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A collaboration with Jack**

For within the veil of darkness
where shadows dance in place of light
Searching for answers…lost smiles
along a curved road of desperation…I reach for your hand

You, my anchor, my beacon of light
shine down on me this day
call my name over roars of bitter sorrow
so that I may chase its echo back to you

And of this night I sing your name
melodic whispers upon a moonbeam
slowly peering through a saddened haze…parting
illuminating the silhouette of your beauty

Then we shall dance upon stardust
our arms and hearts entwined
no more by darkness captured,
your loving hand in mine

Now as we touch I find this light is not of me,
not of moon glow shimmering on the mist,
nor stars twinkling on a velvet night, it glows of your smile
which I have so longed to see…once again
  Apr 2014 Zabada Zipporah
L
"God is love."
Is He?
Because according to God,
the love I feel is a sin.
It's wrong to feel so loved.
Is God love when I write love poems for another woman?
When she holds my hand,
is He love then?
An understanding God accepts all love.
Is God love?
theology makes a muse

**
Leigh
Zabada Zipporah Apr 2014
quite today, so loud inside my mind
thinking back on all the times
lies were scattered
looking at myself through the mirror
shattered
meant to live for so much more
lost in my mind behind this locked door
how can i continue in restrain?
with all these memories attacking my brain
how is it that i came here to close this door
and locked myself behind it?
this 360 circle cycle
now re-winded
im always stuck in my memories
Zabada Zipporah Apr 2014
darkness folds over me like the sheets
on the bed spread
i lay alone--sleep in the bed you left.
with my thoughts to myself in my head
all the rights and wrongs we've did
regrets so familiar for us
memories flashing past my eyes
leave me stuck
and i continue to tell you
enough is never enough
more, needing more and more love
i press the issue
you out step of you
and on me too
scenery of a man i never knew
i pray the skies wont drown me in blue
but the darkness (the darkness)
is inclosing like a coffin
literally laying in my death bed
when you just up and decide
you're not gonna be there
this poem is so old , but here it is
  Apr 2014 Zabada Zipporah
spacequeen
We dreamed of becoming more than what we were.
And we escaped in the smoke that filled the room.

Our souls trapped...
Jailed behind our ribcages.

So we sat there...
Changing out the records.
Mouthing all the lyrics.

Waiting for the perfect moment to speak words.
Those times never came...

Instead we became more silent.

Inhaling the smoke.
Exhaling it all the same.

And I sat there wondering what else was out there.

I felt so comfortable in your surroundings.
Too high to realize what was really going on.

I broke the cycle.
The routine of a roller coaster ride that wasn't fun.
Longing for something more.
Wondering if I deserved better.

Even when I thought you were the best...
I started to question that.

My love for you may never die...
But my addictions did.

My tears brought on the clouds.
And I had to follow the sun.

No more.
No more tears.
No more love to give to you.
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