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Lucanna Oct 2012
what kind of a person would you be without the threat of consequence?**

Vindictive
Sneaky and seductive
Luring every lost man
that stumbles into my undeniable grip
I'd wrap them tight with my blonde tresses
and tangle them with burning kisses
Leaving them stagnat--stuck
weaping for more
I would be a beautiful siren
singing softly to sailors
destroying their blue and gold
just to get to you

If there were no consequences
I'd love you with all my heart
Instead of being such a ******* idiot
wasting time on sailors, and models

Instead of fighting happiness with angry closed fists
The consequences of being vulnerable.
Fey May 2022
night has befallen your eyes agleam,
iris casting shadows on those unseen -
falling, falling deep; darling, dearest
my gaze will catch you from the darkest pits - you
crestfallen, asleep - weaping on the tower's peak.

© fey (27/05/22)
Jana Clay Oct 2018
She danced in the moonlight dazzle by the sun, she wanted her dreams to come true no matter what she was going through...
The Fire within kept her dancing even when she was burned, broken and weak the chemo only made her sleep... only to be told she can’t dance anymore they will have to take her ***** she felt naked on the dance floor... lost and alone in her zone her Fire Pink was completely gone!
As the sunset and the skies turned orange, red and Pink she asked God “ Please Take This Cancer Away From Me”!!!! Weaping with sorrow all she could think about was hair that was falling out everywhere..
Her last tear touched the ground as an Angel appears with Fire Pink in his hand , he reached through her solar plexus to light the Spark that was Dimmed. Fire Pink dances free now she touches those who are sleep.

By, Jana Maxwell Clay dedicated to my Auntie Danielle Denise Duckett
Sara Jan 2018
I want to tell you about the time I jumped.
The time I became my biggest fear
And conquered.
I want to tell you of the white curtains that tried to sweep over my eyes, and
How I summoned that aguish

I want you to know
It wasn't made right straight away
Blood, screams, tears whirled first
In my face on my body,
A weight of dread coming from her mouth
Holding my arms down.

But then still.

A peace took residence in the air, creating an earthly dull hum
A constant murmur, hypnotising
The knots out of our backs
The beast in my stomach,
to surrender

I want to tell you
I felt safe,
But then I would not be credible to you
And my words could be dismissed.

Now, the truth spilled
Her tongue no longer licks my legs, purple
Nor do I  wake with my knuckles numb
I take what I have coming, happy and sad

Both, the vibrant beat
To my weaping heart
Ruthie Dec 2010
where were all those dreams we had so many years ago
seasons change as does everything left inside we grow
slide on next to me I'm just a human being
I just need someone to ecko in my unknown future seeing

You say it's untrue the fact not theory he died for you
as unprepared you are for a disaster or suprise so you are
just as you will be when time comes to trim your lamp
in that moment all eyes will be open and truth uncovered

Then comes the stamp in your forehead and hand
From darkness driven to end what has been given
without blemish or spot they denied him
now they sit in the inferno and rot

Eat drink and be merry for tomorrow we die
little do they know the soul remains aglow
the spirit prevailing one way
the spirit prevailing another

Now is the time to understand and thrive
He is the purpose for all we feel that is good
never doubting the raw and absolute untainted truth
always being diligent to tell and remain

It is in deep sadness I will say all will not make it that fatefull day
demons devour lives turn sour what appeared  bliss before
now turned to vile so greatly impure '
we all our entitled to be what we may"

Now weaping and gnashing of teeth
satan and demons surround as a wreath
in deception and slay they now know they turned away
from somthing that could have saved them

Don't ever deny the end will arrive
maybe tomorrow so put away your sorrow
allow your heart to ripen let your savior in
you know it's true from every being within

I am writing to warn not discourage
never lose hope for we all fall short, have courage
don't be decieved study to show yourself approved
overcome and conquer we can win this
I have my armour do you?

Saint Ruth~

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Saint Ruth
Samantha Steele Jan 2012
When she lies
He cries

When he lies
She cries

Sorrow filling the air
The sound of silent weaping

They were once so happy
So content

He told her the truth
She gave him execuses

Wraped in a world of hurt
Eyes leeking liquid

Unable to escape
This spinning wheel of hurt
Devin Ortiz Oct 2015
What is the right ending?

Murders of crows sing
Prophetic tales

An evil man, in righteous body
Waiting eternities, to leave a wake
Of ruins, oracles weaping
The fall of man.

This false world,
Twist apart the flesh
Fighting, torn to pieces
To encapsulate, the intent

Fiendish resonates in the chest
A word, spoken by strangers
Summoning, to their ignorance
The mad king

Howling vibrations grasp
At the walls lining the throat
Where booming echoes
Locate the delusions.

Words, chain the beast.
The maniac cackles,
Taunting in the cells.
Always ready, always waiting.
Ruthie Aug 2010
where were all those dreams we had so many years ago
seasons change as does everything left inside we grow
slide on next to me I'm just a human being
I just need someone to ecko in my unknown future seeing

You say it's untrue the fact not theory he died for you
as unprepared you are for a disaster or suprise so you are
just as you will be when time comes to trim your lamp
in that moment all eyes will be open and truth uncovered

Then comes the stamp in your forehead and hand
From darkness driven to end what has been given
without blemish or spot they denied him
now they sit in the inferno and rot

Eat drink and be merry for tomorrow we die
little do they know the soul remains aglow
the spirit prevailing one way
the spirit prevailing another

Now is the time to understand and thrive
He is the purpose for all we feel that is good
never doubting the raw and absolute untainted truth
always being diligent to tell and remain

It is in deep sadness I will say all will not make it that fatefull day
demons devour lives turn sour what appeared  bliss before
now turned to vile so greatly impure '
we all our entitled to be what we may"

Now weaping and gnashing of teeth
satan and demons surround as a wreath
in deception and slay they now know they turned away
from somthing that could have saved them

Don't ever deny the end will arrive
maybe tomorrow so put away your sorrow
allow your heart to ripen let your savior in
you know it's true from every being within

I am writing to warn not discourage
never lose hope for we all fall short, have courage
don't be decieved study to show yourself approved
overcome and conquer we can win this
I have my armour do you?
Saint Ruth~
Rodolfo Facio Jr Nov 2011
555
Baby, my hearts been breaking.
I'm here writing from a room.
its dark here, and the little light there is, is harsh.
I want to be under the blanket of void.
I want to have a word with you under the stars.
You.
Me.
The stars.
Look around.
Are you alone?
Even if you are, you aren't.
I've infiltrated the cloudy skies you call thought.
I've been to this place, touched the radiant hot sand.
Eyes burn like twin suns.
Hot,white,flash.
Flames are not anger, or pain.
Flames are passion, and I know it was here.
Its still warm.
Ash on ground.
Subject to your yearning.
When i laughed you smiled under a weaping woman.
This jukebox plays your emotions.
Give me a quarter, ill make you miss me.
Give me a dollar, you'll ask if your crazy.
They say crazy people couldn't ask that question.
Take no heed...they'll never know how crazy we get.
and by we, i mean you
and by you, i mean them
and by them, i mean we.
We.....
We do give it all
We dont get it back
and were giving all that we have
and depression leads to awareness.
Kasaundra Watta May 2010
the pitted feeling
in my stomach
like no one
would ever have shame
for the cutting,
burning, and weaping
and giving others the blame

because they
can't handle the guilt
for this is
an unbearable pain
which calms
my weakened soul
and it just
keeps happening again

the blood
and tears of sorrow
begin to fall
like everlasting rain
whole arm
weakened to the touch
and the ****** red
makes me go insane

looking at
the cuts and gashes
that tears apart
the open wounded heart
she regrets every scar
but wont stop
because this is
an unfinishing start
Inspired by Dakota *******lt;3
C A Jan 2013
Broken pieces lay here on this bed of withered petals
Left to sink into the weight of emptiness
Weaping in the face of defeat for months, even years
Arrogance walked away from the only real thing that ever was
Innocent eyes plead for comfort in the mirror, all alone
But life rearranges itself into perfectness
Miscalculated steps and accidents lead to simple pleasure
As blue eyes smiled shyly first
I smiled back, for the first time in long while
Zeus Isabel Apr 2016
The Masquerade Man

He lives, Laughs, & Loves like the thunderous seas, but sometimes it's not quite enough. Yearning for more,  Guidelessly He roams to no avail. In search for the things that make him feel alive. Yet He fails to see He is ensnared in His own lies. Bounded by the reckless & ruthless flames of influence, He is constantly molded into shells of His older self. Day by Day He awakes with a Mind manifested by false pretense. He realizes new ways to Equalize with His surroundings are becoming as Unbearable as Raging Hurricanes Decimating his Soul. So He shoots for the Stars, Aiming to recapture His grace. And to no Avail, He continues to Roam guideless like the weaping winds hoping to one day Find His place.
Snow,
At least I think that that’s your name.
Falling like glitter in the wind.
So pale and simplistic.
Yet beautiful all the same.

See Google says you are
Atmospheric water vapour frozen into ice crystals and falling in light white flakes.
But even Google makes mistakes.

You are more than just evapourated water,
Encapsulated in cloud,
Left to freeze in the bitter cold,
Then fall through harsh winds
Roaring loud.

You are the evapourated sweat of a man in battle,
Ripping through the torsoes of his enemies.

You are the tears wiped from the face of a heartbroken lover.
You are the bitter screams of a child bearing mother.

You are memories,
You are the force of a thousand energies.

Snow they do not know what I know,
That’s why they undermine you so.

You are the toxic gases of a man racing through time and space,
To get to the airport in time to hold his lover in embrace

You are the bath houses of the past,
The sins of the present,
And the weaping repentance of the future.

You are every drop of blood spilt in the sands of time,
You are a poets every rhyme.

You are more than just ice encapsulated in cloud,
Falling in harsh winds,
Roaring loud.

See I have fallen through clouds,
And theyre just air,
A reminder of the force that keeps them there.

Im not talking about gravity,
Or of gods built on human depravity.

Snow they do not know what I know,
Thats why they undermine you so.

You are the squeals of joy,
Of the Indian boy who’d never seen you.
You are the rustling of leaves that lay beneath you.

You are the sweat and passion of lovers as they press against each others skin.
You are the water of those who aim to wash away their sin.

You are all this, I know
Dreams of winter told me so.
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Destinyy Jan 2015
A smile upon her face, days filled with laughter but her nights filled with tears. No one seems to notice or just don't care. She puts up a wall so no one could ever hurt her again. She never got to close to anyone because she learned at a young age no one is permanent, everyone eventually leaves. She trys her best to be happy but every once in a while she'd break down at 2am weaping and gasping for air. Secretly wishing someone knew just how miserable she truly is. She trys so hard to distract her self from the pain she feels, by drinking and smoking. But no matter how hard she tried, she'd still feel the pain even worse then before. The only thing keeping her here is her family because they'd only blame themselves but the thing they don't know is you cant save someone from their own thoughts
Conar McVicker Apr 2016
Dropped neath a shattered dream of rose and silk
My toiled self a strain at staying bright
I wept along the stones under the gale
And spent an eon weaping in the night

Now my rainy nights beget to days
But yet my road is covered in a haze
I hope to rend the fire in my breast
To dry the field and join the men in dress

My uniform is stained with soot and ash
And how I wish the awful noise would pass
It shakes my bones with shrieking silent still
With clouds a'building side my rotten shed
To turn the world all upon its head

But yet the fire wreaths my flesh in flame
And gives me cause to hold on to a name
To fight for self and other is at hand
I hope you never have to understand
grumpy thumb Nov 2016
Petals weaping to the floor
so softy goes his sorrow
among the throng
sinking into silent folds
of rushing strangers
and weary busy waitresses
that trample the petals
as if hearts don't matter.
She would have gathered them
risking crushed fingers and peculiar glances,
and gently place them in her pocket
until home
to save them between book pages,
or the bruised ones for perfume.
She would have noticed him,
he knew
and did once.
neth jones Nov 2017
here we are
wiffs and flavours
readings for life ;
rotting
weaping
daring and musing
tentacle tips
flinches
impulse ;
charge
to the senses
of a greater being.
Ellen Dec 2017
Long time ago
A single sin rotted her karma
She had stolen her sister's most loveable item
A long angelic white dress.

In the silverness of moonlight
One dress would become scarlet red
She walked steadily towards her
With only anger shining through her michievious eyes

Now humming like a scarlet ibis
she weaping hapilly
walks towards her pray
knowing that the dress will always be scarlet
Helen Carter Jun 2018
She’s silent but loud,
Screaming for help.
Although no one hears her,
I do.
She’s alone but has me.
No friends but me.
Forever in her head.
Thoughts.


There isn’t a cloud in the sky but it’s raining.
She’s calling your name,
You don’t hear her.
She’s crying but not making a sound.
She’s sad, but excited.
Soon to be reunited with him.
Forever in her mind.
Him.

Weaping tears of sorrow,
Missing you is her only regret,
But yet she loved you so,
Enough to give her easily broken heart to you.
Forever in her mind.
You.
While everybody jokin
They got the pistol smokin
Soldiers totin-
Rounds of ammunition
Setting up for the commission
United states ambition wishin'
They could intervene
With North Korea system
But fools aint listen
Now they got missles in place
Wars and rumors of wars
Taking soar
North Korea going to give
A Vietnam round two
Draft part two what you gone do
America when they silence you
All you dumb hypocrites sit
And think this nation
Is sooo powerful but only powerful
By what they show to you
Only bold on tv screens
And when the rooms green
But we all know who's really keen
Nations waking up to the corrupt
America just getting set up
Cant wait til the bombs burst in air
People gasping for air
Looking for a savior but he aint there
Hells unleashing on earth
Demons takin more birth
For what its worth
But most aint catching on?
Still playing that same ol song
That star bangled banner been gone
Out the ballpark the ******* goes
As foes make way for our doors
Knock knock is the sound of a glock
Helpless souls weaping
For redemption but its no exemption
Because the president dont care
Aboit your jurisdiction
Fighting with your neighbor
Left to right black to white
Indian to mexican asian to palestinian
Its just a tactics so you can reenact it
Psychological warfare
Played on your very mind
Through different signs
Vibrant colors influence your soulwithout your control
Muthaphukkkaz know who the real enemy is?
Learn the game and reach your kids *** the bid is up
America getting ready to pay up
Wake up fools aint stop being mule
Cuz youll drown
And be a victim of painful clown
Runner Feb 8
Violent flash of lightning
Raging river
Thunderous clap
Sky weaping
Burst of wind
Trees rustling
Not a stray in sight
Yo before I let my tape pops I'll let the beat drops
Fears for all of my hating peers shine a spear
Pierce the skies with my wisdom ties wise
Beyond my wonder years I'll die young and hung
Glory over fame same ol same sip champagne
Victory mane lion instincts suckas dont get a blink
From me only when my pistol needs company
Full force resurrection souls up for collection
No protection god the father made me peasant
Found pleasures pains treasured over measured
By society's pin point I stay with the sharpest anoint
Told yall I spark heads without meeting of a joint
Appoint by the spiritual supreme justice just as
Let the music blast til ya touches the cast everlast
Make ya hop around it's a show down underground  
But I tied to the rituals I'm mystical crack sell miracles
Huh yall fools ain't living it cristal I'm spilling it
Icy cup interrupt the corrupt the 6th jackson on a come up
Travel east of 99 you'll fine the great beast of all time
Standing in line with the kings and queens that shine
What's a light without no shine back no spine decline
My wills took the crossroads of Elijah miss the fire
My desire higher learning from thai burning turning
Ya braincells welcome to yosef hell where all fails
Melanins swell no fairytales survived Gods spell well
Cuz I learn the gospels of thomas yo tomorrows never promised
Born in this world as angel ***** then later turned into a demon
Got me plotting like a scheming triple teaming no fleeing
Souls capture from the eye of the rapture hurricane
Carter smarter what about the sons to the daughters
Humanity slaughter my triple 6 kiss all you ******* wishlist
A downplayed to uplay bring astray with no delays melees
Of the streets go unrest civil liberties put to an attest yes
I dont stress the ******* I rather use tools and ****
And I may not be like nas the don but I'm still a sun
Shining intellects with my lyrical text super threat cold inject
Bullets from heaters collect dont join deaths continuing sets
Cools as funzaerli wear pelle pelle girls keep they hands on my belly tryna feel me
See what's weighed below me ***** ya dont own me
Switch scenery mayne from harris to Paris dejavu crews
I blues Junior Walker Miles Davis Mingus black sinner ladies
It's crazy off the rip take a trip see how many beats I can rip!!!!







Oh yeah they thought I was done but I'm still a don
Referenced by the falling ones see tears in a gun
Sweating armageddon I ain't letting suckas betting
against my will I'll just chill til my soul feels
The moons minstrels cycle check the title rivals
Putting up numbers but in the end they catch slumbers
From gun runners can you feel pains happiness bliss
Lifes a ***** so it's hard to switch and break a glitch
Tricks are for kids that's why I refocused my bids
Twice the size of Solomon wives so check the beehives
Never played jive all the way live twins collars
Jachin and Boaz impalas blueprint dollars scholar
Of the ghetto cathedral eradicate the faces of evil
Different sigils drawn up mazes that frankie dazes
Living the golden time of phases still amazes me
Monk discipline see the bravery in my pen ship slavery
Master of the words vocals jumped on board as I hoard  
All of the souls out of control ice on my pinky rings clings
All the kitties in the ring sound the bell escape through jail
If all else fails I'll still prevail goetias tactics never fail
Sitting on the third rail forreal grinding shining
My candle amongst the dark see all visions get parked
Sparked from seeds of Noah I'll show you a boa
Constrict the perfect hits no **** we flip a grips
Not a blood or crip but I'll make crip from the blood  
Seaping body weaping weighting for the devils meeting
Paimon gave me many damiens but then again offers
Made from writing on the red rose pink candles parch papers
Escape the luscious vapors of reality yall fools killing me
Same hatred made before me see my CDs sitting nice
Welcome to the 5th rock from the sun wheres the sunshine
Dimensions intervention mxylsplk snaps ya to detention
Gain strength from minors I'm a true forty niners
Make ya feel like the death of Colchese when I release
I see a beast far from savage above the average havoc
Loves to see adversaries leech souls cant be breached
As I reach to a higher peak mc Everest never rest
As I cup the mic likes it's my baby dark scrilla catchin scabies
Carly jo Jan 2019
What was light rain is now the start of a cold and fearful storm.

The heavy downpour of water
Drenching my long dark hair
And making it stick to my cold freckled cheeks.

The rain hitting the pavement like the shattering of breaking glass.
The melody of a broken heart.

Desperately seeking the calm and steadiness of my melonchaly thoughts I
grow nearer to my home.

I’m not prepared for the war on the other side of the door.
The knocking of an egotistical battle.
Throwing hate like cold stones.
Tearing apart each other’s flesh to see who can cut the deepest.

Im weaping quietly because I start to
Forget what it is I’m fighting for.

When did our heaven become our hell?
I see them peeping i see them winking
I see pain full of cries fiery eyes
Weaping
Seeking an eternal place for my head case
Casket is an entry to another dimension
Feeling strengthen now my mind lengthen
To heights i could reach and now I'm hopin'
My tears cant replace your tears of fears
Its crystal clear I wish I could hold you near
My soul is moving out of control console
Now im feeling blue smoking green
My love for you on earth will always fiend
People day in people day out shouting out
Who's the greatest and who's the weakest seeking
Moral approval from others they don't know
Or show only in statistics laid in front of a box
A lighted hypnotist telling them to dream on
Dream of other peoples fantasy when they
Indeed are slaves themselves to money it's funny
How they call the economically disadvantage
Poor and the economically advantage rich
When it's based of class of old school leadership
Business as usual bigs guys hoovering the little guys
First lie is they say you can be anything you want to be
But later you become exactly what you don't wanna be
They fake themselves so much they make believe they're
Happy they aren't happy at all not at all downfall
Of family values and uprise of Independence
Virtue used to be patient now its stamped with dependence
Meaningless things that used to have value now have none its alone in the corner
Like the first life taken mistaken for a ******
Or could it be the eternal judge making a grudge
With the underground like job and the boils
The closest friends come as a snake coiled
But back to this fictitious reality to arrest your mentality
If it were so great then why is everyone lost
If it is so pleasing why is everyone depressed
Stressed through the week then by the weekend
There weaken now family feud begins subliminally
They program the television to start your fantasy
You think youre not being controlled look
At your self in the mirror you'll see a faceless figure
Pinned to the corner of the top left top right
Bottom left to the bottom right delight
Tryna to center your sight without smite
Despite what others may think you mold
Yourself with the invisible colors painted
Across your weaping stainless clear tears
The pains speaks but the conscious reeks
Foul smells because the subconscious prevailed
Driven by an immovable force instincts
Claiming they're yours when it's others instinct
They drawed you to their conclusion
Mistaken for your own so give a dog bone
Watch him play with it lay with it pick at it
Then after all is done and bored hell let stand
There to rot where soon is all forgot spot
Waiting for the new toy waiting for a decoy
That's use folks moving like dogs looking for a new device
Life we chew on then we spit it out when we want change
Then hope for a new toy a job to bail us out when we was robbed
No justice because just as you signed the contract
They gave it to written in all black bold letters
Small print written at the bottom so no sentiment
That's they way it goes ism runs this domain
So many tears so many fears through these tattoo tears
I wish you could here my pain sighing from the rears
This atmosphere ain't nothing but hell as it appears
As I steer hatred wheel still tryna survive my black will
And I'll still be ready for my body to chill suckas always ****
The real anytime you speak on the real man of steels
Put my faith in Copperfield instead of the Gods who feels?
No mercy no pain author of confusion mayne pain
Seems to follow us everywhere we go I cant grow a muscle
Same movements sun tzu mentality residence hesitance
Cuz the deaths distance is killing me tryna see the eternity  
Will they bury me a g or will they let me die a soldier easily
In the battlefield see the ****** tunnels my vision funnels
Life and death been ******* since the beginning they winning
No matter through goodness or sinning I'm still pending
My skills to a broken feel no more can we be real pills
To **** to meditate a conscious the nonsense so intense
Straddling the fence tryna hop over the deaths residence
But it seems so attracted fear seems attracted to success
How can i be blessed when everyday I'm faced with new stress
I guess the bigger the pockets see how they change the topics
Focused on my prophets this the life of yosef through the devils optics
Cant stop it I shook the cane bit the ways of the enslaved man
Who are we? We dont even own thee ourselves weighing curses
Over the same scriptured verses when will we see the hearses
Thousands of flowers weaping souls in the hour ready to shower
Fake love ain't no love no peace just the belly of the beast
I was release now i got peace holding a ****** swords
Listen to the words and stop nodding ya head to chorus

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