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Mohd Arshad Dec 2016
Be with your own goodness to avoid sin
shayla ennis Feb 2015
Racing time
Everyone starting their engines
Cars of every street color
Lights under their car
Nitrous under their engines

A **** girl stepping out with her hand
High in the air
Down it goes as she steps out of the way
Cars racing away

Straight roads turning left and right
Winding roads coming up at the last minute
Women and men trying to not crash into each other
Ignoring the red lights
Picking up speed at the green lights

The red lights
The party as started
The green light
The music pumping
The yellow lights
Telling everyone throw caution out your window  

Moonlight
Sunlight
Racing the time away

Losers
Winners
Everyone having fun

It’s racing time
Every road a track
Pavement
Dirt
It don’t matter

If you’re in Tokyo
We drift race
If you’re in new Miami
We race period


**** girls
Hot boys
Every color car
Every style and shape

Music and lights
Pumping through the streets
From sun set to sunrise

It’s racing time
Ready set goooo!


By black rose
EpiPen Nov 2019
I’m basic so I gave it away
now I’m tainted
And you don’t want to stay
we can make it
But love got in the way
And I hate that  
It’s ending this way

You look beautiful in this light
You’ve got this chance just to make it right
Draw three cards just to clarify
Show me the future of you and I
Looks like we go
in different directions. we will go in different directions
Hoo Ohh Ohh  we goooo in different <directions >

Can’t take it I was the girl next door
Now I’m jaded
Heart’s been broken before
It complicated
And I made it that way
And I hate that it’s ending this way

You look beautiful in this light
You’ve got this chance to try and make it right
Draw three cards just to clarify
Show me the future of you and I
Looks like we go in different directions
we will go in different directions
we will gooow in different directions


Change
Reading deep into this thing that we call love
Never thought that we’d be driven apart
We saw eye to eye and feel heart to heart
It was the best love I had ever had
I have to Laugh.  Because this is going bad

You look beautiful in this light
You’ve had this chance just to make it right
Draw three cards just to clarify
I See the future of you and I
Looks like we go in different directions
we will go in different directions
Hoowoohh ooh take off in different directions

I’m basic so I gave it away
now I’m tainted
And you don’t want to stay
we can make it
But love got in the way
And I hate that  
It’s ending this way

I’m average just an average girl
I got baggage
and the weight of the world
And I’m damaged
And I gave You my pearl

Spoke to my sources
No need to revisit this
We know that is over
We both know just what it is
In my mind I hear a slowed instrumental beat much like I’ll be watching you.
Mohd Arshad Aug 2016
A habit of knowing the truth
Is a habit of being good in all circumstances
tufa alvi May 2014
Yo Donell you know whats up
Kept putting you down but you rose back up yeah
Joe told you to ride with me
We had street dreams but you kept s-s-s-stuttering
Craig David was walking away filling you in about his last 7 days yeah
Bump and grind with my man R Kelly
It's getting hot in here take your clothes off for Nelly Yo

There once was a time when music was life
The rhythm and the bass made me feel so right
Take it back to the time it was R&B;
Back with all my homies in the SUV
Take it back to the times we rocked a G-Shock
With the jeans hanging low, and the air force ones
Take it back to the times you would chill with your boo
Usher made me wanna get freaky with you
Take it back to the times when we fell in love
With music, we gotta bring the R&B; back
We gotta bring R&B; back
We gotta bring R&B; back

Yo jagged edge where the party at?
Walked outta heaven now we're bringing it back
TLC didn't want no scrubs
Independent women don't be falling in love
Say my name say my name
Cos my girl Beyonce got me going crazy crazy
Oh Blackstreet ya got no diggity
Room one twelve where the players get jiggy with it

There once was a time when music was life
The rhythm and the bass made me feel so right
Take it back to the time it was R&B;
Back with all my homies in the SUV
Take it back to the times we rocked a G-Shock
With the jeans hanging low, and the air force ones
Take it back to the times you would chill with your boo
Usher made me wanna get freaky with you
Take it back to the times when we fell in love
With music, we gotta bring the R&B; back

We're take take taking it back
Take take taking it back yo
We're take take taking it back
Take take taking it back yo
We're take take taking it back
Take take taking it back yo
We're take take taking it back
Take take taking it back yo

Bring back the music
Take it back to the music
Let's go back to that time
Baby try to rewind
And let's go
Let's go
Let's goooo
Let's go and take it back
There once was a time when music was life
The rhythm and the bass made me feel so right
Take it back to the time it was R&B;
Back with all my homies in the SUV
Take it back to the times we rocked a G-Shock
With the jeans hanging low, and the air force ones
Take it back to the times you would chill with your boo
Usher made me wanna get freaky with you
Take it back to the times when we fell in love
With music, we gotta bring the R&B; back
We gotta bring R&B; back
in this place we see about us, I will tell you a tale.

I will guide you loosely along a river as we meander.

Do not fret that what I will show you is known in vast and secretive, stations and nations of groups hell bent on you not knot knowing the facts, of this river flush of a full house i will tell , wait, full house is later, lets do the flush first. oh, wait, I guess you should be reminded of what you didnt know you knew, and this is so true all the way through,
That I will only tell you of the things you already know, just forgot, kinda like I did so.. here, wee, goooo.

What is an Azimuth as in and exactly as a compass azimuth, but a direction or an Angle, of the Angels sighted line of focus a beam of thought sound and light energy over a distance in a given direction.

What is an Inclination, but an angle of the previously said deerhearted best to remember these things, bare with me please, I can meander rather briskly.

What are these things of azimuth and inclination and what the hell do they have to do with Love, the Flow and curing this life and tree we truly be?

Um, let me start now by asking of sound and sand on a rubber surface sound through the tube hitting and vibrating this surface covered in sand, what pray tell do you see that shall happen? shapes of the resonate sound frequency of a three ( oh so many more um, ;like all of the dimensions, for we are made of the love of the sound , for the sound is the sound of love being spoken to us, Son, ,,, let that one sit and steep just a little bit longer...........)
oh yes read read it.   .... shapes of the resonate sound frequency of a three ( oh so many more um, ;like all of the dimensions, for we are made of the love of the sound , for the sound is the sound of love being spoken to us, Son, ,,, let that one sit and steep just a little bit longer...........)


ahem, okay, now that you just popped a small part of your ceiling off and can now see the sky , which you should do every day, imagine your ceiling is glass by you can feel the wind and the air as the trees sway and the clouds dance by... um, okay, so, azimuth and inclination and the three dimensional aspect of sound, Um SHAPE. like the triangle, so lets say we want to fight fire with fire, lol, so funny, oh, um triangle is um, oh you will see when you choose to fact check me.

so to create a real shape with real sound and thought the true light you are unable to see, and do it in a large very large size. then you go to locations dictated by the map and math, and then take a rather modest size triangle and lets say the base is the distance from fort smith Ar. to Fayetteville , AR to um, measure it out and them send a group of loving people to these locations and at the synchronized with the real time as in at the same time and no time zone bs, you direct your thoughts and sounds, amplified or not to the azimuth and inclination or angle to the horizon so as to meet at the tips of the shape of the numerously sided , your choice triangle and then watch what happens, oh I know, wait, what if bad people want to harm you or others you have told them how to go about a chunk of it. oh, silly, I own the joint, or a good chunk of it. lol j/K... or am I,, but seriously, dont worry, otherwise they would not have concerned themselves with hiding it from your far more powerful and RIVER of real life, see the sound is the love which is a the flow of a river, and well, try damming a river which has real steep flow boundaries, meaning not much in the way of a down hill run of a water fall, hard as hell to dam the water flowing through air. *(yes and thank you for the nudges. no really. please except this, I wont name for reasons, but you know who ya are there beautiful friends). so, um, yeah, see, they rely on you not using your tech, the real and true technologies that flow, or bust up impeding events or behaviors or things to the flow of life. for nothing is more powerful than love, and though love like water, AHEM.......... like Water, it is shapeless, formless a void yet remembers the will and intent of its focal adjustments, or vibrational surroundings.
What I have done here, for those whom are not quite sure. is just handed you the keys to your cage and the keys to this love ship and its direction of partial travel, though I refrain from the temporal aspects, that is not up for discussion, well, yet.  Now get a map and map out all the people you love around the nation and globe and family, you will begin to see something, I WILL NOT TELL YOU OF IT, for it is the journey that causeth the flow to be unimpeded, and dear friend dont forget to overlay yours with your soulmates. and BAM, oh My Fing God do you see it????!!!! will be uttered aloud i many places. yes, I love you, and yes, You are dearly welcome, and Yes, i am Dearly Thankful for you all. all, artist doing Studio time cause Baby Blue needs a **** Binky, to the person that never will say anything, but influences the world in ways and wonders none will know till the big celebration. wink. no one is unimportant in this. for it is real and really a big **** deal.
Ummm, well. Yes I am slow. but when it happens and I am trly allowed to, my love is true. and yes this part is exclusivley for that 4 you, know who. , maybe one day yu will forgive my far too loyal to a flaw ways, that caused some rather serious delays, but then again, the Love is never not right on time. I know cause, I am awaiting yours, and know and loyal in my faith that it will undoubtedly be right freaking on time. I love you silly, so giggle, **** it. giggle. please. I cant bare you not laughing. smile for me. you silly funny face, you my peach fuze loves, my perfect side of the moon and tiny soft tattoos too. yes you silly. and it is me, werewolf feet and all. ugh, yes, have you not seen my ****** ugly *** feet folks. geez, lol. wink.
Aditi Aug 2016
This beauty does not need a compliment to let her know she is pretty
You need no throne to be a royalty.

This house is standing fine without love being its occupant
This heart can go on just as a pumping *****..

This tree is flirting fine with the wind with all its leaves and flowers gone
And you can dance just well on your own

These hands work fine without a pretty stone,
You can make your journey a destination,
Or go astray once and for all

Come on, I'll let you in a secret,
We all are making this up,
As we goooo


It is your voice, it is your choice,
You can stay quiet or you can cry,
You can go left, you can go right,
You can also sit down here with me
And watch the time pass by.
raquezha Jun 2018
Here you are in my bedroom
Heavily sleeping after a crazy day at work
As I slowly tucked myself in bed beside you
I’m a fan of how you sleep
how such a little angel can be so beautiful
those closed eyes are enough for me to smile
those rosy cheeks that I always ****** a kiss
your lips that I always miss kissing
I always soft pinch your nose and giggle
I laughed every time I caught you waking up
cause you slowly shy yourself away
I always think.. 'ahhww that’s cute'

Here you are in my bedroom
How I wish you’ll stay here forever
you always give me those warmest hugs
those softest kiss

I wanna wake up
beside you
in the nights
when my nightmares come true

I wanna kiss you
whenever I miss you
in the daylight
when I'm alone, just alone

I wanna hold you
and never let you go away
in my dreams
let me sleep again

Here I am sleeping beside you
Inside this dream where I can hold you
without traveling miles just to see you
Inside this dream where I can
feel the warmth of your skin
hear the sound of your breathing
touch the fine lines of your body
I never knew love would be like this
No one taught me that love can feel like this
How can one can explain the burst of emotions
It’s like seeing a plane for the first time
It’s like hearing your mother’s voice for the first time
it’s like a dog waiting for it’s owner to come home
No one taught me how to love
How can one explain something you don’t know
it’s like a caterpillar ,growing into something unknown; a butterfly
It’s like flying but still those feet always touch the ground
I swear I can create a song out of this
we’ll write the lyrics in our bodies
and let our soul be the instrument
and we’ll dance each word that we wrote
I’ll show you what I can do,
We’ll show the world what love can do
I know that I’m still sleeping
and still you’re sleeping beside me
this memory will always be with me.

Here I am ,

I wanna wake up
beside you
in the nights
when my nightmares come true

I wanna kiss you
whenever I miss you
in the daylight
when I'm alone, just alone

I wanna hold you
and never let you goooo away
in my dreams
let me sleep again

Let me sleep until I dream of you again
and I never wanna wake up knowing you're not here
OnwardFlame Nov 2015
Hot coffee rests inbetween my thighs
Voices of family much too loud
For so early in the morning
On the road again, always on the road.

Last night my mind wandered into dark futuristicic dream places
A stroller and I made our way
Around the roads, I mentioned before.

So small, so small
I kept lifting my sweet baby up
And out, to let it breathe
Knowing deep in my heart
It was yours.
We went to see you perform
I remember in my dream world land
How fast and quick
Hip hop, break dance
Clad in orange
Fosse would roll over in his grave
I think Fosse is dead?
You were so good, so skilled
Like a flash of lightning
It made me feel like you must have felt
When you first saw me perform onstage.
Afterwards, you didn't even seem to notice
My small little baby
Our small little baby and I
You quickly left with your troop.
I think you might have waved?
That intense love you clouded me with
Deep in your hazel lost eyes.

My little baby and I
I discovered my baby was a he
And I lifted and lifted him deep out of the cavernous depth of the stroller
Goo goooo gagaing
My little baby--
Spoke full sentences back to me.

I just poured that cup of coffee all
Around and in my inner thighs.
Scalding me and bringing me back to reality
You could never have really
Done me right.

I called you, in the pink ****** bathroom
Of my dream
You answered, interested
And uninterested
"Do you wanna meet your little baby?"
"Your son"
"Your son and I"
The word son had you by your manhood
I could feel your longing and loving
Your forever desire for me
Of a future you longed me to give you
Over the tubes of the phone
A friend of yours walking opposite of me
Ginger hair, pulled me away from the phone
He had to have a talk with me
I think, now remembering this dream
That he warned me and my little baby
To stay away from you.
As if it was to protect you and your career
But maybe, really
The warning was a lighthouse for me.

You, yourself told me in your ninja turtle reality
How you dreamed of this circumstance
And "we did it."
We had that little family though unintentionally
And I could see in your eyes in that moment:
I am everything you want
If only I felt the same, I thought.
But in my nightmare
I'm left alone
As it really was
As it really is
And it doesn't matter how many words of reassurance you give me
There will ways be an epic wasteland
Where you weren't enough
So I let go of the desire to share
To share this, all of it
And write it out instead.

And the hot coffee still stinging
My inner thighs
As everyone in my reality
Stares at their cell phones
And tells me of information
Of people
No longer in my life.
Janna Lynn Lee Mar 2020
I feel like a soldier calling
ONWARD!  But then I know I am in the NOW
and the NOW is telling me to move ON Right NOW
I am ready
I am going
and I am falling forward on the journey
to a new and free ME
Tnis movement is freeing
from being
A prisoner of narcissistic endless cycle
of highs and lows
a place where I felt that there would be hole to go
Goooo!!!!  Right now.....Escape right now!!!!
I know I can make it out alive and free and lively
and happy and be happy and be free
Then my one hand got stuck on the hole, the door to
the hole
The door that is there all the time and waiting for me to be free
The cycle can be so habit forming and feel so secure at time
But the circle is deceiving and tricky and nightmarish at times
I am getting out of this nightmare of a endless cycle today.  
This day is time stamped of my GREAT ESCAPE from an
endless personality disorder and slightly narcissistic rabbit hole
My name is not Alice
I love my name and I love me and this endless crazy non stopping
cycle of craziness doesnt even say my name all the time unless he is mad
at me and then does he say my name to make me feel upset, panicked  that he saying my name to make me feel disconnected with him
Him that feels disconnected all the time at different times because
he is always someone else at different times.  
Me catching up to the personalities that will be a never ending endless way of not dealing with his own Past and My NOW!!!
The past that he hardly remembers but yet lives the
nightmares everyday in his changed personalities that he brings out
for whatever he is trying to either endure or get away from,  
This has been my pain everyday and then good days not knowing if they were
going to become bad days.  Days of saying...what did I do?  What just happened?  Why did this just happen...again saying ....What did I do?  
No more asking a stupid question to myself for something that I know
that I didnt start or do.....I did not damage this time of day or month or year
I didnt not make him the way he is.  I endured him long enough.
My time is over though still had wonderful times and  beautiful at times
memories.....but the end of the day became dark so much as his personalities displayed his darkness to me.
I dont want the darkness at all anymore
I will always feel for him.  I will always have this love for him.  
But my darkness doesnt even match his shade of dark anymore.
I am light again.
I will march on
I will stand on my own
I have escaped
I am free from his personalities and mental abuse
I am free
Thank you God and Angels above
I am free........
I am
I....................will not look back.....Dont you dare look back
This is done in total feeling of wanting to free and going to keep walking with my head going forward no matter how much I see pain in the other side of the hole.....its a window...
SHALL WE DANCE. . .

take the skeleton
by the hand and
we dance

it is a gloriously
sunny day
of childhood

the skeleton
just grins and
I sing I'm all shock up

mmm mmm
yeah yeah
yeah

can tell
Mr. Skelton is
well into Elvis

swings its pelvis
rattles its bones
"Go Skeletoney goooo!"

my da yells
"Donall son
leave the ****** skeleton alone!"

"Plant ya now
dig ya later!"
I jive talk him

the skeleton
comes to a stand still
dangles from a wire

out of his skull
I leave my Da's
army sports stores

I always amazed
that this
skeleton was once

a man
as alive
as me

years later
the army
thinks the same

and plastic
replaces
bone

he's finally buried
with full military honours
flag draped coffin

3 volley salutes
scattering the crows
a future he

could never know
become human
for the last time

then the boy
I was
becomes the man I am

lighting a candle
for my former dancing partner
"Rest easy Mr. Bones...rest easy!"


I wrote of 'him' way back in 2007 and then lost the poem so this year. remembering the lost poem, I wrote this version. Then I lost this version. And then I found the old version and finally the new version again! I found it interesting to see the different ways of coming into a poem...same facts but a different trajectory as one enters the emotional atmosphere of the poem.

*

COME DANCING


I take the skeleton’s hand
& man...do we dance?

I clasp his bony hand in mine
give him a high five and dude...we jive!

No one can touch us now
(we’re in a world of our own) .

We shake, rattle ‘n’ roll...yeah!
Shake, rattle ‘n’ roll
(then we)
*** into dat kitchen ‘n’ rattle ‘em pots ‘n’ pans
Den den den...den den den!

The skeleton flashes me a toothy grin.

“Man...you the one...you the one...what a groove...we’re in! ”

The transistorised air is alive as song after song drives me on.

The skeleton don’t break sweat!
Me...my scalp prickles...sweat trickles down my spine.

Sunlight spills in the window
& the dust motes go wild.

The skeleton places a bony hand on my clavicle
& I place my hand on his sacroiliac.

We waltz eye socket to eye socket
& patella to patella.

Gene Kelly sings:

"What a great day it’s been... what a rare mood I’m in
Why it’s... almost like being in love!"

He’s a fine medical specimen.

He dangles from a thread in his head
& the slightest breeze moves him
...gets him going.

I call him Mr. Bo Jangles.

He lives in my Dad’s army sport stores.

From the inner sanctum of his room
my Dad’s army voice booms:

”Donall...leave that ****** skeleton alone! ”

And goes back to counting his *****.

The ledger grows & grows.
(He mutters & mumbles to himself) .

“*****...soccer...50? ...50! ”
“*****... rugby...50? ...50! ”
“*****...medicine...50? ...50! ”

he intones as if chanting a mantra.

I shuffle out...trying to be cool
(in this heat?)

“Yo, see ya later Bo! ”

Years later I see him
in a tiny newspaper article.

Apparently the Army
realise they’ve got a real life skeleton on their hands

& decide to do the decent thing
(remembering the man he’d been)

& bury him

with full military honours

flag draped coffin
& shots fired into the air to scare the crows away.

I wish I could have...been there.

Say my goodbyes.

I smile & whisper
a little prayer:


”Yo, see ya later...Bo! ”

— The End —