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Cat Fiske Aug 2015
I loved of milk stains from overflowed cereal bowls,
like too much love was the problem with you and I,
and not that you didn't grab a bigger bowl,
for all the love I wanted to pour out.

but like stains they fade away,
into backgrounds becoming nothings,
of somethings,
that were all once one thing,
worth the energy of the other side of what used to be,
but not everyone gets to be blown away by you,
others will do away with you,
leaving you.
to fade into the tables and become one,

you look at what you once had,
new milk fills the bowl never overstepping in things of love,
overspilling the love,
like you did,
and you'd cry if you weren't dried out.

and you look,
at what happiness they both have,
something you wished to of haved for the both of you,
and it tears your heart in two,
and you may cry on the inside,
but find it in your mind
that your heart may be broken,
but you need to let them fly,
and love,
for you couldn't love right,

and in that moment,
you shut your little milk stained eyes,
the right way to die,
is with tears of forgiveness,
and to remember and move on from the past,
and as you release a single dried out tear,
all of you fade into the background as if you were never there,
leaving no trace,
but your single dried out milk stain tear,
Just a few old Ideas I finally put together.
Alan S Bailey Apr 2015
The sun filled with a brightness, a flame so hot,
A white inferno that was all but witnessed from Mars,
This strange moment that came about in moments
As the sky filled with non-existent sparkling stars
And that night a bright one in the background,
Each day the sky a deep purple surrounded by clouds,
This quiet unending force that appears to have no sound,
What could it be? Why don't the people speak?
Either way no one else cares, nobody but me,
I'll be the only one, even when the sun "goes down."
HendrixG Apr 2015
like a long lost shadow
with no one to follow
the steps in the sand are gone
washed away.....
withered away,
is my old self
yelling for me to come back
the voice
is slowly
drifting
away.
I am no-one.
You don't know who I am.
To you I am an alien.
To my friends, I am a man.

I come from somewhere you haven't been,
I live where you don't.
You don't know my background
even some of my closest won't.

I walk past you in the street,
and you don't realize,
I am just another stranger,
a stranger with strange eyes.
Amee Jan 2015
Everyday is a wake up struggle,
Pack bags, one orange on the way we juggle,
Family and work, life is double,
It's hard to keep calm face, show no trouble.

I know him and her of day to day,
So fit and fine on chair they stay,
Computer screen, staring away,
Knows who what in background lay?

Back home a kid cries for mom,
Waiting for daddy to sing a song,
Back home an old lady sitting calm,
While they work for her meds & balm

Ever wonder how many couple fights,
To settle together at a work place right?
Stress of work bald patterns light,
Work work work, no sleep all night

A drink with friends, end of a busy week,
Time spend with self or many colleagues?
Every peny for travel, savings, no leak,
Getting leaves for vacations? chances look bleak.

Can I keep this baby now?
Will I be able to provide? And how?
On flip side they have a baby, wow!
Sweets & new pictures of baby bow.

Financial misery to avoid,
Fill insurance papers, with help of a guide,
For extra outings investments tried,
New car, furniture, for further studies to provide.

Thought of a boyfriend, fiancée, husband, wife,
Travel or celebrate kids bday is a strife,
Tension encountered every minute of work life,
Torn between emotions, decisions in office is rife.

So many things going on in our mind,
Nowhere to see, breathe or peace we find,
This is a trade off of an evolving humankind,
Something goes on in the background all the time.
The stillness flooding the night is only lengthened
By the false strength and silence that I've taken
Confiding in old memories and young hope
While gasping for new life with stale smoke
My mind rewinds our scattered memory
On the porch outside where no one can see

-I've played my own deceit and I'm grasping for patience and relief

chorus

Do you remember how to smile
It fades away but only for the while
Next week finds what perspective lends
At least then we'll know when it all ends
What to wish for...

Your sudden entrance at my front door
Takes back the times we lost before
Please don't turn your heel and walk away
Though I conceal it my heart's still featured anyway
I can't pretend my life without you doesn't hurt
Today...

*
-So suddenly I'm filled with shame and I'm the only one to blame
This is my first attempt at song writing in a very long time.
It was inspired by the song 'The Background' by Third Eye Blind, those who haven't heard it should listen. I can only hope that one day I could write such powerful words as are in that song. Hyphen indicates bridge and asterisk the chorus. This may be incomplete. Gotta pick something on the ol' gitar fer it.
Amitav Radiance May 2014
Sometimes a good speech is drowned under a thunderous applause*~ Amitav
Tumimchunu May 2014
Trips to Saturn with stops on the moon,
The only one to burst this cocoon,
With butterflies that fly like,
Spaceships
Above and it's you to blame for these trips,
Without a drug,
Just symptoms of a love bug.
With fever and hallucinations,
Of us together ruling a nation,
Your name scattered in the city lights,
And the stars which spell out my love
For you so bright,
My head's a buzz with what it could be,
Oh how I wish you could know me.

— The End —