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Ignatius Hosiana Apr 2015
Living in your arms was the easiest of things to do
'Cause when we do the things we love we feel no weight
My amour blossomed even amidst the weeds of ill-fate
We were a boundless ocean with an ambiance of blue
I loved the gentle chains of your soft embrace and kiss
I loved how we wandered about aimless filled with bliss
The aroma of the words we spoke and the promises we made
Still haunt me as I talk, they are still lingering about my head
No place 'll ever see the breeze in the shed behind your eyes
And no other lips 'll ever paint truth on the membranous paper of lies
Our lustrous flames were ever blazing as if I was truly loved
So monstrous and seizeless that It seemed it'd burn forever
Can't lie,I don't know what it means being forever together
A risky venture I thought ('cause of the moments we shared) I deserved
There was a warmth and comfort in the sunshine of your smiles
I was so charmed in that I'd walk a thousand miles
Your false affection took me into a different dimension,so high
In space so that even while arched I couldn't touch the sky
But those wings of passion were cut one altramentous afternoon
And since I was off-course the sky,my heart wanders among Aliens
I've been so close to healing but there isn't gravity on that moon
I'm a cosmic nuclear threat, and looser is my alias
Been to planet animus where It's race doesn't breathe
You took with you my inter-galaxic faith map can't locate my grid
I 've my doubts,lost in the milky way but I'm a little glad
If you were human,explain why you harbored blue-blood
You lacked the empathy to understand I wasn't superhuman
To realize my weaknesses and mistakes are only because I'm human
You crashed my heart to mere shards by your "tantrumous' meteor showers
Walked with me through thorns disguised in flowers
Met a heathen who has promised to heal my wounds and scars
Time says she'll fly me down to earth on her wings, hope she does
She says she can't let me return to that place,your arms of all
She's promising to find me a better city, a honest soul
For she's a friend to humans and shares their affection
Theirs is the armour of love rather than paranormal perfection
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Tea and biscuits Jun 2019
The night clouds the skies
The stars blur as I dampen my liver in vines
Idle conversations  just to pass time
My conscience with its eyes closed
Slowly moving into a pit that those who came  before me have filled with spit
Ejecting toxic clouds of smoke  That thicken the  air
I get comfort from giving Smooches to strangers
Sliding my shoes in altramentous floors groin touches  groin
As the acoustic sounds further intoxicate me
I don't yearn for the  thatches
The silence is loud
Irritation to my ears
Intensifies my thoughts

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