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Eudora Feb 2016
I believe it's time I straightened up
Knocked the dust from off my mind
Make some room for different thoughts
Find which ones I need to wipe

Rancorous experiences and sombre days
Or unending expectations of the people around me
Do my utmost to please hearts in different ways
Throbbing particles in my head, no one could see


As I feel my way along the fray
The razors edge that cuts too deep
Only in my minds eye can I blink away
All those thoughts that pressure me

Yes it is indeed time..
To deterge the nagging wounds in my mind
And cease the harsh ringing when they chime
Breathe them all out while I let my myself unwind



Mike Hauser
**Eudora
It was a such pleasure writing this with the lovely, Mike Hauser. Thank you Mike, for inviting me to do this with you, again. :))
Jay M Apr 2019
In the dark of night
Creeping in the tall grass
Swaying in the breeze
Then, a canorous sound fills the air

Ensorcelled by the melody
A deterge of all worry
Overcome with tranquility
The dulcetity of the voice

Erubescent when I look at you
The eviturnity of words to say
Yet none would tell of the inexplicable emotion
I somehow contain
For you; it shall remain

You pull me in
Embracing me
I feel your heartbeat
And hear it
Echoing through your ribs

Take my hand
It'll be alright
You are stronger than you know

Taken aback by your manner
The way that you laugh
Makes me giddy
The way that you smile
Makes me blush
The way that you look at me
So affectionate and sheepish
Makes me ripple inside
With joy and happiness
Something I haven't felt in a long time

Yet somehow
I am still plagued by sorrow
Steadily festering beneath my skin
For years
Threatening to take hold
Yet when I'm with you
It's like a camisado
The demons suddenly attacked
The happiness you bring battling them
Capturing them
Keeping them at bay

Still
I feel it tearing me up
The blood of the demons
As you strike them
Is still blood
The demons
Though so cruel
Held me when I was alone...
They wiped away my tears...

Seeing them so
Makes my attachment to them grow
Then, when I go
I let them go
The happiness gone
Drained like the flip of a switch
That only goes off
Only on
By your hand

- Jay M
April 26th, 2019
Camisado: A military attack in the night
Canorous: A melodic or resonate sound
Ensorcell(ed): To enchant or fascinate someone
Deterge: To cleanse thoroughly
Dulcet: another word for beautiful
Erubescent: reddish or blushing
Eviturnity: to be everlasting in duration/eternal existence

Have fun trying to keep up with this one...

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