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One look and we both know were stuck in a battle between each-other. Trying not to fall into each-others deep and endless void. But no matter what i do to distract myself from her piercing and radiant eyes, i loose the battle and i fall in weightlessly, Breathless and frozen. But for once in my life, i feel complete and utter peace, As if i belonged there.
 Feb 2016 Cecil Miller
Jonah Long
They love the mask, but I can't breath through it's lies
They love the mask, but I can't see through it's eyes
They love the mask, but I can't speak with it's tongue
They love the mask, but I can't hear when it's on
I visit this tree everyday
In my dreams.
I sit under it and
I contemplate all the complications of life.
I allow the autumn leaves to fall on me
While I think about how well we worked
How we were like stars colliding
How we floated above the earth
How you traced your finger
Down my spine
How you pulled a smile out of me
How you made me feel different.
But a storm has come
Ripping the tree from the ground
Only leaving the roots
Of what once was.

And now I'm without a home.
    
                 t.s.
So I’ll tell you I’m a beautiful disaster
Stained glass prismatic in torrential rain
But the truth is I’m dull mortar and plaster
Crumbling walls in a house of pain
And the foundation sinks so much faster
Than I can shore up again

These gates guard no man’s castle
These walls are a prison cell
No shelter for love’s vassal
Just another room in hell

Set your flag upon the battlements
As the skies churn black to gray
No glory waits for all your time spent
As the hours bleed away
Lay siege to destiny hell bent
To render chaos on this day

Set fire to the tapestries
Where the spinner spun her tale
Destruction has her mastery
Burned out husks of walls so frail
I’d say I’d won but for the life of me
I only know how to fail.
TL Boehm
07/27/13
erm....just me complaining
 Feb 2016 Cecil Miller
Raina L C
tomorrow will not kind
i'm afraid of those stares
so i'll bring you to accompany me
please take care of me and thank you in advance

i'll talk about anything, everything to you like a crazy person
because tomorrow will not kind
because there is something called "formality"

it's so uncomfortable
i don't want tomorrow to come
it seized my neck
oh bear, i want to *****

i don't even know but then i realized
everyone have their own perspective
even though i'm not kind too i can understand it
perfectly

tomorrow i'll be alonelylone again
so please be there
you can go to sleep peacefully there and i'll smiling because you're there

thank you, and good night
i don't want tomorrow to come
The thing about Love is that it swallows you whole,
rather than taking bits and pieces at a time.
It does not ask permission,
it does not knock and wait for you to answer.

Love does not ask if you are ready,
or come at the right time;
it does not settle for
"maybe," or "almost."

Love does not rest, or
soften its grip.
It is not patient.

The thing about Love is that it
crashes through you like a wave;
it fills your lungs, breaks your bones and
drowns the cage around your heart.

Love destroys and rebuilds at once,
and I'm not sure whether to smile
or ache.
 Feb 2016 Cecil Miller
nivek
often you feel completely confidant
to jump out this life into the spirit world
ready and willing to set out on the final journey,
and to never look back.
Here is my broken heart
Here is my shattered life
Here are all my faults and failures
As a woman a mother and wife
All the promises I've broken
All the hateful things I've said
All the life I left unspoken
Wasting my breath upon the dead

Here is my sweat and sacrifice
Here is my blood and pain
My hollow effort to pay some price
Worry wasted for no gain
All the lies I cling to
All the truth I threw away
All the darker thoughts I bring you
Waste my steps and run astray

Here’s the sum of my existence
Here’s the hardest part to learn
This wretched pride and persistence
Stokes a bonfire set to burn
All I am at the end of me
All damage done that I could do
All that’s left is the love that sets me free
Everything comes from you
TL Boehm 10/06/2013
another Godpoem
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