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 May 2014 Mr Xelle
Dre Brax
I'm floating in the clouds
i am that i am
There's nothing or no one only the space i breathe in.
i'm feeding good-byes
i am that i am
not purposely of course but a clouds a cloud i stay the course.
i'm believing in blue
i am that i am
I've seen the darkest nights, yet blue always shines through.
you want a kiss good-bye
i won't that i won't
to torture the world without your presence as if i stole the stars from the sky.
you belong with me
you do that you do
feel free to fly with me, un-grounded by me, loved by me, driven by me, enough about me. I'm on one knee, i question thee "come float with me"; a clouds only as good as the sky it bleeds.
you can be the sun, I'll be the clouds
the sky can be the motive, lets make our world smile.
i only feel so hard without her because i was co high with her.
 Apr 2014 Mr Xelle
Titus Roney
I need a magician,
Someone to entertain my idle mind that always wanders to her.
I need a magician,
Someone to erase the clocks face because there is not enough time to catch her.
I need a magician,
Some one who can draw me a map.
Because I don't know all the ways to her heart.
I need a magician,
Someone to manipulate my brain and give me the courage to talk to her.
I need a magician,
Some one with a degree in illusion.
Because I need to be good enough for her.
I need a magician,
To ease my mind that is stuck on her.
 Apr 2014 Mr Xelle
Traveler
Nobody seems to listen
And nobody seems to care
All these words I’ve written
This nakedness I've bared

Still I continue to write
Like a scribe whose kingdom’s come
The words of a poet
Are never said and done

To live with bitter madness
To reconcile with past
To dodge the angry arrow
Is a poets unconscious task...

Still these words keep coming
Like a fool without a cause
An annual case of writer’s block
Dictates my only pause

Perfect is the world we seek
On the wings of trust we embrace the flight
Dark are the waters we drown in
As we hold on to love with all our might

Perhaps I’m but a beacon
In a storm that will never cease
Anchored to this ocean
By a soul that’s never free
Traveler Tim
Re Po 04=19
 Apr 2014 Mr Xelle
Theia Gwen
Heart thumping
Face on the desk
We're talking about suicide
And I know what comes next

She tells us not to look
We have to close our eyes
She says it's an anonymous survey
And I wonder if I should lie

Raising our hands is a yes
And everything inside me
Screams no while I
Try to calm my bouncing knee

I raise a tentative hand
When she asks if we've considered suicide
That tentative hand raise is the largest step I've taken
And part of me feels peace deep down inside
In Health class today we were talking about suicide and she told us to close our eyes and put our heads on the desk and she asked us a few questions about suicide and I've never told anyone blatantly that I've been suicidal so this is a small step I suppose.
 Mar 2014 Mr Xelle
Trader Tim
He grabs me into a world that I have never known,
And shines a light into my darkness.
Exposing all my secrets,
The doorway to my soul no longer hidden.

Feelings rushing like a tidal wave,
I fear I will wash away with it.
Grab my hand and save me,
Our magnetic souls will keep us grounded.

Wrap yourself around me,
Like a butterfly’s cocoon.
I will breathe out as you breathe in,
So we can feel like one.
By Amy: Ride the wave :)
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