.The echo of clinking metal resounds and vibrates along the hillsPulsing, pounding like a heartbeatYou, mounted on your trusted steedYou, wrapped in your armorNoble man of strength and honorMany battles have thou fought and wonRough and worn and torn asunderThou hast returned to...
on a sunny afternoon
The ringing laughter
The warmth of wonder
The innocence of simplicity
The hopes and dreams that trail in your wake
Bittersweet kisses in my mind
You take the happiness I would give
The sweetness I would share
The softness I would feel
With an open heart
pulsing life within me
For all those steps I thought to take
I let you hold me back
You whisper slyly in my ear
I feel your breath, warm, yet I shiver
Words of seduction like "don't," "can't"
You bound me tightly, safely, securely
shadows fall across a barren landscape devoid of hope
scattered shards of broken dreams lay glimmering in the fitful light
my heart rent asunder, it`s contents fall away bleeding into the parched earth
no dreamer wakes this day, no light beckons this weary soul
the wonder of it...
The odd texture of certainty
My mind strokes it hesitantly
Aware of its fragility
Before my eyes flash vignettes
We always seek proof...
He's looking into my eyes and laughing
He's enjoying me
There is no hollow ring of falsehood
I feel the...
one caring enough
But it's probably too late too
I'm gone, take it easy enter my trough
You sweat faster, over it yet you still mention her
You're a big loser, better yet a cougar
See me in the trough, resentment to depression can't get enough
But do you still have some birthday cake?
I'll pay you back someday.
I just slept through your call,
Nothing more, that was all.
I hope you can forgive me,
For stealing your moms aderral.
Yeah I know that I am such a
mess, but what did you expect.
I'm sitting in...
Michael wakes up under a tree in a plain field surrounded by other trees and looks around*
Michael: where am I?
*A crazy manical laugh invades the silence around him*
Michael: I know that laugh...SHOW YOURSELF!!
*A boy appears from behind the tree*
Well, well, well, well...
you intrigue me
a drop of obsession
hints of transgression
with every word
you intrigue me
the distance of sparks
is a touch in the dark
i feel you reach
to intrigue me
written in rhyme
are bookmarks of time
here lies a time
you intrigued me
not too great, but I was looking for any constructive criticism anybody may have. Supposed to be finished today, already submitted it, but still would like some feedback.
Day 793. I raise the bow, pull back. Damn, missed again. I wish I hadn’t run out of bullets...
FSS Victoria as the Zirium fuelled engines adjusted it's position over the besieged city of New Milan. Ryder sat in calm discontent surrounded by the three other members of his Titan team, clad in their heavy MKIV Augmented combat armour. The other 96 seats in the drop bay where...
pain and anger, there will still be another day I wake to happiness, love and joy.
If I may feel the heaviness of grief in my heart for another, eyes closing, remembering what I thought to be real, even smiling at the memory as tears swell up, I know I will feel the lightness...
A clock ticking somewhere
Another moment lost
I can't seem to care
A yawning ache
In the vicinity of the heart
The walls that usually comfort
Press in, suffocate
Magnify the sound of my breath
The beat of my heart
There will be no...
you remain distant...elusive...gone.
I long for the past
When you held me in a peaceful bliss
And allowed me to dream
Of wonderful, horrible, fantastic things
Now you have deserted me
And my eyes are wide open to the loss
And yet I still beg for your return
"Come back to me...
core of my existence. Like razors that slash at the skin; opening multiple wounds that bleed out slowly onto the floor...draining the soul of any emotion. Leaving it empty.
I hate feeling that way. But I often find myself crushed under the weight of that empty feeling. Longing...
Placed there by my own indiscretions
Wandering through the sand storms
Blowing words pelt my already raw skin
The bright light of scrutenity overhead beams down
Making my flaws grow bright
Although my wandering feet stumble
My heart and soul still radiate hope
Hope that this is...
my fiction writing project
Last night I did pretty well. I get ideas for this project in snippets - usually at inconvenient times, like in the shower or driving to work. So as soon as I can while it's fresh in my mind, I scribble it down on a piece of...
This one sweet gift I seek
All the longing I feel
The regrets I contend
Wind themselves round my heart
Blind my eyes
Clutter my mind
Buzz in my ears like angry bees
For this is how they perpetuate
Steal the senses for their own survival
And so the war...
Giving us a feeling of security against the uncertainty of our destiny? We repeat an action, a gesture, a word a number of times, and think it is a ticket to the next time. We know some time that ticket will not be valid, but we need to fool ourselves, otherwise the weight is...
I just want to be close and hold tight
All you do, is all I need and if it's good for you its good for me, so hold tight
Don't turn away in fear, in this time and in this space, keep us here and hold tight
A tender moment lost in bunches of passionate kisses and light touches...
hazy shadowsand fiery warmthalong fields and foliageand seeping thrillingly into skinLanguishing like it owns summerSweet Autumn crooks it's fingerbeckoning seductively as if to say....Soon you shall swoon and fall into meAnd I shall burst into brilliance.
her cheek blurred as salt filled tears fall soaking one spot on her silky blouse that made her a lady. Her neck and chest flushed by the heat of emotion as desperation bellows from her core.
Slouched like a child in a large brown arm chair, she gazes off lost in a familiar...
With a beginning, middle, and end. Usually it's missing a timeline, but not this one.
Now if I can keep my adult-onset ADD in check...and summon up the self-discipline to actually *work on it* and *finish* it....this could be cool!
it's dying..Like a love that seems to endYet, perhaps only fading into dormancy.Just as that tree shall burst forth into lifeon some warm spring day.Perhaps that love also never quite dies,But is lying in quietude, stillness..Waiting to be reignited in some brilliant ray of...
Ticking clock and candlelight
The cold company of despair hovers in the flickering shadows
"I'm always here," it whispers
"I'll never leave you"
"Embrace me, let me in"
A siren's song for the unwanted heart
To wallow in the sorrow
Let go and let the pain flow...
that never was.
she never held my hand talking sweetly as we walked along the woodland trail in spring.
her voice never moved me in a magical way as i felt the warmth of her closeness.
I never looked into her eyes and knew she would be with me forever.........
and close my eyes.
i will picture something pleasant in my mind
and feel arms that are not there
protecting me from the bad dreams
that enjoy taunting me and haunting me
so that when i wake, i wake refreshed
and fit to fight another day.
...how he touched me.... how he ran his strong hands over my body...In the sudden vivication, there arose in me strange thrills,rippling inside me....my love, you are killing me passionately...your stinging words are burning me from within...the fire, leaving my tender heart in...
The weary sun this day does not rise
as the earth is rent in twain
by a booming blare spawned from a sickly horn.
Ragged hands wrapped in beads of Rosary
scrape their way up the fleshy earth.
A man near the opened earth, of no religion does he ascribe
who days ago did laugh...
Will live a life of crime that not even the law can end. Will spend the rest of our life's in the road,running from this dark world. Our journey will bring a burden to the people who don't want to let reality go but joy to the people who do.Ill show you a life without reality...