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Jamie King Feb 2015
I don't care any more
nor do i care any less
but i'm your lover, not your *****
and you're the reason for this mess

Parading your **** like you're in command
I have limits to your inane nonsense
I'm finally making my stand
No longer giving out to your reasons

I will stand tall, no matter what
Shape up and become a Man
Quit thinking below the waist
and treat me like I know you can

Empty vessels would clang the most
Never exercising the need to be humble nor coy
You're an underachiever with the penchant to boast
You were never a man, but a childish little boy

But, no matter what you have done or who you have become, i still see the passion within you
I see a pure love that we have created, one that is so true...
Although you have made many mistakes in the past
I am still sitting here willing to stick around for this love i know will last...

for ever and until the end
until they lay us six feet under
hand in hand as we die
i will be your lover

a lover to cherish the ground you walk on,
even when you stumble and shake,
i'll be your first in command,
because with you, there is too much at stake.
i want to be that lover,
who awaits in adoration of your arrival,
that one lover,
who loves you until our love is final.

I carved my chest and gave you this heart.
We flowed through the nile and overcame ocean tides.
A seed of bliss you planted in me and our love was born once more, leaving me scarred.
I thought you were proud and passionate but the truth was cloacked by your lies.
You dined with others while I recovered.
I resent you but appreciate the gift of new life that we have, this bond we share may never break,
for it's the only bond that makes us care.
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Thank you poets
1 Quinfinn aka Wolve Spirit
2 Erenn
3 Paula Lee
4 Ryn
5 Cat
6 Cody Dale
7 Aesha
8 Jamie King
Charlotte Jan 2019
my day -
no, summers day,
lay cloacked in
my fog

thick and veiling
there's distant screams,
tears from another
and
the smell of
drugs - just lit.

is this how we
mourn our
violence?
Dimitrios Sarris Apr 2018
Thoughts had been perverted
walked abroad
   spit fire
the ice won't mealt.
Dark and slumbering visions
crawled out in the thrill of night
and haunted the love i used to feel.
A heart of fire cloacked in shadows
the sun is gone
the warmth is lost
my heart trembles with
no will to beat again.
My love is wrecked
the memory still stands
a fraction of who i used to be
makes me breath just a little longer.
My eyes stand low for
there is nothing left to be marred
hollow but free...
I’m armoured in secrets and lies
Cloacked by an air of mystery
Tell me who I am!

I belong to everyone
I belong to no one
Tell me who I am!

We all know something about me
None of us knows all of me
Tell me who I am!

I am calm as still water
I am aggressive as a lioness on the hunt
Tell me who I am!

Don’t worry
You have time
Sleep on it
But when you wake up
Tell me who I am.

— The End —