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Love whispers upon a breeze
as I feel your soul touch mine,
savoring every sweet word
like the taste of honeyed wine.

Let the moon and stars witness
loves pure and greatest design,
as two souls come together
and gracefully combine.

Take me into your arms
embrace me through the night,
love me until dew soaked flowers
sparkle in the morning light.
~
wordvango Oct 2017
suppose peace gonna overcome
someday?
I've tried to help old ladies
bums
been a **** drunk discovering
the bottom
my self
given my heart soul and money
to orphaned animals
try to give forward

draw peace signs
in hidden places
and all caps LOVE
I hide in library books about the
holocaust
at times

I've sat giving lectures to the birds
to ants to trees, leaving traces
of my heart at their
root
and they seemed to listen
be aware of man's atrocities
clap applaud at times

I've been a minstrel
self-ministered
drawn on theologies
and  pathology
drawn and painted every self-portrait
I could while seeing
nothing

deeper
or wiser than
a sunbeam through limbs on the green
soft grass  near a calm stream
hearing her flowing musics
and cried among the bird chirps
and watched for hours
ants toil

trying so hard
so hard
to recognize
You were always the pen
that bled life, onto my empty pages,
you are every single page, that holds a memory,
you have always been the inspiration, to all my love phrases.

And you never knew…

It was always your fingertips
that I longed to feel, softly caress me,
always your image that has refused to be erased,
you have always been, every single page that holds a memory.

And you never knew…

It was you, whom I longed for,
you who I desired to caress my face,
always you, who bled life onto all my empty pages
and it was always only you, whom my memory refused to erase.

And you never knew… It’s always been you…
wordvango Oct 2017
Fifty-nine hard seems short now years
today heard about a massacre
Fifty-eight, so far have died,
all strangers to the psychopath
who mowed them down
and I sat stunned crying
then heard about Tom
and tears fell down my face over my hands
fifty-nine known just today lives taken
so much more I sit listening to Last dance
with Mary-Jane
thinking of  everyone who died today
and didn't make the news but
i cry anyways
wordvango Oct 2017
You know sometimes, I don't know why
But this old town just seems so hopeless
I ain't really sure, but it seems I remember the good times
Were just a little bit more in focus
But when she puts her arms around me
I can somehow rise above it
Yeah, man when I got that little girl standin' right by my side
You know, I can tell the whole wide world "shove it!" Hey!

Here comes my girl, here comes my girl
Yeah, and she looks so right; she is all I need tonight

Every now and then I get down to the end of the day
And I have to stop and ask myself why I've done it
It just seems so useless to have to work so hard
And nothin' ever really seems to come from it

And then she looks me in the eye and says
"We're gonna last forever"
And man, you know I can't begin to doubt it
No, cause it just feels so good, and so free, and so right!
I know we ain't never gonna change our minds about it - hey!

Here comes my girl, here comes my girl
Yeah, and she looks so right, she is all I need tonight
(Watch her walk)

Every time it seems like there ain't nothin' left no more
I find myself having to reach out and grab hold of something
Yeah, I just catch myself wondering, waiting, worrying
About some silly little things that don't add up to nothin'

And then she looks me in the eye and says
"We're gonna last forever"
And man, you know I can't begin to doubt it
No, cause it just feels so good, and so free, and so right!
I know we ain't never gonna change our minds about it - hey!

Here comes my girl, here comes my girl
Yeah, and she looks so right, she is all I need tonight..
Fly Tom. Don't try to fight it. Just I hope you realize how you touched so many.
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