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Craig Harrison Dec 2015
As the heart weeps I strugle
as the years pass and space moves
I wonder how the Earth and I will die
my mind can not control and I do not wish it to
but forcing notice and loyalty into my sole is one
one of many things I can not stop
I can not contol and I shall not whisper
as in the night my heart will linger
the skys will close and stars will fire
but our hearts will surely die
as I age the Earth ages with me
and as blood starts to slow and muscles disapear
the world I live, time is almost here.
Don't ask, I just started typing and this is what came out
Juan cortez Oct 2015
A casual kiss to clear the mess  
Lips tracing your face N ya neck
slowing down as I near ya breast
It has you arching ya back
And relaxing ya chest
Inch by inch gets More tense ,
Creating Moments with less stress
Against your throbbing ***** I'll press
Touching it gently with all my breaths
Never letting you know my next move, Like it's chess
Hair pulling.  Toes curling.  And tounge swirling
Relaxing and zoned out.  Can't contol yourself.  So u moan loud
;)
Keith W Fletcher Aug 2018
A few ways exist
Where green growth
can destroy what was
If large tree grows near
Cutting it down will ..
Definitely do what it does
But the shattering thump
When that plan is used is...
Ow! we ended up with trump
And a beautiful tree now dead
When we randomly destroy
There's no correcting a path
There's just all in ..no fold
Or with neglect what was
Can be insidiously done in
By the green growth of mold
But go ahead and lump all
Together left and right as 1
Not seeking any offshoots
Because the best method
To contol the destruction
Sit in shade , encourage growth guiding the offshoot
To become those mighty roots
That's how you save the tree ,stay cool , deny the insidious parasites growth
     And then .....you can
with strong roots and decent Foundation have a stable structure
     and ...
something to build on.

Or you can just burn it all down
letting Anarchy prevail
I have a question? What do you see when you look at me?
A man, ***** hair, that I'm black,my croocked smile Or my poetry?
I see ,when i look upon others, an empty room ,A new plain of existence just for us two.
I say room because of the mental constructs that are divisions
Race
Nationality
Class
Religion
Its not I'm me and you are you
It should be we,banded together just to get through,
Our lives.
We differ by so little,
Why we make the small contol us is a riddle.
I have a question why do so few know of the moors?
we don't know ourselves that's why we feel we need more and more.
Why is it when we try and impress others we are frantic,
But when I am proud of my history I'm afrocentric?
I'm not pro any race unless you are talking the human race but even if thats the case the problem we face is that we feel like we are in a better place then those who live on the same plain,same world, same pace.
The animals the plants we all come from the same soil and look how we've been spoiled with abundance but that does not warrent our decadence.
We have to destroy these  edifice
Errected using false truthes,  fear, blood and sacrifice.
Why is so much hidden
Why is the topic of civilized color forbidden?
Why do you have to be better?
Who are you trying to be better than?
Where is the quantified data?
Why can't we just be human?
I wrote this to vent. Had certain encounters with people which showed me this is still a problem, race. i don't understand why people dont learn more about themselves and others before making swinging ignorant statements.
Whitney M Feb 2013
Foam cup, remote control
Foam heart, recycle me
Please
Trash it, bag it
Fill me to the top
She drank my heart
She ate her feelings
One foam cup of decaf, black
My entire life has changed
Gain my contol back
jeffrey conyers Dec 2012
How often?
Are you gonna keep defending him?
When it's him giving you blackeyes and broken noses.
You can't keep blaming it on walking into cabinets.
Let alone a door.

How often?
Are you gonna be afraid?
That anything you say.
Just might tick him off.

A insecure man seeks this control.
Maybe because he has none at all.
So telling you when to speak.
When to walk or simply to move.
Give him this false sense of worthy.
That without him.
You can't accomplish too much.

So, how often?
Are you gonna tolerate this crime?

In truth.
You can't really hide.
We see people trying this.
And seems to end up dying.

Many men to this day is serving time.
For which they should.

No one should contol another.
So make a decision about yourself.
Niveda Nahta Oct 2013
Dark atmosphere all around,
Fingers tremble as I touch the ground,
Head bent forward,
Knees sunken deep,
Under the bed of sound sleep,
Can't sleep,
Or won't sleep,
'Cause I know there's something bleak,
Across the pillows,
I see shadows more,
To my surprise there were even more,
Up went my fears
and down, my strength,
To help there was only a chair,
With cushions,
And someone sitting there,
someone,something,
'Cause I couldn't see,
My eyes were red
And my heart went weak,
Up above sat the soul of the devil,
And I couldn't contol the rebel,
Fables heard,
stories listened,
but this what you're reading
Might be scary,
'Cause my spirit went dead,
As I lay on my bed,
Yes it's true,
I was Possesed..
Tashea Young Jan 2017
I have this crush
Who is refreshing as cascading waters falling off a steep cliff giving me an invigorating rush.
Making me blush, Just from every gentle touch.

I got him thinking his brain must have a leak because I hear and understand the words he doesn't speak.
He holds me closely to him like Im his favorite guitar
As he plays powerfully singing heavenly giving off frequencies and vibrations of how strong our love is as it travels distances near and far.
My heart is is hiding a secret its complled to tell.
As if he has it under a spell
He is the sweetest taboo
Possessing stronger power and better magic than the African's voodoo
Its a divine kinda of love from Man who is Hebrew
Its Authentic, Pure and True.
Like A yo yo I unwind as I plunge endlessly into the endeavours of his wonderous mind.
This place in his mind was beautifully unconfined.
I almost went blind after being exposed to that radient light inside that shined.
It sparkled like galactic milky way.
He had me intoxicated as if I was sipping on Chardonnay.
He really had me feeling some type of way.
My soul was lit by a flame that I myself couldnt tame everytime his voice would uttered my name.
Its ashame how it drove me insane.
He waters me as the Earths summer time rain.
The temperature swealters like the Summer's blaze with every single, "I Love You" Pharse that potrays his passionate praise.
The affectionate chocolate kisses puts my mind at ease like the light wind blowing on my skin during the summers breeze
He makes my thoughts freeze like the chill of winter that nature's nose sneeze.
His fragrance smells like Hawaiian Febreeze
Like calgon he take me away like a plane flying overseas.
I escape off to my fantasy land
Where I am holding on to his hand
As I listen to the rhythm of his heart's beat and with him I slowly dance.
We become stuck in a trance of romance
Star gazing at one another looking starry eyed
Feeling the pits of our stomachs full of butterflies
Eating each others vibes like my mama's homemade sweet potatoe pie
The atmosphere shifts quickly like the autumn wind blowing ever so swift
The ambiance is amplied as our intense feelings electrifies as if we were the fireworks on the 4th of July
The sparks fly
Lifting our spirits as they acsend Toward the blanket of soft white cotton filled clouds in the sky.
The rapid beating pulse in our sweaty palms tells me that the engery doesnt lie.

The Fire has been kindled.
We have by passed the physical
Entered into the mental
To explore the Church's scared temple
Submerging One another in the pool of love as if its a ceremony for our own secret baptismal
Letting love take contol
Getting lost in each others soul as we close our eyes willingly letting go.
ify Dec 2013
Once again we're held captives in our homes,
Our terrains filled with bodies of our beloved,
Shrieks,cries, gunshots and explosions have become music to our ears without a choice.
The one thing we can contol is the moment cause the future lies in the hand of the next bullet
Our hearts are racing,adrenaline at its peak!If we let this moment of triumph slip away then we're captives for life.Our unborn children don't deserve this,if we must fight ,we do it now.
For our freedom we fight,for our rights we stand,together we would end this and be  free as air.
Christine Jul 2013
You have such wicked contol

Over everything

Always

Ignore me

Forget me

Use me

Who cares right?

Once needed,

A smile

A **** promise I’ll believe anyways

I’ll bend over backwards

Do as you wish

Just so you can walk again

I’m stuck

Trapped

I can’t move

Breathe

or escape

And worst of all

You know
A casual kiss to clear the mess  
Lips tracing your face N ya neck
slowing down as I near ya breast
It has you arching ya back
And relaxing ya chest
Inch by inch gets More tense ,
Creating Moments with less stress
Against your throbbing ***** I'll press
Touching it gently with all my breaths
Never letting you know my next move, Like it's chess
Hair pulling.  Toes curling.  And tounge swirling
Relaxing and zoned out.  Can't contol yourself.  So u moan loud
Amanda Kay Burke Oct 2018
You were every fantasy I imagined
Inside my head, perfect intrusion
Don't want to lose these childish hopes
Can't hold a man who's an illusion.

Let me sleep, be at peace
Worry will come when I wake
Contol over urges is weak at best
Drawn to the people who bring me heartache.

Of the dreams I've sacrificed
The hardest to lose is the future we planned
Promised myself I'd mature and grow
Reasons took time to understand.

What happened to nightly conversations?
Once was my favorite part of each day
My heart torn in two directions
I foresee danger either way.

How do I choose which way to head?
Stuck thoughts which cost me sleep
Try to stop them with mental blocks
Over the hurdles hours leap.

Feels like you're always lurking in the shadows
Where your memory burns like fire
In false promises identity is revealed
Lost in a maze of sweet desire.

The human in front of me
Does not match the image in my mind
Seems you've grown roots hidden in my brain
Not as simple as it sounds to leave you behind.
Erasing someone from your life is one thing. Erasing someone from your heart is a different story.
Lost in my Head Feb 2019
You’ve given me hope
Not in the sense I imagined
But  none the less

I feel a sense of calm
Burning in my mind
Taking contol
Taking me away from myself

You give me hope
Your given me dreams
I know what I desire
I know what my heart says is true

You’ve shown me your light
You’ve shown me my life
I brought my own emotions out of my head

I can tell what I want
I know what I need
It’s not what I imagined but it’s here

The answer lies in the next step of our lives
And yet at the start
Keeping me glued together
Yet pulled apart

Why do I feel this way
Oh help me through this hell
You have brought me heaven

I am whole alone yet still broken without the pieces of my brain
Vladimir s Krebs Mar 2018
Inside me there is a evil that grows when my anger grows i lose contol and go insaine.

Lets play a game a game of ******* up peoples minds

The demons will play so will i agame you will never beable to survive


On my body my mind will scream for how may weeks i havent slept


Night go by awake all night with nothing but the engery of life


Your regrets are real its time let the demons escape into reality letting the ugly side of you terrize the life you chose to live



My pure heart is what has kept me alive no evil could break my pure heart the leads and guides me threw the gates of living hell




Lets play a game a game of twisted minds will you dare to play the game of twistdd minds unleashing your evils ugly side out



I thing you should you will purify your own self and let your wounds heal


Will you like to play my game and see what will arrive
I have have been not sleeping much im kinda lost in thoughs
Raj Bhandari Jun 2019
This life is very uncertain,
contol, your mind & train!

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