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 Dec 2016 uzzi obinna
Traveler
The dogs of living
Come biting
In the end


You laid
With your lovers
Now wipe off
That grin

We all grow old
And we all must force

A thankful smile
At the end of our course

All the while knowing
Where you really rather be

Is in the middle of life's ocean
Drowning in time's sea
...
Tim
...
Enjoying being alone
With first snow falling
On my lawn,
Covering Spring
Til distant dawn
With mini mellows.
Beulah, my new magnolia,
Will ring the bell in May,
But resting now,
Beneath the warmth of winter.
 Dec 2016 uzzi obinna
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham


Morbid Souls that don't get by,
The days are short so dry your eyes,
We all got demons and they got demons too, don't just lay
Down and die,
Swinging side by side,
We stick on the ground until we fly,
Trials and tribulations you gotta go through just to be with
The most high,

It's been a while since you seen me...
drowning in sorrow like watching the world burn and all
the birds just fall...
I've lived through it all,
why didn't you save me,
you left on the first, flight back to your home town,
while I was at worst,
You know I have no more worth here....
No calls,no E-mail,how could you forget about me,
reminiscing or future before our memories,
I thought you cared about love,
oh look how selfish of me..
it's been a while.
©ABPoetry2016
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/12/its-been-while.html
Those marble plaques in the cemetery
hold no dead beneath them
yet in the rising mists of winter evenings
when night like loose dark pebbles
fall from the sky
can be heard hooves of trotting horses
from the rows of cold white stones
and on nights favored by moon
is visible cavalry in scarlet serge
with pith helmets and carbine rifles
piercing the terror paused wind
with cries of vengeance
mirthful in washing blood with blood
on the fields of Cawnpore
dissolving into marble white stones
steeped in the peace of moonlight.
Sepoy Mutiny (1857)
On 27 June, 1857 in the town of Cawnpore (now Kanpur), India, sepoy mutineers laid siege to a British army encampment reportedly massacring British women and children.
Two days later, a company of British soldiers captured the town and extracted bloodied revenge.
This work is inspired from the time many years ago when I used to spend the evening hours alone at a cemetery in Calcutta where stand the war memorials of the British soldiers killed in the mutiny.
 Dec 2016 uzzi obinna
SabreLi
One more day
I'd give a life, an age, I'd pay
To see you again
In your prime, so much potential,
Such a shame you ran out of time
Without a real goodbye
Without the answers
I can't move on…
It's too hard
Why?

There's a heart within the stone,
Beneath the layers of rock, a soul
What people saw wasn't you
You just found it hard to break through
I understand
But now I'm left with empty hands
I thought you'd be here to guide me
Now I'm left without you beside me

The only one
Who understood me, stood by me
Through the thick and thin
When patience wore thin, you were there,
You cared, without you I'm scared
I hate to admit it
I feel so human
So vulnerable
Susceptible
Why?

Those tears were bound to erode
That face, that beautiful mask of gold
What people saw wasn't you
You found it so hard to break through
Your mask made good your escape
One of many in the masquerade
You thought she'd be there to hide you
But didn't you know she was behind you
The whole time

There's a heart within the stone,
Beneath the layers of rock, a soul
What people saw wasn't you
You just found it hard to break through
I understand
But now I'm left with empty hands
I thought you'd be here to guide me
Now I'm left without you beside me

Copyright © 2008-2017 KF
Written about loss.
 Dec 2016 uzzi obinna
SabreLi
I thought you’d always be by my side
Never thought I’d see the day
I’d see my life was built on lies,
See the foundations fall away

And though you’ve left me so distraught
In pieces on the floor
I hope you’ve found what you had sought
And you won’t run no more

It’s so much easier to deal with all the anger I feel
I’m fine being callous and cold
But when you’re hurt & upset you can’t forgive or forget
Stuck in an emotional black hole

There roses are red, and violets blue,
Yellow buttercups and daffodils too
But how long will it take you to realise,
That the grass ain’t greener on the other side

I thought you’d always be by my side
Will justice never prevail?
Will I be forced to live out my life
Forever with this betrayal?

And though you’ve not exactly caught
The best hand of the game
I hope the joy it may have brought
Is worth the price you’ve paid

It’s so much easier to deal with all the anger I feel
I’m fine being callous and cold
But when you’re hurt & upset you can’t forgive or forget
Stuck in an emotional black hole

There roses are red, and violets blue,
Yellow buttercups and daffodils too
But how long will it take you to realise,
That the grass ain’t greener on the other side

Copyright © 2012-2017 KF
Written when a family member chosen something trivial over the family and about the way it made me feel.
 Dec 2016 uzzi obinna
SabreLi
I’ve longed for so long to be
A part of something apart from me
But the seconds and minutes draw near
Turn into days, into weeks, a year
Just what will it take to be,
Just to be, to be free

Will you be the Adam to my Eve?
Without you I’m incomplete
Just half of what I could be
Jack and Sally or Sid and Nancy
Nobody else can compete
Together we will run free

Let’s write our own twisted love story
Who cares what anyone else may say
We’ll be both the judge and jury
And in our own little world we’ll stay

I want to be closer now
Closer than skin and bone will allow
I want to peel away the edges
To remove all the excess
Be closer than we know how
Just be free, you and me

The Romeo to my Juliet
Without you I’m incomplete
Just half of what I could be
I’ll be Scarlett O and you’ll be Rhett
Nobody else can compete
Together we will run free

Let’s write our own twisted love story
Who cares what anyone else may say
We’ll be both judge and jury
And in our own little world we’ll stay

Will you be the Jekyll to my Hyde?
Without you I’m incomplete
Just half of what I could be
And I’ll be the Bonnie to your Clyde,
Nobody else can compete
Together we will run free

Copyright © 2016-2017 KF
An attempt at a subject I know very little of. My own twisted interpretation of a love story.
 Dec 2016 uzzi obinna
SabreLi
Just when things seem to be going so well
Something comes along and knocks the wind from your sail
You build a bridge across the ocean
To find someone back home has lost the devotion
And sinks beneath the waves

So today I made up my mind
To leave this world behind
To find the place where you now rest
So we can be together again
At last

The blood will run dry in my veins
Leaving no trace on the knife
As I leave behind these chains
And the pain it will disintegrate
Wash away the plague of life
As I wash my hands of fate

I thought everything was going so well
‘Til something came along and I tripped up and fell
Making me realise the notion
That someone back home is lost in emotion
Got lost digging their grave

So today I made up my mind
To leave this world behind
To find the place where you now rest
So we can be together again
At last

And the waves will carry me to you
They'll **** the space between us
Just as they **** me too
And the stars will disappear from view
They'll roam the space above us
As I will roam with you
As I will roam with you
Carry me to you

Copyright © 2012-2017 KF
Yet another one written about loss and bereavement
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