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 Jul 2014 Victor
M Clement
Optional antiquity
I'm having to recreate my own life

Moving back to a city I once knew
Only to realize it no longer knows me

Let's call this a practice run
You're out of practice, ***

And there's nothing more to say at the moment
 Jul 2014 Victor
Stu Harley
the songbird
walks through
the sky
with its wings
stretched out wide
that burst
through the
clouds somehow
as it sings
reach for
higher ground
 Jul 2014 Victor
Renae
The giving and forgiving was easy
The want for your happiness
overwhelmed me constantly
I'm smiling as I can see
your need to be free
Remembering the bending
over backwards to please you
Only makes letting go easier
After all is said and done
I'll choose to keep
the good memories
Knives and chains bind Me tight
How could You have fallen So far from heaven's light
Come back, Come back.
release Me, bring Me back to the light
quit this haunted life
lay down Your life
Lay down Your bones
turn around, turn around
go back to the grace we once shared
Bones, knives and chains
torture a soul to the core
and leave the soul's blood streaked on
the walls of eternity
 Jul 2014 Victor
Mari
Mending Heart
 Jul 2014 Victor
Mari
I fill these pages
with long overdue confessions
of you.

Things may have been better between us
if some words were left unsaid.

I still think momentarily
of the things you said.

The anger in your voice
And hatred in your eyes.

You never would have expected me
to ask you such a heart-stopping question
that night.

I close my eyes
whenever I recall that night.

I take myself back
in to the depths of my fears.

A place you have long made me forget.

By now
you and I
are like any other family.

Even now
I feel I am still carrying a burden.
A piece of the past that I need to forget.

I will be okay.

One step forward
and two steps back.

I know that in the end
My life will feel whole again.
 Jul 2014 Victor
Pen Lux
Some Hesse for your morning, "Only the ideas that we truly live have any value."

Interestingly enough,
impulse has led it's course.
Repeating the same things,
makes my throat go hoarse.
Each life has so many reasons,
for the consequences they receive.
Keep that
bright
penny
horn
beam
locked in the seems.
Counting dollars for whiskey
instead of the corpse bleeding
holding the beating
of
your
silly
little
heart.

Keep counting your days,
please try
and leave it
at one day
each day
at a time.

leaving
won't keep retreating
the movement of your
crime

yeah you've got
the same girl and
you're still just much too shy.
well look here mate,
I saw your date,
but she's not as
great as mine.

so fine. and charming,
it feels alarming.
trying not to make waste
but to continue the chase
is not an attempt of mine.
I find myself caught
in a bind.

that moment
that meaning
it was nothing more than feeling
the same things I felt, when I felt
like someone else. Today, I feel,
and I am someone else, each day
is today! let's meet someone else
so we can truly be ourselves. Or
just take it away
to a new found place,
because if you go I won't stop you,
I don't mind change. Interesting,
as it was. I find I'm truly alive.
Feeling new things, breathing,
no rings!
I avoided as much that simplicity brings,
I'd never get so attached to such constricting things.
snakes on the loose, cut up and wet, soaking in the
moisture of their guts in their rut.

Not a place to be having
company to boot.
we're all caught in dining
in this strangling root.

cut the cords while I'm dreaming,
I want to rest in peace.
soon nothing but blue water
blue skys and blue brains,
this is all a romantic drama
that blew through my veins.

who could have knew, who would have known?
it's morning and it's raining, let's stay inside all day.
keep away                                                    keep away,
                         the time to play is over.
keep away

                                               keep away.
Thanks to all the people that read and enjoy or critique my poetry. Expression is awesome.
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