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Tell me, oh rose,
How is it to love, as I am all ice.
How is it to care, giving breath to someone.
How is it to find the ideal, to defend with all of your strength.
Tel me, oh son of Earth,
How is it to trust, as my heart is broken.
How is it to close your eyes knowing that someone is there to guide.
How is it to tell all of truth without a single glance of fear.
*Tell me, oh raven

How is it to fly free, as my wings are worthless.
How is it to go where please, never meeting a wall.
How is it to be an ace, to never touch the ground.
tell me, oh daughter of Prometheus
How is it to fight brave, as I'm sitting weak.
How is it to to battle an army standing alone.
How is it to walk tall for ages without any help
Tell me, as I wonna feel again.
Tell me, as I wonna find a home.
Tell me, as I wonna rise again.
Tell me, as I wanna witness  Our Time.
Anthony Reid Mar 2012
Seems people gather round, to put another down, they wear the face that fits,
Deal into the game, an’ keep on castin' shame – to make sure all mud sticks.
I wonna see the strange, some mind among the maze – some heart true to itself,
A difference in the craze, a spark aside the blaze – a card without the tell.

Bickerin' an' plans, pickin' who holds hands – all lovin' when it loans,
Thicker than quick hands, your little clicks n' clans, all governed by the code.
Everyone their own, everyone on thrones – free of all known flaws,
Seems no-one is at home, 'least no-one I ain’t known – just take what isn't yours.

You’re puttin’ flags in dreams, you’re fresher than the breeze, you're free and standin' tall,
You're much more than you seem, you're deeper than the seas - can't see me I'm so small.
All good traits and thoughts, go pass 'em off as yours, you live that little lie,
More worthy than the cause, more righteous than all laws – go give until you die.

Rifts n’ rounds, same old sounds. I wish an’ I wait, an’ I hide every hate.
Twist n’ turn. You live – I learn. I sleep only to dream away nightmares I’ve seen.

You walk on those like me, want us to kiss your feet – like we've done all our lives,
Come show us how you're there, blow some of that hot air – an’ hide a pitied light.
The feet keep passin' by, beneath familiar skies, they're drownin' out the sounds,
Of anyone who tries, or anyone who cries - or anythin' so loud.

Although we're each our own, although we each have grown, although we're all of soul,
You dither like a drone, to that unending tone - like all the set in stone.
When speakin' of the said, you put all else to bed, that fails to fight your cause,
When tellin' of your tolls, you dwell on all that holds you high with due applause.

Drop it in a mention, steer all that attention, to the fact you're sublime,
When reminiscin' deeds, be sure to drop the steeds, that bore you to the line.
I wanna stop you all, so you can hear the call, and dawn a better day,
I wanna drop the ball, want everything to fall, I want another way.

The cares I keep keep runnin’ deep. There’s an ocean of thought, but a drop have you caught.
I give – you take, You bounce – I break. An abundance of dreams, but a glimpse have you seen.

Sittin' on my own, suddenly I'm old, can’t name a likened friend,
Tryin' to recall, the day I took this fall, when real life became pretend.
Once I knew I could, once I knew of love, but now I know it's spent,
'Shouldn't haves' and 'shoulds' - with befriendees and bloods – I don't know where I went.

They brag of their intents, and never implement – but minds my mouth calls great,
I sit and complement – few words of which are meant – there's nothin’ left to take.
I'm 'Mr. Doesn't Fight', been 'Mr. Too Polite' – it's all they now expect,
I want them faded sights, I wanna live my life – I'm tired of living less.
Tyler Aaron Bugh Mar 2012
masonry leaves, firecombs,
fire of guts. passion

hair scratch of dying flags
I want a place to knive dive
Into something now

The time is borne
The corn is milkened  the almonds filled
Oklamnic breeze fading
Less than the morrow flajakling is
Getting more understandable

Walking up dawn

The things of our pasts are merging
Confronting
We’re loving the cracked tiles
Of our foundations

But…

All the tears of the savanna
Drip into the cold pool
At the bottom of my heart
I wonna down a bottle fast
Stare at the sun till everything disappears
and all is warmth and light
but the sun of the old yard feels gone
forever
I wonna go so far away
Wonna live behind
Liar's city painted grey

Gonna search for a desire
gotta be a place where
Luck herself shall me inspire

Gotta never ever get back
gotta travel on in search
of place where sky is always black

Shoulda take my turn
Shoulda just go on
so i can make it past the point of no return
stephen mastel Nov 2015
she is one in a billion coz a million is not on her level
no word can describe her coz she puts me above the see level
i even don't know what to call her coz beautiful is her first name
in beauty she got no competition she is a couch in the game.

she don't make headlines she is the headline
when she moves she makes everything stop like she is a deadline
she is sweet when I got no stew with her wonna dine
coz every thing she got is so divine.
Marquelle H Nov 2014
Their is no love in the mist but i just discoverd a beatiful myth but baby i wonna lean in only if you let me but give me a beatufil kiss just so you know what my heart is saying..****** my heart with my own sword and i'll be the responcible one for my own death..live one hundread years until you take your last breath of life....if you see love in my eyes but my heart does not have love in my soul  **** me with no Love
I didnt know what to write so i just wrote what i felt about Love
Purity Kimani Oct 2016
It started with a flashy diamond ring
Which he put on my *******
Call me a gold-digger but I love shiny,precious and expensive stones on my skin
I definitely said YES.

And before I even updated my facebook status
Or ***** about it with my girlfriend
I was halfway on a trip to meet my in-laws
And then the rules began flowing in
The do’s and dont’s

I tried to change
Oh yes i Did

Tried biting my tongue often
so his friends would love me
Wearing the dresses he liked
To portray his flashy lifestyle
Laughing at his dry,stupid jokes
Ain't that what loyal girlfriends do?

I couldn’t even drink my favorite beer
Or my favorite tequila shots
Dance my troubles away like crazy
Whats would his mates say?
‘Good girls drink wine, clean,
Cook and wait for the man to come home’ He said so.

So I decided to try and change
Sat through his boring meetings
Let him do all the talking
Let him take care of me
Ask for permission when going out
And report when I get back home
Pick his calls at the first ring
I let him own me.

I was in heaven but only for a short time
His claws started showing
Lies, games and his real character
And lots of baby mamas’

It hit me a little too late
In my effort to please him and everyone else,
I had lost myself,my dreams, my freedom
I had forgotten how beautiful and ambitious I am
For what?
Love? A piece of diamond?
Hell no!
I can buy tones of shiny gems on my own.

I gladly let him walk away
I was sad for a moment
Then back to the happy gal I always was.

Being single ain’t a disability
so take all the time you need
till you get where you wonna be.
Kiprotich vinny Jul 2018
I am always in the other side of law,
Crime is part of me,
I don't care even a bit,
I was born in the slums, where crime is a daily chore,
Perhaps that is why I am who I am

My thoughts are all about pushing someone to the wall,
All because I am a victim of destiny
I wonna get there 'dead' or alive,
Destiny which has been tempered with,

In crime hypocrites masterminds my downfall,
I know them pretty well,
Involved in almost every kind of sin, I have learned a thing
Though in crime, change is another hard story
My performance in it's inner sanctum has never been in doubt,
stephen mastel Nov 2015
By the show of hands, how many wonna attend my funeral


not that am joking but doctors have proved am suffering from success


they said its a strange disease coz its only symptom are blessings in excess


its not communicable nor viral its acquired spiritually.







I don't rock Versace but my worn out t-shirts reveals my healthy body


sometimes I walk naked but am blessed coz I always afford to wear a smile


my name don't appear on the phobes list but  God is the author of my story


I don't dine with kings I dine with the king of kings am sorry
Mark kenny Jan 2020
Don't you think that life could go sideways
Until you realize you have another dimension to living anyways.

But you are afraid of entering a phase you know nothing about
The dark side won't look more like a fiction or a rollercoaster
It would be a phase you wonna cast away until look closer.

The side you are currently facing might be where you get closer with yourself
Don't look far the dark side is just a way to tap into your inner self
Don't flinch when the ideas start poping in because you might lose yourself
Relax and enjoy how embracing your inner self can bring light to yourself
The dark side is a reflection of who you are scared to look at when you see yourself.
Don't cast away the part of yourself that you need the most.

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