Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Ian Ponceby Oct 2010
football
football is fun football is great,
pads and pants geting ready,
for the big game,waiting ,thinking
finnaly  time for the game,
cheerleaders cheering,fans screaming,
kickoff is hear now as he kicks it,
its in the air, i tackel him to the groud
we start on defense maby will win we will try
Continue reading...
Sadolecent Oct 2014
Strangers
He is sitting there across the way,
walks up to her thinking but has nothing to say.
She is the most beautiful girl he has ever seen.
would she be like the others, would she be mean?

She glances up with the most beautiful eyes,
as he turns around he started to cry.
suddenly a hand grabbed his wrist,
the story now has a twist.

"Please come sit with me, there's room for another"
he's never loved any girl besides his mother.
he sits down nervous , yet tame
finnaly speaks "can I please  have your name?"

he drinks his coffee as he stares across the room.
the daydream he had will be real soon.
she gives him a smile as he looks at the door,
He gets up and says "don't look so alone anymore"

They sit down and laugh all through breakfast.  
two soul mates together at last.
If it wasn't for that coffee shop one day ,
never would they ever feel that way.
#love #hope #scared #beauty #eternity
Continue reading...
Chelsea Avendano Mar 2013
Nine one one.
Can you please call nine one one.
Make sure they come before im gone.
Tell them my heart is slowing down.
And that my sanity is not yet found.

Hold my hand for i am cold.
Make sure my breath is in control.
Are they finnaly on their way?
I can see the light, but i will stay.

Just tell them come at their top speed,
Dont slow down for im in need.
Bring the meds and bring em fast,
every minute could be my last.

Did someone call me nine one one.
Im loosing life, but im not done.
All these faces watching me,
im on the ground and i cant breathe.

Finnaly i hear the sound,
of ambulances all around.
They lift me up and drive away,
please save my life for him today.

As i lay still upon that bed,
too much stuff runs through my head.
Death will come and all with time,
Anytime it could be mine.

Now im grateful for this life,
and ill stay here and be his wife.
They saved a life thats just begun,
thanks for dialing nine one one.
Continue reading...
Death-throws May 2015
Come home
Yell a  little louder, I dare you
Your heart is a megaphone set to loud let it bleat its message
to  the crows and crowds alike

Your mind is a violin, sitting like porcelain  in a satin palace
Singing a somber tone to its audience of no one,
so alone.

Your spirit is a caged stalion
ready to rare, flash its teeth, grip its hind legs and stare

But in my arms you are  a puppet
so warm and soft
I have trouble believing how much you must cost

because the wears you fetch and sell have amassed no fortune
and the hearts you keep in jars have long since stopped beating

move on with me,
skip town, come dance around
free as yetis,
and just as likely to exist,

my presence unkown to you now
will be the dowry on which our lives will finnally start
And in your eyes, I might finnaly exist
#love #pain #thoughts #falling #her #verse #comehome
Continue reading...
Warren-Johnson Aug 2018
Seeing So Much More
Why do I even bother ?
Oh this is not a poem to sway you with romantic words, no infact i probably won’t share this with whom it belongs.
No more an apology, and reallity check for me!
Oh but that be said without malice for you!
Rather all I do is ***** things up!
Even though I’d try my heart to make sure to get it right with every intention to make your day!
I’d get it wrong I don’t even truly know where I went wrong!
But somehow hurt you i did!
Thats more painfully riviting ro my core far more than you pushing me away!
Many words come to mind from pathetic, useless, idiotic. Waste of human space, and many more, sad to describe anyone as this sadder realising this of oneself!
Should have got right the first time and save everyone the waste of time!
Have had to get my head around not doing anything they call stupid for so long, i honestly strugle to find a reason to carry on!  For what? Why?
And mostly cant say it would stupid, no be thei ly thing i can  think would make sense!
To hurt the one i love no matter what i do ill ***** it up!
Hurting you is an unbearable thought!
How could i live with myself?
Cant see how i can get rhrough that
Let alone this pain!
You mean so much to me!
Ive said is take a bullet for you! (Die for you)
But would rather live for you !
Now if you not there?
Cant see much hope at all !
No where! All rhe general reasons everyone would usually morivate you with, would hold so little weight!
This pain be out of this world i try but  cant expain this be of magnitudes earthquakes couldnt measure on the same scale!
And somehow i try find that reason in fear of hurting other loved ones!
Somehow i rather find hope!
Not the hope youd think though!
Oh no this is hope that my loved ones (famil)  will understand this pain and somehow forgive me for my intention be not to hurt  them, but to find ease finnaly!
Comfort knowing id be not the reson orhers will hurt tomorrow!
Yes dark and dismal thoughts!
Or are they?
Are they not in other ways considerate?
Oh oh i lean to think so..
Continue reading...
Vivian Ienello Feb 2014
heavy afterthought
I don't think the way I used to
It's really new to say the least
False accusations, and tiring results
Where I created from my own self
Ckearvoincy, crystal clear I know where to go from here
Crystal clear, out of despair, I finnaly know what's there

I used to think so melancholy
I used to, I used to, I used to
I wasted it, putting up a barrier
Because I had the fear

The fear of having to much space
You could **** someone with just your face
Do you think to be alone is weak,weak,weak
When the pipes start to leak,
And your heart starts to creak

I dont think the way I used to
But what does it matter,
Where all living anyways
Continue reading...
Mitch pity Jun 2016
Dark soul.
I just keep telling Me. "Its only getting better" -"3x"- when its not.

     Every day i tell myself.........i will finnaly find my soul.

Such a lonly ****** up place, where the women carry mase..

Deep inside this box somewhere, i finnaly found my soul.

   I dust it off, an use it up, what ealse must i do.

With a lonely ****** up soul like you, its the only thing to do.

   Maybe wright these ****** up words i say. Become something more one day?

Ha what a joke i say, with a lonely soul he may, Never be nothing more they say.
just a ****** that will pay, what ever comes his way.

just another ****** up day.. why cant it go away? Because i stuck to my soul, guns an all i roll.

Blacked out, hear me laugh out. "Im just another fool."

I can Not pay myself, much less me or you. If i could, i would.

beat myself away from you. just to save you two, from the struggle that i go threw just another fail.

  What more can i give an take, when i have nothing more to make? Such an angry soul i tired to give it way

  Take it back or let me pay. just to give it way.
Continue reading...
Laura Knowles Dec 2010
Mothers
You are always there for everyone else, you sit back in the shadows to make sure that they dont fall,
You love with all your heart and you never give up on your famliy, no matter how much tyhey mess up,
You make sure they have what they want, what they need, yet you will do without what you need as long as they are happy, but its time that you come out of the shadows and finnaly get what you deserve.
All the love and respect that should come with your great gift should not just be shown on a certain day or a certain time of the year.

The only time that people show they care is when they want something from you, when they thing they are in trouble or when they are trying to cover up what they did wrong.
Most of them know you care yet do nothing for you, while some try there hardest to make you happy yet still find ways to disappoint you, to hurt you, and to make you feel unwanted.
You know they love you but sometimes you wonder if they love you just for what they think you have or what you give them, or even if they really love you at all.
Sometimes they will say it but not mean it and other times they mean it but dont say it.
They are your family who you would give anything for, but you are the one that matters all the time.

No matter how hard or not you try they will always love you and so therefore even though they may use you or even act like they dont care about you at all they really do love you and all they do for them.
This time you deserve more then they can ever give you and nothing they do will ever be enough.
They will try to make things up to you but they can never measure up to what a great person you are or the things you have done.

NO one will ever compare to you, and NO one will ever take you away.
You are always there for them and they will always be there for you no matter how old they get or how much you think they don't want you around, and also they will never forget what you have done and will do for them, even if they seem unappreciative, they will make it up to you in time.
THEY LOVE YOU VERY MUCH AND NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU UPSET.
Continue reading...
Joel Ochoa Mar 2016
He said She said (pt.1)
He said she said-
.... everytime she turned around and looked at me with those glazed eyes I didn't want to let her leave. Eyes full of passion, desire, dreams. It felt like I could see the world in her eyes. She walks into my car eyes fixated on me the entire time. The sound of the car door slamming shut lets me know my fantasy has begun. It's like that dream you have over and over again, I know what happens next.  I could tell by the way her mouth pounced for my upper lip that she was a dominant one. She was rough and raw and ready. A lioness among kittens she was. The other girls where simply just that, girls. When I'm with this woman though my body just responds to her every touch, to her every kiss.  Its never long before one hand leads to the other, and her lips find their way around me because we have finnaly found our love again ;we complete each other. We burn in that raging fire that is love and enjoy each second of it. It's a wicked dangerous game we play but her and I walk the same path. We were opposite sides of the same spectrum making our way to each other with every touch, kiss, and ****. The way she straddled me feeling those thighs clutched tight along my side, nails digging deep into the dermis of my skin. I would bite her neck and chest leaving marks all over her body and her on mine. It was always rough and always passionate, and it didn't take me long before I realized I was looking in a mirror. I had finally found someone just like me. It was enough to make any man confuse the feeling with  love; and thats exactly what it was..
©JoelOchoa|March.14.2016

He said She said is a two part original  poem about a man and woman who share a deep infatuation with one another. Hope you all enjoy....
#love #lust #*** #emotion #woman #feeling #strong #perspective #male #nyc
Continue reading...
Tearani C Mar 2012
Not so glad it played how you planned
I feel closer to whole an entire person when you are gone
And you have not called for so long
That your voice the way it is now seems to be fuzzy.
I don’t have to sit in the room with the way you stopped loving me.
I think my love and my hate co exist to create this place of empty distance.
Kind of like the look I see on your face when for a second you see a glimpse
Of a reality you do not want to see in me.
I can not live in the pain that she perpetually pushes
Me in so I chose to walk form her.
Gawk all you want hell turn your nose up
Like you know whats better whats right
I don’t know whats true for you
But my life has never been so black and white.
So perhaps you aren’t seeing enough or more probably
Your projecting your deep need for a perfect ending on me
And seeing as every one sees that she cannot and will not provide
That for anything living dead or in between
All hostile glances lead to me.
The one who was ****** over in the first place.
That makes sense because clearly I have so much control over what she thinks,
Or does or loves for that matter.
If I did don’t you think I would have made her love me again?
Its to gross a truth to swallow and even harder to spit.
I'm not saying whoa is me pity party just stop giving me ****.
No wonder I no longer miss you, seeing you
More often puts a knot in my stomach and bad taste in my mouth
Than those salty tears when empty stare and lies spill out,
floating around filling my ears.
This is the truth I swallow day after day and the very thing
That mother tries to sweep away. You make me
A little sick like kristianna just someone I’m nice to to keep the piece
And then I go home happy I can finely sit and breath,
Escape from the intangible stink of someone who lies to me and themselves
We are nothing but a scab you ripped off
For so long but has finnaly settled into this
Hard disgusting crater of a puckered scar
That I’m so thankful to have it seems perhaps in it’s own way divinely inspired.
Like the rough faces of the grand canyon or the
Raw nature of a sun flower,
the dual nature of the awe inspired
like a pretty new baby at a funereal .
I don’t see myself ever wanting a thing from you.
Not again not a hug a hello or a smile,
I am fine to always be away from you.
I feel closer to whole an entire person when you are gone
And you have not called for so long that your voice the way it is now seems to be fuzzy.
I don’t have to sit in the room with the way you stopped loving me
perhaps we should stop playing the game and just call it.
you win again a hundred to ten,
If you were bigger you’d a bought it but you stole it.
To much to risk a gamble but you rolled it.
Glad it played how you planned keep my heart
I don't need it you broke it.
Continue reading...
Tyrel Kriger Jan 2017
The Burdens of Will and Woe
A moment is all it takes for you to
Walk away from it
Looking away, you wander
towards the busy street
Knowingly getting closer
Dismally walking with smile

Blissfully leaving behind that unkown
That burden of duty
That somhow kept it all from turning to ****
Holding it up and all togeather
As the bricks fell on your head
Knowing others walk by
Only from the sound of them spitting
behind your back

You could just walk away
And wander into rest
Half way there for oh so long
The deserts waiting to swallow you in sand
And besides, it could all fall apart anyways.

You want to leave
So you can dry out, and recover
Scorch your skin as you lounge
Lips pealing, eyes rolled back in bliss
On a decreped pool chair
Sunglasses so no one can see

Although eyes are only one of the dead give aways
Of a consciously dead human
Silently inviting others to join in
"I love that person, they're so care free"
Unburdened

only one who walks on shifting sands
And lets them ***** the fire of ones soul knows
what they see when they look inside.

Dust and bone
Insects and parasites wraped up like
cold, injured loved ones
Coddled and well fed on your dwindling substance,
Your time and attention
Your non renewable resources

They become you
Now a part, a collective
Then the desert throws you onto
An open scorched tarmac
No vehicles, no lines, just black, hot and sticky
Full of people pretending they're not thirsty
The myth of water
rattling their dry twine vocal chords
with laughter and belitlment
All crooked looks and beady eyes

They drag their boney blistered feet
Smiles painted on thier suffering faces
By some rogue hand connected only
To a voice they all hear
"keep walking"
"you can't die if your already dead"

Hotter and hotter as the miles drag
Slower and slower nobody collapses
Their skin now gloves for a hand to wear
Alive only inside
some want to turn back
Some want to stop and think
Some want to die
But the hand keeps them moving

You come, bones and skin
Rotten and stinking, finnaly
Alone,
To some shift
The hand leaves you
The sun is blocked by swirling clouds

You walk up to a mirage on the plain
not comprehending
The fog clouds all but this,
odd bouncing of light
You see a slumped figure tattered in rags
Grey and drooping
And you feel him
Staring back hollow
You stand vapidly gapeing
as a rain drop hits you
Looking at where the road stops to meet a..

The fog seeps back conciously
A very clear line on the ground
Where the tarmac stops
and this smooth plain stands
A surface the color of the receding fog
"Lift your gaze'
It says one more time
Strings cut and hand withdrawn you abide
You place your hand on the cool smooth surface
It starts to rain, washing your meak body

Your mind sharp and keen
for the first time since..
You look up
And you see a person
Holding up some structure
He Cannot look up or his strength will fail him
But he must hold this up
Should his attention turn elsewhere
Whatever it is will surely fall
He cant explain this need
This light, this warmth,
somhow sustained by the strain of his muscles and the exercise of his will
Against odds and favor
He is blind because he is focused
He is dumb because he believes
He is weak because he uses his strength only where needed

He cannot see what he is straining to uphold
But now the reflection peers back with such broad scope.
It is a Beacon blazing out
The warmth is here and the water runs ever on
It falls from the sky onto fertile ground
Those who have not rolled Thier eyes,
those with fire and warmth still inside,
Come, and make a world of it.
Come and be awake

It is a mirror
That is you
And that is what you have left
To walk in company
To be empty and smiling
To not care
Now you must suffer
In the knowledge of your new vantage

Your hand is in the mirror
The coldest cold you've ever felt
is pulling you in
All you can do is look into the reflection
or choose to step in
But one way or another, in you shall go
Into the motionless space
Where the rest you left to find waits.
Hooray for insomnia caused by mental trauma. It took me 4 hours to write this I hope somebody reads the whole thing lol.
#imagery #purpose #existence #holdonstaystrong
Continue reading...
Death-throws Jun 2015
No good dead
No good dead

I'm no good dead

Rotten meat doesn't sell well

And tainted souls less so.

So chin up boy. Soldier on ,

To long thinking this way,

And you will miss the day

You finnaly get paid
#depression #on #soldier #******
Continue reading...
Mercury Chap Feb 2015
The Girl In The Corner
The lights suddenly glimmered,
And all the faces shone,
All the beauty appeared,
In all directions.

But there was one corner,
Where the darkness still remained,
And the shadows of people,
Hid the corner more,
And with it, a person,
Slouched against the wall,
Stood there behind the shadows,
Giving up to stay tall.

No one saw her,
But she saw everything,
The lady in the fur,
Was talking stuff about her,
She tried to reach out for the lady,
But her skin burnt,
The moment she stepped out,
Of her corner.

Wasn't ignorance enough for her?
Or does she still have to stay in the shade?

Everyone passed beside her,
But no one noticed the thin shape,
Struggling to get out,
Get out of the gloom,
She lives in.

The lights went out,
And everything reappeared,
Clearer than ever,
And they finally noticed,
The blood that smeared,
Out of her heart,
They finnaly noticed all the wounds,
But like always,
When the lights came up again,
They just turned away,
And walked back in their path.
#people #darkness #path #ignore #gloom #betray
Continue reading...
Michael Parish Sep 2013
The old man at times
Despite all his missing teeth
And bombed out cavities
He can still eat bags of
Bricks and speak
With perfect diction.
Somedays we crave
Revolution when
He crosses the line
And we the
Comittee dream
Of removing
His authority.
but theres nothing
Left. So we press
And pull our cigarets.
and curse the birds
and talk about
Whatever *****
Our fancy.

Inside our own jokes and theraputical
Humor:
We wait for him (our boss)
While his briches swell more
And more every hour
Till his buttons burst
And his yellow fork
Lifts final suicide attempt
Becomes a sucessful send off
After to many
Years it finnaly
****** out
All the unchanged oil
And passes out in the
Mainconcorse next
To all the pigeon ****
On top of all the knick nacks
Behind customer service.
Continue reading...
Prather Gail DuBois May 2013
sky
I fly back in forth through the darkness. I can't find a place to land.
I get tired but I know that if I land I'll never fly again.
I start to fell the darkness drag me down.
I have no control of my body and it won't let go.
I fall and fall and fall.
All the way down until I fell like  should have hit the ground.
All of a sudden I see a light.
It drags me down and I realise, it's not that I'm falling.
It's that I was flying higher, and higher.
Until I finally break through.
And I finnaly saw the world on the other side.
what I saw was a world sorounded by ignorance and lies.
It may have been dark in the other world, but I know I would have been better off not knowing what I know now.
Continue reading...
Ireland A Coleman Feb 2012
Mathew
Ever feel like when you finnaly get smething right
you ***** up ten other things hurt 15 other people
and get so confused you lose sight of what you did right
and you feel alone in the world. You feel discontinued,
held back, and hurt.
You just want everything to go back to the way it was
but it never does.
The world is always changing
no matter if you want it to or not.
It seems when one person gets happy
other people get hurt and get neglected from there happiness.
You just want to make others happy
but you never take the time to get yourself happy
then you suffer in silence
till it just swallows you whole
and you just let it out and
people tell you to **** it up because they think they been through a whole lot more.
It hurts when you friends do this
but hurts even more when a friend who is like family says this not your actual family.
You act strong because someone has to be
and when you finally break somehow people find out and think less of you.
We all cant hold in our emotions all the time.
We break and are hurting and
people come and make you feel worse.
We want to turn back the clock and cant.
but we are forced to get over it.
Continue reading...
Lyle laflesh Dec 2014
Climbing to the Bottom
Once I soared with eagles
     my guardian angel by my side.
Walking tall with confidence
     caused my foes to run and hide.

I chose my battles carefully;
     I picked the place and time.
If any son dared cross me
     I knew his *** was mine.

I remember ocassional setbacks;
     times when the going got rough,
     but the things that should
     only helped to make me tough.

I guess I thought there was a God.
I prayed once in a while,
     but I knew I didn't need his help
     to go an extra mile.

I rebelled against authority;
     took all the freedom I could get.
I could not allow myself to lose a fight;
     my *** ain't been kicked yet.

Needing victory in every duel
     became my prison cell.
As I leaned hard against the wind
     my soul set sail for Hell.

I didn't know it left me;
     I didn't see it stray
Fighting one last battle,
     it would just get in my way.

This battle was the hardest;
     it took five years to win.
Revenge and anger were my weopens;
     I wore them like a grin.

When the fight was nearly over
     and victory was near,
I prayed to God," return my soul"
     but He didn't seem to hear.

I'd look for without Him;
     this heart that I had lost.
I'd win it back all by myself
     no matter what the cost.

Now standing on the pinnicle,
     I fearfully looked around.
My soul would not have come up here;
     it's too far from hallowed ground.

Starting back down along the path;
     frought with struggle and with strife,
     I found I was decending through the
     wreckage of my life.

While pawing through the ashes
     of the bridges I had burned,
     I found the charred remains
     of all the lessons I had learned.

Confused and battle weary;
     I could not tell wrong from right,
     but I prayed that at the freefalls end
     there might be truth and light.

Now I'm lying in the smoke and fire
     at the crash site of my soul
     peering out through Godless eyes
     as a snake peers from his hole.

I should have had some warning;
     a shot across my bow
     but my spirit spiraled down and down
     and look where I am now.

Like a marble in a funnel,
     my soul spun 'round and down.
With a lack of positive energy
     it finnaly hit the ground.

Now I'm at the bottom
     With no way to go but up.
God, please give me the strength to feed
     my soul;
     your sacred wine to fill my cup.


This was the first poem I was ever able to
right. At age 56 it came to me in a dream and I got up and wrote it down.
Continue reading...
skyler Jul 2017
torturous thoughts
hours to end
seconds to start
the endless thinking
brain gears spinning out of control
thoughts demanding attention

trying to sleep
it keeps you awake
causing feelings in your stomach and chest
to match the madness in your mind
dangerously debilitating

finnaly they wear you down
as you slip into comatose
your body and brain exhausted from fighting
your eyes as red as the blood on your skin
your breaths slowing as you drift away
and you sleep

but the first breath awake
from a soft sad slumber
is a jumpstart
and everything wakes up
the thoughts are running like a raging river
loathing the time they lost as you dreamt

and now you're awake
staring at the ceiling fan
nauseous from the spinning
and the reality of being awake

s.s
#thoughts #sleep #sad
Continue reading...
The Mellon Sep 2016
I love you
I love you

A little boy sits in his third grade classroom
He wonders why he hasn't any friends
He asks his mom
"Why!"
Why do they look at me like I am different
Why am I so alone

I love you

A few years later on the soccer field
A boy from the other team nocks him over
Instead of anyone helping him up
They all laugh
Even his own team.
He asks his coach the next day
Why no one helped him
Instead his coach walked away

I love you

Finnaly he graduates high school
Everyone around him is hugging and celebrating
Except the three foot radius between him and the nearest person at any time

Before he could leave though a girl walked up and hugged him
When she let go three years had gone by and she was in a beautiful white dress and the boy now a man smiled

I love you

The boy loved his wife
Every morning he called her beautiful
Every night he kissed her forhead before sleep
Even the day he got the call that his mother had unexpectedly passed away

I love you

The boy missed his mother
He he looked for her in the clouds
In the Bible
In the bottom of every bottle

I love you

Along came a day when his wife told him to stop looking and read
Three hours later she was packed and the divorce papers were signed

I love you

He cried that night
He missed his mother
He missed his wife
He looked to the sky and cried
"Father!"
Why am I alone
Please don't let this happen to me

I love you

That's all he heard
When he woke up he realized he was not alone
He had God to lead his life

You see when the boy asked his mother
"Why!"

Something special happened
That night he dreamed a life without
God

He soon learned God was always saying to him

I love you

He realized real friends aren't had
They are made threw life long experience

God placed the boy at a crossroads between

Love
And
Anything less

The boy now knew he simple had to chose love

He knew he could because
He was loved

I love you
It's worth mentioning that thisbis not based on true events, though there is probably someone who has lived this life. As far as the poem goes, I just kinda wrote it. Not sure where it came from. Maybe it will mean something more to one of you than it does me right now. Mayne I'll need it in a few years. Thanks for reading.
Continue reading...
DC raw love Dec 2014
Destiny
My journey from somewhere to nowhere.
With nothing beneith my feet.

As the journey ends, within my head.
My feelings of solitude are gone from my head.

As light leads me from my destiny within.
My eyes have finnaly opened and my dreams now begin.

With my past as my guide, from my feelings within.
My heart has now taken over, as my true life begins.
Continue reading...
rosecoloredpoet Apr 2018
Slowly drowning
I need a life vest
Please put it on my chest
keep me floating above the water
Make me feel like I matter

I'm slowly drowning
reconcieled to the fate that's awaiting me
I feel my lungs shrinking
as the oxygen is leaving them
The gravity is pulling me

Deeper

Bubbles are rising from my mouth up to the surface
I'm getting coloser to the bottom of the dark blue sea
Closer to be freed of my curses that have been always tying me

Monster are living down there
maybe I've finnaly found a place where I belong
Somewhere where there's no air
Where nobody will think I'm wrong

Wave of numbness washes over my body
As I close my eyes for the last time
...
#heartbreak #broken #depressing #sad #drowning #sea #life #relationship #air #nobody
Continue reading...
RAMLIGHT Apr 2013
For those who seek
the beatuy within always reaches in , the feeling it provokes it never leaves me alone, just like stone it knows every word just like the feather flys whenever . Home  at last , home at last..  finnaly being home at last , just a few little thoughts before i take off, good day good day , in the most beautiful way.  Good day you have on your own way, ONE is the feeling i love best.. This life is just the most beautiful way , so much light coming our way. We found home lets stay with it.
Continue reading...
The Mellon Jul 2016
My heart
For a long while I held myself together
Nobody got anything from me

My opinion was mine alone

My ideas were self contained

My words rarely left my lips

My heart most definently was locked away

One day you came along
My first mistake was telling you what I thought of you
My next was what I wanted to do
Worse yet were the three words "I love you"

It took you years to make me truly ***** up though
One day I messed it all up and finnaly delivered my whole heart to you

You gladly took it in two hands
Looked up to me and smiled
That's when you tossed it over my head
You ran and caught it

I stamped my foot and told you no
You threw it back again

I started to have fear

You tore my heart in three
Started juggling with me

I cried and pleaded no
But you wouldent let me go

Eventually you got bored

Tore my heart to confetti
And showered it on me

I feel knees to the floor
I gathered what was once at my core

I looked to God and threw what was left of my heart

What came down was whole and pure
No longer was I broken
No longer must I fear

I can live threw anything
My God is hear
Inspired by Cait and by Camp
#inspired #beavercamp
Continue reading...
DC raw love Dec 2014
Destiny
My journey from,
somewhere to nowhere.

With nothing beneith my feet.
As the journey ends,
within my head.

My feelings of solitude
are gone from my head.

As light leads me
from my destiny within.

My eyes have finnaly opened
and my dreams now begin.

With my past as my guide
and my feelings within.

My heart has now taken over
as my true life begins.
Continue reading...
Xnihilo Nov 2015
Human
a day is too short to see my best,
For I am imprisoned in a human shell,
Forced to see life in a cell of flesh,

I cannot see time like the gods of Rome, or Greece, or Christian kings
I cannot meet the sun or Apollo's greet.

So finnaly life has forced me to be just me,
without a choice,  that's what I'll be,
And I apologize if there's a time I cannot see.
Continue reading...
DC raw love Nov 2014
Destiny
My journey from,
somewhere to nowhere.
With nothing beneith my feet.
As the journey ends,
within my head.
My feelings of solitude
are gone from my head.
As light leads me
from my destiny within.
My eyes have finnaly opened
and my dreams now begin.
With my past as my guide
and my feelings within.
My heart has now taken over
as my true life begins.
Continue reading...
Jean Sep 2018
I Had a Dream Last Night: No.2
I had a dream last night.
You were next to me
And I had to kiss you
Just because
you were too you.

You kissed me back
But then you pulled away
“Wait,”
You said,
“Wait,
I gotta tell you something.”
You went on and on about some uncle
Until you finnaly got to the point
“I love you”
and I kissed you
and you kissed me
And I pulled away
To say
“I love you too.”

And then I woke up.
My eyes flew open.
My arms reaching for you.
But you weren’t there.
No.
You never were.
Composed on 9.28.18
#you #kiss #dream #night #away #pulled #eyes #arms #waking
Continue reading...
Z the poet Sep 2020
He who walks in the night
In shadows of the cold dark night
There live a creature created from pure fright
It is he who walks in the night
When I stroll in the day he does not appear
Yet as midnight aproaches my body is filled with fear
I wonder as my walk gathers some speed
where is this evil creature with his unspeakable deed
When I finnaly arive at my front door and ruffle the keys
I hear in the night a sound that turns my blood cold
For I know it is he who walks in the night
#story #mystery #scary #holloween
Continue reading...
Eric daw Jul 2018
New Start
Layin in bed
Thoughts rushin through my head
Trying to make this ryhme
I dont care about the times
That ive done wrong
Trying to make a new start its been so long
I thought i could fit in where i dont belong
But now i know i go to get with the flow
I gotta start doing right
Yea i gotta take flight
Head toward the sky
Tell my old ways bye
I need to go to school
Cuz what i did before really wasnt cool
I cant fail
or else ill wind up in jail
Layin in bed thoughts rushin throygh my head
I finnaly understand
the task at hand
Ima find something good to do with my time maybe ill write another rhyme
While layin in bed
Continue reading...
Delton Peele Aug 2020
That is
Rain
Pains
Cold chains around my neck Rob me
of my dignities
Im Rodney Dangerfield
not only can I Not
get any respect
I cant even get a ******* rain check
damage control in effect
im a wreck and can you hear me
I think Im major Tom
and here am
I floating in my tin can
rather be a
chim
pan
zee
Pursuing all my efforts
In vain
Ev  er   ree  thang I do
Is what I was tryin not to do
a when I'm almost finished
I need some time not doin
an I look behind
I see some fool undoin
all the knots
I used to keep it all together
now are loosening
and as im
drifting
at around 120
an Im
accelerating
an im
trying
to gain a
better view
a new
way
of seein
whats happening
an im
changing
my
way of
thinking
instead
of saying
we got kicked
to the curb
how bout we sayin
weve been
set free
put all that ****
youve learned
put it up
nicely
in the rear view
mirror
flip it the bird
whistle whistle
hieeyahhh
were so outa here
like
like last year
ladies start your
engines
hes off his leash
and running
on false pride
denial
not in his right mind
has no idea what hes dooin
lets see who
can ruin him
this time
wheres the nachos?
shhhhhh
quiet
the shows starting
annnnnnn
back to you
Delton
oh well thanks
for the intro
a-hole
dont mention
it
friend
it is what it is
without further adu .....
lets do this
lost and lonely
if only i knew
everyone could see right
through my disguise
the wells of my
eyes
swelling
Oh .....
Swell
Life goes wrong
im gonged of the
gong show
again
and
things are getting
a little
blurry
I can barely see my friends
They look like they are all  doin well
I'm just so happy
Secretly
My strife goes on
posture imperfect
feelin like a chump
walkin circles
slumped
lookin like a derelict
talk about a half wit
bop bop bop
shoowap
talk about
bop....op
shoowap
talk about him
shoobie doobie
doo wap
dip dip

******
ok ok
enough already
he gets it
dumb dumb
does
he ?
$#¤<CUT>¤#$
AAAAAAHHHH
spank you vury much
myyyyyyy dear
I.......llllll
take it from here
facing down
pacin

Digging for

change
And saying
I have paid this toll too many times
This time I want the lead roll
Knaw what I get
instead
excuses
an
Regret I said it
Cause  I got my agent bret  
feedin me a ballogna
samwich
Tryin to console me
Given me council and
acting all
condesending sayin that time takin it's toll on me
oh really
is that what you think
let...... me.... .....show.....
you.
something
I've kept well pretty well thinking
Eventually Ill have to  run a bit
ya know
ta catch up on
things
****
not right now
f
though
cause my curtains calling the sun's falling
And now I'm in the sand running into the wind
And  the waves are crushing
I'm trying to break free
I get drugged back to the next one
That's reality or
Am I just tripping
And im

sittin
at
Malibu sippin on ***
Surfen.....
an lookin at the world..
Smillin ........
Throw in up dueces
ahhhhhh YA
BABY
truth is
i wasnt meant for this town
this world was meant for me
And ya .............
No I'm drowning in urban turbidity
Mistaking my youth lacking maturity
Someone keeps slapping me I brush it off smilling cause
im
cocky
I'm still big
enough
bad boy tough en rough enough
more like
heeees a huff en puff
whos the one who gets blamed
when things get tough
always does everything
and its never
enough
No one wants to try me
I'm  laughing
Thats immature ity or of me
I'm not sure
Hmm
Let's see.
Actually while I sit here debating
The tides taking me
Washed up I'm told
Unstable.
Stupid fables
I'm still able
Try me
Sometimes lately I can't get a gig
Even when I say
Aye I 'll work for free
Pockets empty
But still Rollin
Never rolled on anybody
I just got rolled I'm empty it fucken hurt me
I'm out
I fold
Leaving the table owing
The sharks morphing into vultures
Circling the desert sky above me
Scolded
Bought sold
old
Was been
Fear I'm afraid has started setting in
No taste I'm jaded
Gave all my best years to Jezebell
Who barely remembers me
Dazed
Dismal
Dank rank overlooked
Forgotten
Booked
Broke
Rotten rope
Spent my last dime on a broken
Boat sank
Starving no appetite
Lost fight
Karmas's bite
Tunnel no light
Funnel
I
N
G
D
O
W
N
Clown
Frown
Unclean
uneven
grievin
even given everything
I'm not playin
No thats ok
You go on
It's alright
I'll stay
No no
Don't wait a whole minute for me
You're barley gonna be a  hour early
You're what's important
You don't need me
I'm fine  
Dont be absurd
I dont want to be  burden
Can't get a word in .........
Ever.......
Ever
Everrr
Everrrrrrrrrr
Evvvvverrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Interrupted oh thats ok I'll do me later what do you need
Interrupting oh every body is waiting on me
I'm sorry IV just been so busy doin all y'alls things
I was just tryin ta give ya snore time channel surfing on tv
I'll work harder forgive me
Hope this doesnt interfear with you big plans of sleep in all day
Don't worry I'll work quietly
Decaying wailing
Waiting for the Boatman
No recognition in the reflection
Within the last trinket of treasure
Comforting  tether from a more pleasurable past
Time lent isn't coming back spent on the wrong things
Finnaly I get the feeling I'm no longer falling.
It's a definite maybe it's dark
Atleast I can walk I think I'm alright I can start healing
Ya right the floor just dropped out on me
Last reflection I reckalect  I'll see
Deplorable out cast naked empty
Groveling,used to be somthing
Stagerrin around hands in my pockets looking down
Rummaging through my own trainwreck
Exacerbating
my dreams and retirement tossed
Into the muck out of a bucket of slop
And feel bad cause I waisted your time
Whining about being
That pearl in the swine snout
Continue reading...
Wendy Skinner LeFave Dec 2020
I Am The One
There are many days when i feel so all alone, standing in the shadows with a heart made out of stone.
I am the one who  feels so lost and unprepared, when all of my iniquites are unwillingly unbared.
The whole world om my shoulders is more than i can bare, and i tell myself again that life is so unfair.
I am the one who has put me in this place, without so much as a struggle to leave from it's embrace.
But in reality i have no one else to blame , and it becomes far to easy to just remain the same.
I am the one who stands in the shadows, hiding in the dark, afraid of even trying because i know i'll miss the mark.
But today i see a rainbow from way up in the sky, and i finnaly realize that my life is worth a try.
And now standing in the sunshine with fresh tears  apon my face, i leave behind that dark and dreadful place
As i reach out for that rope and cling forever dearly to new found love and hope.
I finnaly realize i am the one.
Continue reading...
Delton Peele Mar 2021
0 N ow I see
purfectual place this used to be
ahh alas twas ephemeral
as we divorced the queen
we had a few kings
then went quickly
from  presidents  to puppets
on the polepits
always the lesser of two evils
we have to vote in
or the one whom will make the greatest effort
to have you percieve they sling the cleanest mud
and the way we are viewed
like unto the episode where Elmer Fud finnaly kills the RABBIT
KILLS theWABBIT
KILLZ
THA
WABBIT
Then feels bad
doesnt know what to do with it and then sits and crys over it
rabbit comes back to life and Rubbs Elmers nose
it it
uncles gettin paranoid
afraid somethins wrong within
big brother bully
turnt his back on the enemy and currently playin puppetry with Johnny........ not appleseed
John Q public
I.E.
we the people or  are
me and you not gonna not cut the strings and remain hostile individuals
standing at a safe distance
in contempt
takin pride in
whether u are
democrat or
republican
as if thats where all this
turmoil comes from
and who recycles  or pays taxes
while we get fat
which i know is a p o v
while we dont see I to I Like we used to
our species is diying
and theres the question we all hide from if
Uncle sam is playin us like puppets
and the president is our main muppet
then we can probly see pullin his strings the real humdinger is whos the top puppet master
and for what or why
timers ticken tiger
better figgure it quick before we all loose our right hand
Continue reading...

— The End —