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Luke Nov 2014
breathless lingers
untwines
this tangle
kittyka Apr 2013
as i travel across strange plains
along bumpy roads
bouncing on my seat
as i look past my window
focused through the maze of
branches ... through tiny keyholes to paradise
searching for creature iv only seen through glass walls
even with reflex i cant control
the accidental blink of an eye
could rob me of treasures
i cold carry till i die
yet again luck fails me
yet again iv tried
then again i wont be gone
yet gone for long again
i will be back with sparkling hope
to search through the maze again
those tiny gateways to paradise
where creatures beyond those walls dwell in blinded bliss
happy as they are till an other traveler
same thought as mine sees past the ordinary
into that world that untwines
Francisco DH Oct 2013
But now things seem to be hanging on a thread, a thread that slowly untwines, slowly slips from its bonds.
I am not sure how to take this. To be happy that my hands will soon be unbound or be concern that it’s happening all too quickly.
And it seems as if this thread can’t be prevented from losing its grip amongst the others.
I am helpless but then again, isn’t that a good thing?
Ease into the notion
As easy as
a simple sigh

Soft as a three year old's
why

Condensation
          so
condesending

Four finger high
ease on by , bye bye

Sweet whiskey sky
Pinks and stays
Even the frays
slip away into the
ghost

A sip in time untwines
the lies
as the woods ignite in fireflies

Ooooooh , as the misery soothes my brain
and banishes my pain

Now the afternoon
warmth goes running after
the sun

My glorious moment chills in the black velvet
much like a Black Russian
drives me insane in jealousy

numbingly . . . cold .
Zach Kelso Apr 2016
No matter how hard I try,
The knot never untwines.
All I want is the release,
I envy those that can.

My heart is a valve,
Tightly shut and un-opening.
Pain goes in, tears should come out.

Each day it comes undone.
I feel like the chaos is coming.
To lose control is to be vulnerable.

I'm scared of feeling,
the world is my worse nightmare.

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