Topic:
Life
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Being in relationship for 7 years,i sometimes avoided her,perhaps just by human nature Then went on a tornado of cusses It was me and my ego that rises Like a never ending stream of lava When the swan turned an eagle, Then a cloud of confusion arose Claws of arrogance pierced my soul Left with the fall of a mountain Trapped in the boundaries of loyality I lost myself,i lost my own name,my pride And here i am,ready to light her cigarettes... With the destiny to kill my every need And be a guard of the loyality Quite Deep . . . nice write |
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Topic:
Time and Circumstances
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Time and Circumstances
Under the weight of time and circumstances life has for far too long continued to be what it has been for the two of us things we can't change things we don't know how to change and things we wish each other would change There are so many reasons for our complications from being too young for marriage to having children before we were ready not enough job prospects to earn a decent living arguing fighting and missing the each other we used to be For me when I am alone I hate to admit it but I wonder if possibly everyone was right maybe we rushed this maybe our family was ruined because of our love was merely infatuation the doubts of whether this is love whether we were meant to be together linger within my heart Then there is the fear I want to be the husband your happiness thought I would be the father our children need me to be I feel lost on a path that once had direction because nothing seems to go as planned we struggle day in and day out this isn't how it was supposed to be yet it is which makes me wonder I am not enough |
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Topic:
Memories
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Memories
They are there like a doorstop small and insignificant yet strong enough to keep the door ajar Doesn't matter if the heart wants to close it or if there's a draft as cold as the winter's blues they will keep the door ajar Kind of like crying before time heals what love has broken there's always hope but only if the door is left slightly ajar |
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Topic:
Breakfast experience
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As she walked into the kitchen she can feel the desire growing within her body, her limbs felt weak with need as she looked around. Then she saw it, the box. Her craving began to deepen as her hands grasp it. Her fingers sliding along the plastic parting it slowly to reveal the sweetness hidden deep inside. Tipping the box watching as the contents gently slide into the bowl. Her desire heightens. Feeling her desires flooding her limbs as she watches the milk slipping over the flakes gently caressing their edges. Slowly she slides her spoon into the mix bring it to her succulent lips. Her tongue slipping out to taste the sweet milky mixture as her body's needs takes her deeper into cravings. She closes her eyes as she devours everything on the spoon over and over again until nothing is left and her body is satisfied Kinda dangerous Vonda kinda dangerous . . . but I **** this |
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Quite deep. I like it
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Topic:
I Fell
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I Fell
I watched you walk away and the world became a bit colder and my thoughts were like the wind twisting and twirling never to cease The overcast not only darkened the sky but my mood as everything changed in a blink of an eye like autumn interrupting summer's brilliance I fell slowly |
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Topic:
Bottle of Quiet
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Bottle of Quiet
Though the day has been long it's still incomplete life screaming too much noise so I reach for a bottle of quiet and wait Time takes its time to reach the point of silence as thoughts race from my mind to my hands as I pour another drink Words perspectives and opinions scream that I'm somehow addicted I'm not I just need the world to stop calling my name to give me some measure of peace if I had this I would stop but the world keeps turning and turning and turning never to stop so I deal with the noise of everyday with my choice of solace |
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Topic:
Night Rain's Perspective
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Night Rain's Perspective
An eerie haze of the night's rain and the brooding light of the street lamp paint an indelible picture of perspectives Outside of the gentle patter against the window there was nothing but silence as a single candle struggled without rhythm to illuminate the emotions of a colorless room For some now is the painful reminder of being aware that loneliness never leaves you alone and for others it is the moment where two souls can cast a shadow of entwined passion against the darkness |
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Topic:
The Sonata
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The Sonata
Often times once the summer sun relaxes and allows the evening sky to visit I'll sit out back under the colorful hues stretching across forever and listen as the trees standing just beyond our yard accompany the wind to sing this eerily sweet song of gentle fluttering leaves and birds chirping and slowly as each star finds its place in the sky crickets join the symphony creating a sonata of shimmering light and nature's melody |
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Topic:
Poppashroom
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Beautiful. And somber.
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Topic:
Rambling
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Rambling
Rambling on and on and on about nothing in particular it's just that I love talking to you Rambling on and on and on about the weather the weekend and anything else that comes to mind just to hear your voice Rambling on and on and on about dreams sunrises and sunsets and about nothing that makes any particular sense because any moment with you is like a thousand words of love Rambling on and on and on about nothing in particular it's just that I love talking to you even if we never spoke a single word |
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Topic:
And the Next Day
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And the Next Day
Just once more please and if not now stay with me tonight then maybe tomorrow So tired of waiting for midnight to come and go just to quench my longing It's like sweet torture wanting you yet having to wait for us as I play the game of imagination seeing you within my grasp yet so far away I cannot touch you I cannot hold you until time passes So tired of waiting for midnight to come and go just to quench my longing which is why I ask just once more please and if not now stay with me tonight then maybe tomorrow and the next day |
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Topic:
Good Morning
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Good Morning
The wind pushed the curtains to and fro as the early morning painted the walls a sunshine bright Stretched across the world was an easiness that drained the color from darkness as rays of light seemed to pierce nature's soul The sounds of life awakening filled the cool air as the morning dew shimmered like diamonds waiting to be discovered by the laughter of little children And as the wind continued to push the curtains to and fro the early morning's warmth promised life a day to remember Good morning |
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Topic:
My Son
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My Son My son never saw the light of day, His nose never wrinkled at the scent of fresh cut hay. I never got to see the twinkle in his eye, Til years later when gazing upon a star filled sky. My boy will never grow into the man he should be, But I see him, I see him, if only distantly. My son never saw in my eyes an adoring look, I never read to him a story from his favorite book. He lives within my heart to this very day, I can sometime hear a faint whisper, Daddy, Daddy, it's ok. My boy will never know the love of a wife, He'll never bear children or give my grandchildren life. Though he is gone, I see him everyday, From my memories, he'll never fade away. My boy will never feel the warmth of the sun, He'll never howl at the moon as his father has done. So very many things he'll never see and do, but if you catch me staring, it may be him that I see in you. My son's heart beats within my chest, It's when thinking of him I am at my best. Although he is gone and yet I remain, It's the love of his father's father that helps keep me sane. My son will never hear the sweet sound of a well played horn, For you see, My Son, My Son, My Son, was stillborn. M.Z.C Beautiful |
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Topic:
When
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When
When I knew was when the rain started to fall And I closed my eyes my heart and my soul Believing I was the one you would treat differently But I was wrong as you treated me the same as the ones you once told me meant nothing to you So I realized while the rain poured slowly over me that I was protected by nothing but the emptiness of your words And it hurts |
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Topic:
I Just Nedd Times
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I Just Need Time
Weeping to sorrow's rhythm there hasn't been enough days yet so this is still new to my heart but hopefully soon it will ease Weeping as if sorrow's melancholy were all that was me but inside inside there is so much more even when I cry I just need time Weeping like sorrow was my awakening opening my eyes to all that love blindly kept secret I should have known I didn't know I didn't want to know I saw you there through the window laughing as if you never knew sorrow's burden I stood there watching until the first tear fell I walked away weeping it hurt so much breathing thinking wanting being alone but hopefully soon it will ease |
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I like this . . . though I'll stick with ranch dressing
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Topic:
Cancer
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A cancer poem. I sit here and stare at an empty chair Where you used to be and remember your smile But you left, passed through that door where only memories live on, and the tightness builds I promised I wouldn't be weak, that I'd be strong Not for myself, but for our family and it's hard So, I sit here and mourn, for me, quietly, in the dark And I feel like I've lost my anchor to reality So I put on a brave face and go through the motions of being human And no one sees the piece of me that's missing Truly yet there's strength in your words |
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Topic:
Learned
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Learned
We fought we screamed we hated each other's presence because We listened we spoke we appreciated each other's point of view because We changed we smiled we learned how to forgive each other's flaws because we love |
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Topic:
Solitary Confinement
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I just wanted to say thank you all for the kind words
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