive me not
Forgive me
Forgive me not

Forgive me
Forgive me not
Forgive me
Forgive me, why can't I forgive me?!

Set sail to sea but pulled off course
By the light of golden treasure
How could he know this new dawn's light
Would change his life forever?

How can I be lost
If I've got nowhere to go?
Search for seas of gold
How come it's got so cold?

How can I be lost?
In remembrance I relive
So how can I blame you
When it's me I can't forgive?
One of my favorite songs by Metallica , along with Nothing else matters
 Jan 2013 Ugo
R
A Road To Nowhere
 Jan 2013 Ugo
R
There is a road
That I'm walking along.
A winding, curving road.

Where does it lead to, you ask?
Well, I am yet to find out.

And as I journey through this long road, or so called "life",
I am surrounded by a crowd of unknown faces.

Strangers.

And suddenly, I feel alone.
Suddenly, the warm daylight turns into a cold darkness
Suddenly, my feet start moving quicker
And I'm running, running.

But where do I go?

The faces...
They are monsters.

*Just like me.
 Jan 2013 Ugo
Shameela Faisal Zia
SEA SEA SEA
ALWAYS SEA
PEOPLE ARE COMING TO ENJOY
AND HEVE THEIR PICNICS
DON'T BE SCARED OF THE FISHES
SATURDAY AND SUNDAY PERFECT DAY FOR A PICNIC AT THE SEA
SEA SEA SEA
ALWAYS SEA
 Jan 2013 Ugo
Shannon Kelly
Ugly
 Jan 2013 Ugo
Shannon Kelly
A girl so ugly
how could a guy ever
love me

A girl so ugly
she doesn't even
love herself
 Jan 2013 Ugo
Tayla
glistening ring
 Jan 2013 Ugo
Tayla
your name echoes,
fills my head,
each waking thought,
screams the sounds of your name.
 Jan 2013 Ugo
Danni StClaire
When I found out about you, it was scary it’s true.
You were kept you hidden, out of my view.
I persisted, and insisted that soon we would meet,
And yet there was nothing, but frustration in me.
So here we are left standing, at a crossroad of life,
Where a man has a friend, but also a wife
Life has many roads, of which we partake
So please understand it is only friendship, from this I will take.  
Bitter is nothing, once our threshold you breach,
Only the best of intentions are the ones that I keep.
When your intrigue begets you and curiosity is found,
I hope that we can meet on some common ground.
 Jan 2013 Ugo
Thomas Owen
In clouds
 Jan 2013 Ugo
Thomas Owen
Aloof are the clouds
so cold they can be
daydreaming up at them
they run right by me

seems not long ago
when I still touched the sky
the zepherous monuments
let me in by and by

and a whole week it’s been
since I felt their embrace
stumbling and tumbling
the caress of wind on my face

so good it felt
a release from average todays
better than my vices
and adventurous ways

but now I just lay here
waiting for a time
when you lay here instead
daydreaming you’ll see a silhouette. Mine
 Jan 2013 Ugo
QuiverCoeur
Early
 Jan 2013 Ugo
QuiverCoeur
Silent thunderous flash and blink
awake into another vision
melting lucid in realization
of a world of simple repeating gestures
all the former things unending held
soft, unfocussed what could be
forever in this gentle bed
until alarmed my heavy head
strikes the work day morning square
to live a truth I am aware
fails to compare to the dream.
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