"I loved Her..."
I loved her style in which she wrote
And what she writ
The passion in how she spoke
When she would recite me a bit,
Every vowel and consonant
That escaped her...
I was devastated from a bad experience but I bounced back and wrote a book and published it on thebookpatch.com
When I was young I wrote a series if books called "Ben buck"
It was about a buck named Ben and his wife named dela. And they had a lot of kids and lived in my wood, and were...
I used to swim in beer bottle oceans
Drinking like it’d keep me afloat,
Only to vividly remember
What I was trying to forget the most,
Persuading my liver to foot the...
As you all know there was a man in my life who persecuted me and made my life a living hell .
I wish if I was a talented author to write the whole story with all the details but...
As far as star
Yet close as soul
We are afraid of whats unknown
We risk it all
For quick release
I beg you, top
Im on my knees
Dont torture me
my distant love
Protect my heart...
The Hero's Poem
The breeze blew gently through bright open lands,
He strolled with his wife, held his children's hands.
They smiled and played, filled with delight,
These were his...
The skylight forbids us, just another lonely dream away. A heart breaks, just an ache. Who tortures it tonight? Yourself, the victim, and the one at stake.
Forgiveness has never...
I don't know what it is. If I spent more time on it, it could end up a novel. It has the feeling of a prologue.
She could hardly recall a time when the fire hadn't consumed her...
I like you.
You're like cold coffee in the mornings.
And you're just like hot chocolate on cold days.
Your like snowflakes.
And blazing summer days.
I like you.
But you won't...
Note: This isn't about anything in particular. It's an abstract written for a might-have-been.
I've always said that I would die for our love, and now it feels as though...
the dog in the neighbor's yard
trots his little path between the two fences
over and over....back and forth
the grass is threadbare when he runs
spends a moment hawkishly...
An embrace unfolds,
First light stirs up her truth such;
her womb holds her heart.
My TherapyI'm thankful you are hereYou gave me reasons not to fearYou are the therapy inside of meOh, It can't beI like you more than you can imagineI don't know where it...
I know it's not right
To fall on someone's sight
They say your decision is right
When you choose the hardest fight
I feel confuse everyday
Fell guilty everyday
I don't "laugh," but I find it annoying. I misread things all the time, but if someone is going to attack you, they should read it a few times first. Things get lost in translation...
Get Out!This is not a safe place for youYou should leave nowBefore I shut the doorYou should leave nowBefore I open my mouthYou should leave nowBefore I forget my vowThis is a dead...
I like cats, i like dogs, but i dont like spiders. Camron phelan. Me
I still sometimes think of you, of us,
What we could've been.
Oh how I miss you so much.
But, then I remember that
I was nothing to you,
And that you never thought about me
I see the twilight of my soul,
I see light telling me to go,
I think of all I've seen and done,
I hear the sounds of love long gone.
And as the earth it takes me down,
Call me :)
I feel a hallow ache deep within my chest...
Breaths that once seemed so easy before
Now, are just painful reminders..
Reminders of what is..
what could be...
FEAR AND PHOBIA X
What is fear i hear u say?
Its a force that darkens the brightest day,
it blackens the heart with the dullest grey,
closes the mind with walls of clay,
It was surmised
one time in a poetry workshop
that it would be impossible to write
a good poem about
I think they're right--
this poem isn't...
I've came along way for 18 and I'm trying to inspire others with my short poems on youtube but I need help
1 foot,2 foot,3 foot,4.they all stink,and i got a lot more
You picked me up, spun me like a child but now you're gone and I'm dizzy
I always do this my health, to save a life I'd kill myself.
I guess I just want everyone to know, how love can feel, that they're not alone.
I used to feel like no one could save...
"The Walk Home"
I don’t walk that street anymore.
‘Cause a few coins are but a
Band aid to a gangrenous wound,
Spare change doesn’t change the tune
So my fragile defensive...
weve been on this ghost road forever,where did we begin?rattle down lifes highway and youll see,lifes a sea of glass,as you skate across its razor sharp edge,you rise,then fall...
its always one step forward,two steps back,jump in the pyre,get stretched on the rack,no hope in trying,no hope at all,when you begin rising,i start to fall, backwards all the time...
I always seem to be in some sleeping state, awake but never satisfied.
Disappointment and fake is all around me, now it's seeping in.
I used to watch the days go...
He fell onto to his bed. He could not feel anything, total emptiness. He cried silently even though no one was in the house to hear him. He was done but he did not want to be. He...
I don't know what keeps me up anymore.
Is it my memories?
Is it my heart yanking at my core?
Is it my mind running through all the possibilities?
All I know is I stay awake
I live a mundane, every-day life in the prison of Banal I spend my days treading the murky waters of Misery Canal Kicking, squirming, water-churning, drowning in the surf...
It's weird sometimes how we can't let go of our fragments. We instinctively and unwillingly hold onto the broken bonds we once forged so long ago. The memories stay aflame despite...
The simplest thing I could say is I love you
A truth in my life I can't even begin to explain but that's a lie, I know exactly what I'm going through.
I spy with my all seeing eye...
"next heart's song"
there are days when the words come
like fevered friends grasping at lapels
urgently telling the tale with gasping breath
other times they come like a sweet...
Skip, catch, skip, catch, skip, catch. That's all there is to it when I twirl the staff. There are a lot of names of the movements of this tool turned weapon; beautiful metaphors...
There is a winter storm coming from the northYour words are falling in the snowYour whispers are freezing in the cloudsYour kisses are disappearing while the temperature dropsThe...
I wanna love u till I die till we both break down n cry o wanna love u to the fear in me subsides
Ok I didn't write this but this is what I need to say. Just hold me now till...
curled on a ball on the floor
laying in a puddle of tears and blood.
her mother comes home from
work & calls out to her daughter.
getting no answer she goes to
Only one short chapter about black living in the 1920's America please leave a comment ask me for link it wont let me post it here.
She hears through an ear at a time, oh your so beautiful with the reminders of this and that that shock her twinkling bulb into a glistened yellow to making her feel again...