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Drake is going west, lads
So Tom is going East
But tiny Fred
Just lies in bed,
The lazy little beast.
Little bird you cannot fly today
I can see you broke your wing
how is it then outside my door
though in pain I hear you sing

Little bird I've wounds as well
and broken places I can’t feel
if you’ll share a song with me
together maybe we can heal

Little bird we know life is hard
and I'm afraid but ready to try
if you’ll teach me how to sing
perhaps tomorrow we can fly
 Jun 2014 WARQA BIN NOFAIL
Farnok
Sleep is my most dear friend,
It's what I always need in the end.

Sleep is not always easy to come by,
But its easy here with you beneath this moonlit sky.
Yes, I like you.
My feelings go a little deeper than that.

But I'm afraid to tell you because

I have a few extra inches on my waist
I don't have a gap between my thighs.
Sometimes when I speak my double chin pops out.
And my cheek bones don't protrude from my face.

It shouldn't matter though
Because those things don't affect the way I feel.

When you look into my brown eyes, you can still read the novels of my life and my lips can still recite the poetry about your smile.
My hands can still keep yours warm and our bodies can fit together perfectly, almost be mistaken as one.

The size of my jeans won't affect my voice when I tell you how you make me feel, or the way the sun just doesn't shine as bright when you're around.

It doesn't make me different.
It doesn't make me strange.
It simply means there's more of me for you to love.
Each time it gets better,
Only to get worse,
Each time I write a letter,
It's like I seal a curse

But I'm still here.
Somehow I'm still breathing.
But somewhere on the way.
My heart stopped beating.

Now I don't know what it is,
I feel in my chest,
But if you can't handle my worst,
Why should you get my best?

You put a silence to my vibrance,
A stop in my groove,
Squeezed out all the color,
And dimmed my mood.

I wanted a little help.
Something to get by,
It's kinda hard to do,
When you can't get high

High enough to contain,
All the rage and the pain,
It's never seemed to matter,
But I'll try and explain

I want a little warmth,
Something not cold,
Maybe something real,
True, strong, and bold.

You could show me a world,
That I have never seen,
A seldom experience,
Far and inbetween

Take me to a place,
Where I'm not all wrong.
Where I can just sit,
And sing you my song

Free of any judgement,
Away from prying ears.
I'll tell you all my secrets,
And each of my fears.

And you can wipe away,
All these old tears,
Scrape off the rust,
From these past years,

You're always so close,
But yet so far.
I always wanna tell you,
When we're in the car.

But I never do,
I just keep moving.
I wish you the best,
whatever your doing.

It's not your fault,
That you touched my heart.
You had no idea,
What three words could start.
This one means a lot.
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