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Waltzing syllables cast shadows from your closet
and slowly bruise your casual smiles.
“Can you still feel my breath
warm on your skin, the weight
of my head on your chest?”
Rebuild your walls in tribute.
Lock her away deep within.

You left here this morning with a carry-on
just to find three bags checked in your name.

Someday, your luggage will know continents,
leaving trails of letters lost,
love songs and photographs,
and the distant echoes of softening tears.
Will you have loved these places
like she did, my pining nestling?
Your feathers molt in the shadows of sorrowful beauty
but waxen wings only melt in the sun.

You drag your suitcases behind you
bogged down in the billows of dust.

Luggage tags with scattered dates crumble loneliness
into your sheets; your smiles come slower;
your tendons ache in their restless sleeps.
The years of compulsive movement,
the calloused fingers fumbling latches in the dark,
have left you chasing unexplainable ghosts.
Nuzzling voices draw close in your agony alone,
whispering from trail-beaten zippers barely
closed and barely clinging to overtired carpet bags.

You have carried her voice in your suitcase always
knowing her weight would seep into your bones.
old, but feeling especially relevant tonight.
My echoes of Grace ricochet off the Son.
Pouring down on the world in rays of Glory
over flowing the seas with all it's beauty.
My Mercy repeats and the Son gives Life,
pulling you up from below,
from the dark,damp soil and strife.
You’ll never fret the night again.
Instead you will feed on the Son for Eternity, Amen.
I will shower you and quench your thirst
and in turn all that see you will see Love immersed.
With this another will find the light of the Son.
From where we're standing now in life
we looked back
at all the steps we've climbed.
The past left us standing
with cracks.
We would remember all the salty pools we wept.
Disappointment after another
Mockery after the first one.
Failure felt like a bonus treatment
We would hop and fall
people would watch and laugh.
No arm stretched
No one wanted to touch our ***** bodies.

Hours past
Days past
Weeks past
Months past
Years past
We would dream of a place;
where we would be welcomed,
where we would be allowed to be us
and where we would be able to help people like us.

Walking along the road,
the sun mercilessly beat us.
We walked down-cast
We would dream.
We didnt seek glory or fortune.
All we wanted is to be acknowledged

August 1, 2010
we would not forget.
The day she came to us.
Very un-real and impossible to believe.
She came and sat beside us.
We were uncomfortably embarrassed by our odoured bodies.
We tried walking away
then she stopped us with the most beautiful smile.
She pleaded with us
to give her an audience.
She then offered to buy us drinks and food.
We wouldnt deny we wanted to be filled, badly.

Fortunately, a restaurant was near by
she walked with us down there.
The guy at the door waved and shouted us away from the premises.
She insisted and told him we accompanied her.
Reluctantly, he let us in.
The waiters and people in the restaurant froze in disguist.
The owner in no time came
and begged her to take us out
so that we dont irritate his customers.

One of us was almost in tears.
She pleaded with us not to be offended by their actions.
She led us out through the door
and begged us to await her return.

Minutes later
she came with lots of bags in hand.
She spotted a shed and we walked towards it.
We settled
then she gave us a bag each.
She encouraged us to eat.
She watched us relish the meal.
She smiled
and opened her bottle of soda.
She sipped it.

Moments later
we were done.
Then she asked to talk with us.
We responded to her every question.
She was impressed
This went on for a while.
We enjoyed her presence and softness.

The day was aging.
She baded us goodbye
and told us she would return some other time.
We were enchanted
Oh! We were visited by an angel.

Few days later
she came again.
We ate and talked.
This went on for a week.
In one of our conversations with her,
she invited us over to the company she worked for.
Of course, Our clothes were taken care of.

When we arrived the company
we were ushered in.
We sat before a number of judges.
They were also impressed.
The said our talent and intelligence is un-equal,
one they have never come across before.
We were employed
and given a place to stay in.
It was quite comforable
because we were just three.
Our lives changed.

Now i am old.
When i sit back on my dock chair,
i would smile
and look to the skies
and say,
" truly there is a GOD. "
God will definately get to us
He is working on our greatness.
Believe and Have Faith
Your desires will actualize
Hahaha,
Round and round
I spin in
And I spin out,
Up and down
Upon the ground,
Your love makes
Me love the cold ground,
Faulterring speech
With an infernal smell
hugging me everywhere
Atrocious hell,
No it's not them pills
That work
Nor the smoke
or the dirt,
Not even ecstacy
Just a little twirk,
of smiles
And hugs,
that makes me drunk,
I'm not a wobbly child,
But an adult in love,
Toddling around
In the spell of your love!
Glittering stars I see at
daytime,
while the sun shines brightly
For me at night,
the rainy season now
makes me feel good,
No need of umberellas or even hoods,
Hahaha!
indeed I'm mad,
Not psychopathically
But in real minds,
"Truely,Madly,Deeply"
In love,
Yours,that binds
Me to the sky,
Gravity can no longer
keep me in sight,
Up and above the hills
I swim,
Yes I'm addicted to this
Little thing,
It's complicated
but mystical,
Yes it's love
That makes me blurred
And a little absurd!
Hahaha!!! Love is indeed better to use instead of a drug.. It's more addicting!!
©NivedaAmber
Check me out:p- http://hellopoetry.com/-niveda-amber/
 Dec 2013 Victoria Phillips
Rose
woke up again
at three a.m.
went back to sleep at 4
never mind the lingering hope
of you bursting through the door

work at nine
and lunch at noon
one full hour to think about you
home at 5, dinner at eight
i didn't mean to set two plates

my watch ticks slowly
when you're gone
and now its stopped at half past one
the wall clocks have stopped moving too
stuck on the moment that i last saw you
Haven’t I seen you before
Sitting on a branch
You were the moon and the stars
And you knew how to dance

I saw you on the snowflake
Dancing in the flowers
On the road you lay
Overcome by the showers

Haven’t I seen you before
You were in the balloon
You swam in the ocean
And you showed me the lagoon

The tornado swept me off my feet
And you were there
I saw your face so sweet
And your swirling hair

I was lost without you
And wanted to see you again
But the bright sunlight shone
And I was awake in my bed

“Haven’t I seen you before” he said
She replied, “No I don’t recall”
“ I could’ve sworn I’ve seen that face before”
She said “Only in your dreams…”
They say love finds us when we’re not looking
you see me running down a barren street.
Naked
With scars on my chest
giving it my very best
all for the sake of love

You stop me
ask me why I don’t seem to rest
ask me about my bleeding scars
upon my bleeding chest
I turn and say I’m afraid of who I might meet.

I’m looking for someone to hold me
to wrap their arms around me like the planets orbiting the sun
my heart has too much space.

You shed a tear and say I love you
that’s when I knew I had found my place.

I’ll give you everything
I’ll make you my wife
I want to be with you for the rest of my life

Make earthquakes in my heart
Devastate my bones
Tear my soul apart
to restart
my life with you
Never let me go alone

Make my heart your home

We hold each other in the night cage
I play with your hair
Lock me up for safety
I don’t want to be scared
The monsters are under the bed

From past loves and scars
You fight on my side in the war of my heart
You say our love is the constellations bowing to the stars

I dream
but don’t remember falling asleep
Forgive me if I weep
but love is a word I’ve never managed to keep
Until now

Come by the window.
Count the stars with me
when we grow old we still won’t have caught enough for all the reasons I love you.

Love
the word is a sunrise
Throwing light over the world
Show me a new day
Where being in love is completely okay
My first ever attempt at poetry and the first time I've ever put a poem online for criticism and feedback but also to be enjoyed. Hope you enjoy reading it please leave comments so I can improve!

It's in the style of spoken word so I hope that comes through.

Copyright © Shaun Aspinall 2012 Website: ShaunAspinall.co.uk
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