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AE Aug 2018
As the days of life sing
Time dances forever in my hands
So as music is as true as the sky
I'll let the blue canvas stay behind the clouds.

Knowing as the nightly moon meets the sun
I'm happy with this, surely.
For my eyes are so small compared
To them planets so big in the black.

Inside, love will bring peace of mind
As long as people continue to take in light
My body plays along with life's song
And my soul changes with my face and hair.          

Girl, my heart is still a boy
Will you give me the chance to become a man?
I hope my venom stays low, and that these feelings
Do not ignite a depression revolution, because
These worms inside my head
Feel nothing, they want to **** all of my friends.
Don't you understand, woman?
We have grown from the child.

Let us keep the infant away from war
And away from the battlefield where we met
Let us pray he avoids the person down by the red dust
So that he does not have to feel our pain.                                            

On this bright green Earth
Where we can be real anytime we want
And lies and joy exist simultaneously
Could even God come up with something like this?

We humans are everything but cosmic
For we are meat through and through
And although our names do not let expectations fall
Mister Ellison does not have much inspiration left.
I made this poem by going through the biggest words in my words section on my bio for this website.
AE Jul 2018
Up till morning in the dawn of the sun
Do the tears run past a moist cheek
Battles and wars inside were never won
No innocence was left to seek.

The rope hangs from the old well
That holds the rusted pail
The water beneath it lurks with a smell
And is anything but frail.

Relieving the mind and demons inside
Does a knotted rope could do
And the tortured know they have yet tried
To **** what plagues them true.

One speaks about death lightly
As if life is for the weak
But you were awake nightly
Crying to a future bleak.

The scarred young hand touches the rope
And pulls back ironically again
For if death is desired, where is hope
So is anything all right, then?

The knot is political against the world
For if something could save them, it would
But their corpse was carried in a tombstone curled
And the noose was burned with their childhood.
AE Jul 2018
On the days of rain that come before
The nights of pain that come through the door
I walk through streets of an ocean Earth
See the clouds up above with the water they birth
And all through the day does the water come down
Flooding my head and my mind-village town
Feeling down and out
With so much water to spout
For the world is wet and the sky isn’t blue
But the one thing the rain can’t wash out is you.
AE Jul 2018
You may ask what I see in her.
Oh, dearie, "let me count the ways".

Unlike every other person I have met
They've swarmed right past my mental bug net
But she is a catch right through and through
So I'll explain how these feelings are simply so true.

Unlike every other person I have met
She's not made of plastic, this beautiful brunette
She's got the life of real surrounding her every move
And to nobody on Earth does she have that fact to prove.

Unlike every other person I have met
She's not afraid of dirt or working hard in sweat
Her slim figure is a dagger in the eyes of fake
And she never fails to dazzle me in the stunts that she would make.

Unlike every other person I have met
Her smile pierces through what barriers I set
So I'll change my ways to what they should be
So long as she wants to stay here with me.

Just like every other person I have met
Some other girl puts me off and feels to me a threat
But she made me feel human through the bone and the skin
And on darkest black days, she always makes me grin.
AE Jul 2018
What gets you to look at yourself in the ******* mirror?
Perhaps the face looking back is the one I've seen too
But yet, it is different, because I know more than what you do
How his own face was drained everyday
And I had to see him in such terrible dismay

What ails you and plagues you to be such a fiend?
I see you like a beast with your claws and talons cleaned
Perhaps it is I who is in the wrong
But you can dance and sing your ****** song
Cause what you do and what you bring
Is no bell ain't never worth to ring

What drives your motives in your smart little head?
To think he'd rather be wanting to be DEAD.
He said he wanted to kick your fat behind
And I really wanted to do it too
Perhaps I'm angry and vicious like all the rest of you
But you ******* out there seen nothing so far
And I'll push you swimming through some heated tar
Just so you can feel what he felt
By being hung from the leather of a precious little belt.
Dedicated to a friend that had a very bad break-up.
AE Jul 2018
It hit me like a brick to the face
How couldn't it?


Like whispering winds suddenly stirred
And my vision became thickened and blurred
Letting my hearing become one with the water
For the drops drip forever, forever becoming hotter
The twangs from the neck echoed throughout the ground
Letting itself be heard and recognized through each precise sound
And the sheer ecstasy created from the random places
Made on the several accounts of each sweaty faces
Let me surrender to the liquid floor
As I fall onto the wide open door
With the cascading abilities of one and within
This epic guitar solo stays right where it's been.
AE Jul 2018
Someday I'll live long enough
To have lived long enough
To outlive everybody I've ever known
On my death bed.
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