Sara fairmeal Jan 2015
The future lay next to me
Softly drifting to sleep
My future
Your future
Our future to keep
unnamed Dec 2014
My Future lay cradled asleep;
I kissed the sweet mouth and she smiled
My Future lay cradled asleep;
I kissed the sweet mouth and she smiled
Mike Hauser Nov 2016
Lay this poet down
When the time arrives
In a field of fresh cut words
On a bed of softened rhyme

Feel free to cover me
From my head down to my feet
In a poetic form to keep me warm
Perhaps a blanket of allegory

Place a silken sonnet pillow
Underneath my weary head
In a field of fresh cut words
On top a rhyming bed
Clindballe Oct 2014
Laying on a cold road
in the middle of the night
holding a strangers hand.

Looking up in the blue sky
even though no stars appear
we keep on looking up.

Laughing over nothing
and nothing else than
us doing nothing at 1am

Living like there is a tommorrow
to lay, look, laugh and live
a day more to share with him.
Written: October 3. - 2014
Nameless Aug 2014
As I open my eyes I see you laying there peaceful
I feel our psyches intertwined
I'm Memorised by us
I nudge you to feel your comforting embrace
And as planned you embrace me and fall into slumber soon
I'm awake but caught in a drowsy state of bliss and worry
I shouldn't be here with you
I don't belong to you
My focus upon you once again
I resist not to embracing you again
A comfort I'm willing to get lost in and never to return from
You embrace me once again
I close my eyes and we lay peacefully until the dawn
Timothy May 2016
When dreary days lay hold on me once more
     And dark the hours ahead stretch on for miles
     With all the best laid plans, like broken tiles
Shards of their usage lay now by the store.
My heart, it hurt so bad it tore, it tore,
     In half, and broke, and sank like window stiles
     Which now are gather'd, swept into neat piles
With all the remnants of the days of yore.

But yet the Lord almighty gives me hope,
   That He shall breathe new life inside of me;
   I trust one day His dear face I shall see
     In heav'n above, where lives eternal May.
'Til then, the lighter hours I grasp and cope,
     And live tomorrow as fresh as today.
( Petrarchan Sonnet )
© Timothy 9 May 2016
Olga Valerevna Sep 2014
When all the smoke exhales itself and leaves her breathing air
I beg your wretched fingers do unclench their tightened snare
The smallest kind of human be the finest one I know
And now that you have had your fill it's time to let her go
Control is something you can claim but only o'er yourself
your reach may travel far and wide but not to someone else
Today is gone, tomorrow leaves as quickly as it came
And even though the seasons break your heart remains the same
Remember what the world was like when she walked into yours
Although it's hard to see the way you did when she was born
for the father of a daughter
Stanley Zakyich Oct 2012
I lay there, just counting the spots on the ceiling,
reflecting upon this remote little feeling.
I toss in the bed and I try now to slumber,
but sleep will not come to me; sleep never does.

I try to stand straight but I notice I'm leaning.
I'm speaking these words and I don't know their meaning.
A smile is forming without any reason;
to keep up appearances, no clue to why.

I ask if you know where the keys are a hanging.
“They’re hung by the door,” as the fireworks are banging.
Explosions are filling my head like a thunder,
And sleep will not come to me; sleep never does.

I wake from the tossing and turning and dreaming.
The sunlight reflects off the moon and it’s beaming.
I look at her, smile, and I know there’s no treason.
Such happiness fills me and sleep comes at last.
After having trouble sleeping and trying to find out why, I thought maybe my depression had some connection to it; in this poem, that connection is indeed the problem. Originally inspired by a song my dad wrote.
Brody Thompson Oct 2012
Gonna throw away
The grin today.
Signs of agony
In the words I say.
Rid myself
Of joyous things,
Now a jester
After living like kings.

No use telling a lie
When you're about to cry.
Its only a matter of time,
Until you spill
The reason why.
Lost the trust,
So what's the use?
Unlace my shoes
And tie a noose.

Im not a straight shooter
But I've got a trigger finger.
The feeling of fear,
It loves to linger.
Nothing changes
If nothing changes,
Take control
When it rearranges.
Dont need
The dirty deeds,
Determining
Flowers from weeds.
Taking a walk
In a field of the land mine,
Your head isn't sleepy,
Dont lay it on the line.
Hoping2bhelpfull Jan 2014
As we lay in bed
I know we aren’t going to do it tonight
I can feel your hate
You don’t say anything
You don’t lie close to me
You’ve turned the other way
It’s been almost a year
Why are things going at this pace?
Now what?
Is it my job?
Am I not where I should be on your plan?
What is your plan?
I’ve never said no
I’ve let you spend all the money
You constantly plan all our weekends
This sucks
What am I doing here?
I can’t sleep
I feel like getting out of bed and watching more T.V.
But I will be exhausted in the morning if I do that.
I could turn on Skinemax
Then jack off and then come back to bed
Why can’t we get it on?
What is wrong now?
Should I buy you some jewelry?
I’ll have to put it on a credit card.
We had sex when I bought you that bracelet
We didn’t have sex when I took you out to dinner
When you’re happy you don’t seem to want to do it.
You don’t ever do it on Fathers Day or my Birthday
Are you gay?
Is it a chore?
You moan like you like it
Is that just an act?
Are you done with sex now?
Why am I here?
What’s in it for me?
Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
You are like a roommate
I had a roommate in college
That was pretty fun
We drank a lot more beer
And BBQ’d a lot more
He didn’t care if I left my shoes in the living room
I didn’t care if there was no dinner
I just ate out.
What’s in it for me?
Why am I here?
Are we now just roommates?
Let me know because now I can date
I won’t be going over to see you mother’s anymore
My weekends will belong to me.
Why do I feel sad?
You don’t seem sad
You’re now sound asleep
I’m going to get out of bed put on the T.V.
And then jack off and go to sleep
Why am I putting up with this?
Why do I have to get my kicks from a movie?
I have a wife
I should have to live this way?
Why am I here?
Am I too lazy to leave?
Am I kidding myself that this can still work?
How much longer can this go on?
If I met someone else would this happen again?
Leaving seems complicated
A bullet to my brain seems easier
Am I brave for staying?
Am I a pussy for not leaving?
Will I get a medal for surviving?
I think I am a pussy
Lyn Senz Nov 2013
Welcome to death
to what hides in that instant
when decision and courage meet

Welcome to pain
they wept for me
they tried to follow
and when I returned
I saw pain
dull pain
wretched pain
like bodies on fire
on a frozen lake
lay they lay
breathing death
while all the
world around them
mocks their agony


©1989 Lyn
Lay your sleeping head, my love,
Human on my faithless arm;
Time and fevers burn away
Individual beauty from
Thoughtful children, and the grave
Proves the child ephemeral:
But in my arms till break of day
Let the living creature lie,
Mortal, guilty, but to me
The entirely beautiful.

Soul and body have no bounds:
To lovers as they lie upon
Her tolerant enchanted slope
In their ordinary swoon,
Grave the vision Venus sends
Of supernatural sympathy,
Universal love and hope;
While an abstract insight wakes
Among the glaciers and the rocks
The hermit's sensual ecstasy.

Certainty, fidelity
On the stroke of midnight pass
Like vibrations of a bell,
And fashionable madmen raise
Their pedantic boring cry:
Every farthing of the cost,
All the dreadful cards foretell,
Shall be paid, but not from this night
Not a whisper, not a thought,
Not a kiss nor look be lost.

Beauty, midnight, vision dies:
Let the winds of dawn that blow
Softly round your dreaming head
Such a day of sweetness show
Eye and knocking heart may bless.
Find the mortal world enough;
Noons of dryness see you fed
By the involuntary powers,
Nights of insult let you pass
Watched by every human love.
Corthonyax Apr 2015
They are there,
Always, following
watching, waiting

Patient, calm
And collected

Out of your sight,
Making you think
That it's only
Deep inside your mind

But they are real,
Watching you,
From the shadows

Patiently waiting,
For the moment to come,
For the moment to strike
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