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beautyshesmear Jun 2015
Aint no sunshine
   when he's gone.
  He's always gone
          too long
     Anytime,
                 
                   I
                      

                         go  
                                away...
And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
beautyshesmear Jun 2015
lays
gently between
my cage...
ribbed
in bone.
Combed with jaws
of
soft, sinful, slight
of hand
me your soul
survived the stoning
of ALL the words
they threw foolishly
thinking they were only
sticks....

and stones,
may
break my bones....

But,
IT
will always hear me.
beautyshesmear Jun 2015
The realness of it all
just
hits me.

My *******,

could be what most
definitely
ends we.

My love,
I am a bomb...
waiting to tick.

the ring on a grenade,
wanting to click.
Sometimes, I am not fair
beautyshesmear Jun 2015
For those of you
who wonder if the devil is alive.

Ive seen him,
with my own eyes...

This is not a metaphor or a
symbolistic write of someone
who hurt me.

Nor,
is it a venom word spit
of someone that has made
me bleed.

For,
That kind of beauty
does not come from
human breed.

Take heed.

Because the Devil
is real.

and he is beautiful...
it is not the red horns
you see in books

or

the grotesque voice
that boils the feeling of
evil afoot...

No,
he is all shimmer
and wicked smiles.

Beauty is his strongest deception.
That way
it feels worth while.

And that,
is the most disturbing part...

We are obsessed...

with him,

and we do not even know it.

This is the harshness of being
a poet.

It is the beautiful things that make
our work.

The hurt
is his smirk.

But,
do not believe if you wish...
you do not have to take my words
as true.



But one thing I must say...
whether you accept it or not.




He definitely believes,
in you.
beautyshesmear Jun 2015
Ever-ending mouths
Un-folding

Even Now.
I feel I can dance
in the dark waves.

This is what is free.

To feel cold
but the shiver is just
a stab of beauty
for a city
with a heart as big as a country.

My life might begin tomorrow,
but I feel the pecks of
Destiny but chills
at the edge of my cells.


Do you ever feel to belong to everywhere,
and no where.

In the same line of time.

My words are for our people now,
my mind

filled with all the todays of times that were
great and grained
into the galaxy....

I feel it,
swiftly slicing free around my skirt.
Cucumber-kisses
so close
and crisp

its but water slipping
on my lips.

This is me,
Free-flying

and soul-crying.

And it only escapes at a click of my teeth.
beautyshesmear Jun 2015
LOVE is LIFE

PAIN leads to the ever so blatant
SAD-faced emo-cased blood-crazed, things.

THOUGHTS can never seem to escape the DEPRESSION.

And,

All YOU can say is that DEATH...
is the friend that needs to be kept.

Because the SADNESS has fueled the tears that have been wept,
and your HEART has leapt lover to lover licking you into the shape
of a person you are now...



Keep your head up Kids...
I find it funny these are the words ALWAYS trending....its depressing....can it stop?
beautyshesmear Jun 2015
nothing








can explain







the





hole










that is left.








when this stranger,







of a bed.






Is unkept








of your scent and breath.
I am really missing him guys...2 months till I see him again, send me Prays and your good vibes.
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