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 Nov 2014 Victor
Ali
Blessed
 Nov 2014 Victor
Ali
Every little word we take for granted,
Every little voice we hear,
Every little pair of eyes we meet,
Every little smile we put on each others faces,
Is a brief bliss that we can’t ignore
We take these things for granted,
We think these things are everlasting,
Be grateful.
No one else has your voice.
No one else has your ears.
No one else has your eyes.
So consider yourself blessed.
 Nov 2014 Victor
Kash
Like Fall
 Nov 2014 Victor
Kash
In the company of florescent leaves
I fell for you
Surrounded
Surrendered to contrast
Warm hands in cold wind
Colors and grey skies
Nervous conversations
Calm gaze of hazel eyes
 Nov 2014 Victor
Joe Cole
Not for me the skinny eight
For me a fourteen is just great
Eights ***** and ***  might look just fine
But I like softer curves and lines
A low profile tyre is sleek and fast
A bigger tyre makes the journey last
Fourteens built for comfort not for speed
And at my age comforts what I need
So you can keep that sack of bones
And  I'll hang on to well rounded domes
 Nov 2014 Victor
NeroameeAlucard
Icy
 Nov 2014 Victor
NeroameeAlucard
Icy
Chills running up and down my spine
it seems I feel this all the time
my sickness and my nerves so delicately intertwined
It's like all my receptors are drunken with wine
They say you'll learn to live with this over time
they say there are groups and support hotlines
But picture living, knowing that your most precious *****, the mind
could very well be the cause of you dying
Imagine living knowing you could be on borrowed time
Wanting to the live to the fullest,
but dying quicker than a mullet.
With no air rising from your gullet
"who will take care of my mom,
who will watch my nieces and nephews grow up?
Who will be there for my girlfriend and dad?
aren't you glad...
yes I am glad that I've lived and fought as long as I have
still, you can't help but consider what's at the end of life's path
 Nov 2014 Victor
KARAN GUPTA
Nightmares remind you that the past is still here,
You want to destroy it but it remains there;
Some joyful and some painful memories persist,
but all this delima ends up in a mist.
Nothing clear,nothing defined
such is the commotion in your mind;
All these scars are wide open and such is it's pain,
that you are too scared to trust anyone again;
Scares that won't let you sleep at night,
Scares that you'll take with you all your life,
People say life heels the pain,
But these scars still remain;
No doubt that they make you strong,
But they hurt for too long;
Well,better would be to leave them behind,
but that's a labor of its own kind.
When drowning, do your lungs deflate, expand, or burst?
Does your heart give out, before the last bubble rises to the surface?
Is it carrying your final thought, and as it bursts in a perfect circle
Can it still be caught, and understood?

Then, let me go, let me drown,
I’ll swim down to places of danger and delight
And watch you flounder far above me,
Treading water, staying afloat.

Just let me drown. You let me down
Again and again and again
I’ll never look up to any of you, now,
Do you even know that I still exist?

No. So, let me fall
Into and through some deep and distant pool
Anything to exit the stagnant shallows
Here, alone, I’ll let my soul deflate, expand, or burst.
 Nov 2014 Victor
yasmine
1:30 in the morning
on a school night,
we walked with wet feet
thru the chilly air
touching but not
so close that i could smell you
feel your thigh against mine
3:00 in the morning,
and i had to go home
it wasn't until i smelled
that familiar scent
and it wasn't until your strong arms
held me close
that i realized i missed you
 Nov 2014 Victor
Claire Ellen
the park bench,
the letters,
the hands on each other,
the new commitment,
it all ended that Wednesday,
I walking with someone new,
and from the look in your eyes,
I knew you were through.
I have left you before, much like this,
and my dear, I trully regret.
I wonder each night,
what my life would be like,
If I had run with you.
3182,
I have eluded to you,
much before in my previous poems.
I love you, and always will
I regret every night, not keeping my focus on you.
3182,
I left you with heart fixed to break
as deeply as mine had broke.
3182,
I am sorry that I now cant take back what I did.
Now I am stuck, and I cant get out.
But if I ever did,
know that your arms would be,
the only ones to comfort me.
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