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Robin Dunlop Mar 2016
The lightning made her smile
Like her lover's name.
The thunder released her soul
Just the same.

The wind blew her mind
In his direction.
Causing her to reminisce
Of his affection.

This storm that's brewing
In the passing skies,
Is a passionate reflection
Of her lover's eyes.

Wrapped in the rain,
She's exposed to the harms.
She finds comfort in the storm,
Just like in his arms.
Robin Dunlop Mar 2016
All I want is a break.
A piece of time to unwind.
It's not too much to ask,
To want to unravel my mind.

I'm not asking for refuge,
Or to be rescued from this place.
I'm not asking for condolences.
Just a moment from this race.

Take me for drive.
You don't have to say a word.
Just take this journey with me,
And release the stress incurred.

Remember when you were a child?
Your hand out the window in the wind?
Let's listen to the tires on a back road,
And absorb that feeling again.

All I want is a break.
A piece of time to unwind.
If it's not too much to ask,
Would you help unravel my mind?
Robin Dunlop Feb 2016
I look around the world,
And what do I see?
Millions of people,
Looking back at me.
What did I do,
That was so wrong?
Why do they stare,
And for how long?
I see evil eyes,
Gazing my way.
My voice goes mute,
Can't even say:
"Don't gaze upon me,
I have a gun.
I won't hesitate,
I'll do it for fun."
I'm stuck in the corner,
I have to get out.
As they come in closer,
I can't even shout.
And in an instant,
I pull out my gun.
I fire one shot,
Still nowhere to run.
I notice one down,
He's actually dead.
What have I done?
A bullet through the head.
Later I hear sirens,
And get a bit paranoid.
Society's out there,
I have them to avoid.
They're out to get me,
No matter where I go.
I know they'll get me,
I must lie low.
I'm stuck in a hole,
Beside the train tracks.
Nowhere to run,
No way to fight back.
I put out my head,
To have a quick look.
Here comes a train,
And off my head it took.
Wrote this one as teenager (18 years ago actually) during a very dark and depressing time. Still one of my faves.
Robin Dunlop Feb 2016
Sometimes I dream,
Of you whisking me away.
But I'm stronger than that,
So for now I'll stay.

Sometimes I dream,
Of you rescuing me.
But I'm no damsel in distress.
This is just temporary.

Sometimes I dream,
Of resting on your chest.
But my time here is short,
And it's best left suppressed.

Sometimes I dream,
Of waking next to you.
For now I'm still here,
But I'll be leaving here soon.

Sometimes I dream,
Of just making you smile.
Not much longer now,
This will only take a while.

Tonight I will dream,
Of seeing, touching, kissing your face.
Tomorrow I will wake,
Still in this place.
Robin Dunlop Feb 2016
Your heart seems so unobtainable.
It's not a challenge but rather a command.  
My emotions are becoming uncontainable.
Not asking for release but rather demand.

Pressurized and combustible.
A beautiful explosion is imminent.
My head and thoughts are untrustable.
But my heart is omnipotent.
Robin Dunlop Feb 2016
An ocean sits,
Beyond my eyes.
A salty mess,
Of the tears I've cried.

Rainbow to the left,
Storm to the right.
I'm just not sure,
Whether to laugh or fight.

The waves crash in,
And the tide rolls out.
Is this really any better
Than the desert drought?

What if my tears,
Did not exist?
What if your cheek,
Had never been kissed?

I'd rather sit,
On this ocean floor,
Than never to have had,
What is no more.
Robin Dunlop Feb 2016
How do you drown in a desert?
It is obviously a desert of despair.
You drown in your own tears,
And choke on the dry, empty air.
You cling to a mirage,
Only an image but ever so real.
So you continue moving forward,
Regardless how dead you feel.
When you reach your destination,
You realize you aren't really there.
For this journey never ends,
In the desert of despair.
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