"laughting" poems
Metalic and Cold
press to my veins
in a coveted hold
your kiss is my lead
you help my stead
you clear the fright inside me
If only for a moment
you transfix me
the rise of scarlet waves
it splits the seas
only for me
my freedom lovers light
The calm washes down
to my frown
lift up
pure like holly water
to panting breath
you give me yet the sight
high as a laughting cloud
You save me yet
a mighty net
sterling clean and sharp
my friend your intuition
Lets me stay in commision
My
Blood Drops
For Me
To See
Jan 28, 2014
Jan 28, 2014 at 6:02 PM UTC
I don’t know if I can survive through this month. Everything seems just the same and I’m asking myself if this was how my dad used to felt like.
You keep laughting.
I don’t know if I can survive through this week. People are becoming invisible despite the fact that I keep hearing them say in my dreams: wake up.
However, your unstopping laugh is so much lauder.
I don’t know if I can survive through this day. I’m spending my time thinking on ways to scape from this prisons that I live within myself.
And you’re still laughing inside my head.
Sep 8, 2017
Sep 8, 2017 at 12:40 PM UTC