"delicatly" poems
Christmas music is playing softly
The snow is falling, delicatly dancing around us
The ground is freezing, the road is covered
Completely white
A white Christmas
Sirens can be heard, they're approaching quickly
The only light coming from the cars headlights
Enough light to see the blood
Turning the snow from white to red
Dec 19, 2015
Dec 19, 2015 at 2:15 PM UTC
Chapter after chapter you would read nothing but laughter
but line by line the truth seems divine
eloquently she side-steps the faults in her life
and slowly but surely she rekindles whats right
In her heart of hearts she knows whats real
she understands how he makes them feel
delicatly speaking with clear conviction
she explains their faults while they refuse to listen
Eager and proud she countinues to try
knowing full well they tell lie after lie
compassionate still, she stands by their side
and watches as stars shoot themselves by
Be quiet my love, don't blink an eye
instead sew them open and lock onto the sky
wait for the moment, when you know its enough
make a simple wish and believe in simple luck
Once upon a time, a long time ago,
I believed in myself and wanted everyone to know
then you came along, handcuffs were ready
you closed my eyes and made sure they were heavy
Now I'm on a mission, a goal is in sight
to never again let a man control my life
I am strong, faithful and bright,
you'll never see me fall, finally beliving in my rights
Aug 22, 2011
Aug 22, 2011 at 4:31 PM UTC
For them
the fear of it
of the possiblity of it
increased their fear.
Their fear became their
reality.
They lived what
no person could imagine
Their lives wre held
none so delicatly
In the hands of
Death.
Some lived through
reality
while others were
crushed into ash
by the hands of
Death.
Fear was reality
Reality was held in the hands of Death
Mar 26, 2013
Mar 26, 2013 at 12:38 AM UTC
You say that you
don't want to
hear it,
any of it.
Not these words
so delicatly spun
like the web
of an ebony widdow
or the rays of
marvelous golden sunlight.
So I guess
you will never
listen to anything
that I say,
since these words
come from my
very soul,
as do those.
I guess I can
never
again say
I love you
I miss you,
or even goodbye.
So I'll just sit
here
and listen to
the sound of your
breath dancing
through wires
and landing so softly
on my ear,
just one last time.
Then you will never
here this crap
again,
or any crap again
from me.
Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 7:26 PM UTC
The seductive ghost at the wheel of my fire bursting finger tips still an old silvery soul ricketing the shutters delicatly. your lauph bursting across our living room like tiny bubbles, little birds flapping their pink feet above magnolias. What a whisp of beauty it is to still know how much we care for eachother.
Nov 21, 2015
Nov 21, 2015 at 5:18 PM UTC
As i face dark an light
Miracles are made
How many does it take
This giant illusion
A brick wall that never ends
Lifes prison
Glad the green grass yields
Taken so delicatly
Loves holds and shields baron
Thats why sharing is for caring
I stand corrected
When i die is that the end of me
Not only me
The end of you
Gods from the heavens
Raining down relentless
You deserve faction
Rapture capture action
Marks my words
Cross the devil
The lords decieve
I do believe
Not lightly
But highly regarded
Nothings worse than a path of lies
Abstract ******
Mar 5, 2024
Mar 5, 2024 at 3:53 PM UTC