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Oh, how long
till  I'm to be by your side?
Oh, this sea is wide and deep
and oh,  how much deeper is my love
and my longing for you?
Far deeper than the span
that stretches from the highest heaven
to the very depths of the deepest hell
shall ever tear from my heart
my deep love for you.
Oh, how every moment
when you are gone from me
is like a sharp thorn in my beating heart
how sharper and more painful  it is
than the fangs of a viper
with its cold and heartless and evil stare!
Oh, you are warmth and love
and I find my home in your heart.
Oh, how you are ever in my mind
and in my heart
and in ever fiber of my soul
calls out your name
and without you
I would be a soulless
and hollow thing!
Oh, your heart and soul
so soft and kind
your compassion and love
beyond compare
and I can only love you
through all time eternal
till the last tick of the clock
that counts all the infinite days
and time has run its course
and the stars die
and flicker out one by one.
 Sep 2015 Brian Payamps
Poetic T
Obscurity flaked off
And ill deeds do
Now fall motionless
Can anyone stand
Watching how your loved one becomes different?
It's annoying,
It hurts

You hurt me, so much
Every little wrong thing you do
Hurts

People may see me as a strong person
But when it comes to loving someone
I become so weak
So vulnerable

I can't.
I still love you, even if you make me feel like ****
I have died.
I have finally surrendered.
It's over.
My soul has been rendered.

Now all I see is dark,
But there is no pain.
It's empty and black,
Depression reigns.

A shell is all that's left,
There's only death inside.
I've cracked.
There's no need to hide.

I feel no fear now.
It's not like anything could hurt.
I'm dead.
This you cannot try to avert.

When this shell will crack,
They'll say I died of suicide.
But that's a pathetic lie,
Because I've been dead long inside.

It's dark and quiet.
It won't go on for much too long.
Suicide will be fun.
Doing it at this point is not wrong.

I have given up.
I say it with no emotion.
This pleasant darkness,
Dims the previous commotion.

It's completely silent.
No more chaos inside.
I like this darkness.
I have died.
 Sep 2015 Brian Payamps
Emma
Deus
 Sep 2015 Brian Payamps
Emma
Your always on my mind.
It feels like your changing things from wrong to right.
I think about you day and night.
I feel you by my side.
You come to me with your arms open wide.
You've never failed me before.
Even when my knees hit the floor.
I clasp my hands to talk to you.
And close my eyes to see a knew view.
My thoughts they travel far away.
But it doesn't matter cause your hear to stay.
By my side when I sleep.
Your love for me will always be deep.
I can't think of anything except for being with you.
But my time here is not over.
I hear a voice and look over my shoulder.
I can't see you but I know your there.
Watching me while I'm in dispare.
As times get tough I here your call.
Even when I fall.
Every where I look I see a little bit of you.
The cloudy sky with specs of blue.
The green grass.
The clear glass.
The falling leaves.
The the screaming seas.
Your always on my mind.
It feels like your changing things from wrong to right.
 Sep 2015 Brian Payamps
Tryst
Do you remember when love was uncomplicated
Hand-holding, lonely fingers grasping,
Longingly, perfecting their grip?

And do you remember the honeymoon
Highs, up and up, dizzily clambering up,
Exploring new horizons?

And do you remember, precisely, when love emerged,
From clouds of chalked up experiences,
Foreboding as a mountain,
Where lonely fingers grasped,
Longingly, for fresh hand-holds?

The quest for loves summit rises,
Peak to higher peak,
Each conquered height unveiling a new vista,
Revealing loves perilous truth,
That each peak is surpassed by two more
And the summit remains elusive.

The fool will climb up and up,
Leaving a devastated trail of overlooks,
Ever unsated,
Ever yearning,
Ever lonely.

The sage will make camp behind a large rock,
Still aware of the mountains hidden presence,
But settled with a lightness of heart,
To enjoy just one wonderful view.
Being the second ...
 Sep 2015 Brian Payamps
HRTsOnFyR
The words that go unspoken actually make the most noise.
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