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 Feb 2014 Gabriel
r
Those deep cut lines
Perfect designs
Chiseled by years
To channel tears
To taste the salt
Of life's gestalt

r ~ 24Feb14
 Feb 2014 Gabriel
Raqawi R
i'm a butterfly born without its shell.
welcomed by one mother whose the beauty none can achieved
as the young caterpillar developed further
he felt equal amongst others where none discriminate
he was taught many things where there's a lot of answers
but not questions
he was taught to tolerate but not love even unconditionally

when it comes to its moment to rise
he had realised he cant build his shell
nowhere to find shelter from his hell
curled into a chrysalis going through unspeakable things
eyes open broadly, ears listened precisely

after the storm ended where many began to depart
living their lives, where he alone is still trying to find his part
 Feb 2014 Gabriel
Sia Jane
Find me Medusa, wrap her
snakes around my waist,
they nestle into, the buzzard bee,
form skulls, refusing my escape
hornets haven,
seeing the, ringlets form, I
am reminded of those,
serpents you took from,
me
all for your own gain, shame,
pass me the apple, tainted
love to wish upon despicable
me
my head caught, clouded
feathers fuss, entwine with
those branches carrying,
devils food, just one crunch of
that apple, killing
me
bearing forbidden fruit, exorcise
the red demon, succulent, free
shoot me with, those golden
spun, oppressed, distressed,
eyes of an angel, wilting within
me
or am I the, enslaved
a figment of myself, I
view daily, without, marking
my skin, to know I am
alive, is this
me
rosary beads, pray to a,
Holy Spirit, keep the memory
form a rosette
a noose,
around my neck.

© Sia Jane
Four whole days of not writing and I feel like I have forgotten!!!
Been celebrating the launch of "Wanderlust" which you can find here:
http://www.amazon.com/Wanderlust-she-travels-her-mind/dp/1492952346/ref=sr_sp-atf_title_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid;=1393265945&sr;=8-1&keywords;=sia+jane+lloyd
 Feb 2014 Gabriel
NitaAnn
I feel very overwhelmed…like unable to think about what I need to do – overwhelmed.
I guess it’s a good thing breathing is involuntary

My favorite pajama pants are all ******
I think I’m going to throw them away.

I want someone to hold me
but I don’t want to be touched
 Feb 2014 Gabriel
1487
Excuse you
 Feb 2014 Gabriel
1487
Stop
making excuses
for men
who don't
respect you

because you don't
respect yourself
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