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Aa Harvey Jun 2018
Structure


I’ve got an old fashioned heart and my soul is still dreaming.
I’m not a wise man, but I do have wisdom.
I’ve got an immature head on bones that are slowly breaking.
My body aches, my tired eyes fail
And my memories have all been long forgotten.


If life is a clock-face, I am not yet at six,
But my heart has gone on past eleven o’clock;
I guess you can teach an old dog new tricks.
I raise my spirits up and once more venture into my destiny.
Time is a non-entity in a world of possibilities.


Dreams come and go, as do the years that fly on past.
No longer a child, I am a man; there is no turning back.
The clock is still ticking, counting sands;
My lack of ambition is a steak through the heart of all my plans.
Hopes and wishes are only ever fantasies.
Back to reality with a bump, I am still falling, but enough about me…


I hope you are simply splendid!  Anything less is not worthy.
You deserve only the best of my kindest of wishes
And I hope you find in your vocabulary,
The words to tell me what you envisage,
So I can try to move mountains for you in all of my dreams.
Let it be so; what do you need?
Ask me for anything.


This vessel is your tool to build a great wonder of your choosing.
Great literature shall be written about the future we are building.
One stepping stone at a time, there are paths beneath the waves.
We can make dreams come true here;
Together we will find a way.


Great towers shall stand, fires atop them, burning high into the night.
All people will travel to see your wonder that we will bring to life.
From small seeds great oaks shall rise
And your vision they will find,
As they walk out of the desert and marvel at your creation.
It will be a perfectly perfect personification.
Our hands are the missing link,
Your theory is a string;
Let me be the bow to your violin.


(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
FreeMind Mar 2018
Joy
Joy, my desirable necessity,
Is extracted from my soul effortlessly,
Replaced by a deserted feeling.
Pleading me to embrace this emptiness.

Overtaken by darkness,
“JOY! JOY!”
I’m yelling now, Screaming, Losing my mind.
Where did the heart shaped boxes go?!

Falling back upon my knees,
With a thousand empty,
pleas
Piercing the night, with far from melodious moans.

Oh thief where have you done with my
Joy?
For, she is mine and mine alone.
The lid was not yours to remove!

My lips feeling lonely,
Missing you and you only.
My heart beating slowly,
There's nothing left in this world that is holy.

You were divine,
No ones but mine.
And now that you are gone,
I can't bear to be alone

Lonliness shrouding the day with fright.
Scattering mindless thoughts in night,
Reminding me that is she is not mine.
Upon those sweet lips I wish to dine.

Now that my joy is gone
Another, must my love, live upon.
She can never take the place of my joy
Loneliness will be nothing but a toy


BY: Marty & FreeMind
This poem has been written by myself and Marty, two stanzas each (starting from me and ending with his). We hope you like it! :)
Jessa Feb 2018
Roses bloom to your spoken name
Such a ****** to cut them
Yet to give them to you
Beauty to match
Love this trap
Your lips speak
Utter sweet poetry
As my hand goes under
I catch your fall
To break your walls
Giving all without words
Actions to bleed to prove
There’s no me without you
As no sand without sea
Be with me...
As the sun and moon rotate
Loving the sky... our fate
To collide so pure
I just want to erase your design
Rewrite this story love
Take away the pain, as your breath
Upon my lips, my name spoken the same
Redo love, renew... what’s been taken
To rework a false love
Into everything you’ve dreamed...
Into what we both can see

Such a beautiful melody composed
Whenever I utter your name
And words come out easy
To define the beauty of passion
Frozen in time
With your gaze
Such a wonder your eyes hold
Til I almost fall
Feel you there
To catch me
Give you all
For only with you
I want to be
Eyes looking at the same sky
As roses start to bloom
I knew I'm in love again
Another us.... with the same name
A rewrite romance
And the pain ends
Redo what's been missing
Taking what should have been placed
Rework the love..... renew the vow
To everything we've dreamed of
Clarity of fate as we can see

-Ashawn & Jess
Mister J Feb 2018
Its always been the same old story everyday,
The looping routine like movie scenes on replay,
Everything feels bland, dull and uninteresting,
God, I just wish for a change so thrilling.

It's always the same mistake
In every second, every minute actions I make
Everything has been controlled by anxiety
I wondered, when will my fears vanish and make things confidently.

This solitary life is a mess I want to flee
To leave it all behind, someone please take me
I'm left standing at a crossroads, waiting for that twist
Regardless of how long, for someone I don't want to miss

But seems I was blinded coz I can't see the light,
Or was I just looking for someone without noticing my might?
Standing in the rainy plains where the sky is gloom,
While hoping for someone to reach my hand in a place where I could be doomed

I hope to find you soon, pull you out of that dreaded fate
I'll be the one to quench your thirst, I hope I'm not too late
Someday we'll be together proud shouting each others names
And feels euphoria that we found each other in flames
So we tried to make it short
Its about two people waiting for each other to come into their lives.

Thanks for reading our work! :)

-J
Intellectual stimulation* from a twisted mind
Bringing life to the *insanity
I tried to hide
Cracking whips to break the chains, feeling death drip from my veins
Pouring poison down the drain from infections inside
Chasing rumors through the sewers, lost in tunnels of depravity; God's the only viewer but this show's not quite reality
Gravity scraped knuckles with me all the way down
A brute stuck in a boot loop asking me to drown
These restarts after crashes turned my synapses to ashes
Now I can't feel the rats in my cyber cerebral casket
Dead in the head and strapped into my bed
I dug at my wrists until I saw red
The doctors applauded at everything the gauze did
It still couldnt stop it *so on it bled
A Shuli Nov 2017
R Scales--
I want to be your muse
Your inspiration
I want to stir your thoughts
Your imagination

I want to consume your mind
I want you to figure me out
I want to help you to write
And get your feelings out

I want to get you hot
I want to make you sad
I want to make you happy
I want to make you mad

I want to make you wonder
I want you to day dream about me
I want to change your life
I want to set you free

I want to be your muse
I want to help you to release
I want to help you create
I want to see your masterpiece

A Shuli--
Oh What an inspiration.
Be my muse and replace my tribulation,
Find me a new hight
And I’ll fly you free like a soaring kite.
Long-winged and split-tailed my,
Oh my muse fly on the breth of my words

have it all without a doubt
never again to pout
be my muse;
but I want you to do, to take me too, for together we’ll never lose.

R Scales--
"Let's soar through the skies
With the wind under our wings
Soar higher and higher
We are free

Let's never touch the ground
Let's fly side by side
Sing for me
Just close your eyes"

A Shuli--
Through the seven skies we’ll soar together,
Wing-and-wing we birds of a feather.

I’ll close my eyes and you’ll whisper in my ear:
Your heart’s breath stoking my song to a cry for the silent night to hear
Thank you Robin for putting yourself on the altar of inspiration.
Drifting back to the ocean
like it never even happened
unraveled dreams washed clean
crystalline renaissance bestowed    
by wind mountain spring waters
rising from the heart
of mother earth

A remnant light glows deeply
of one love's untamed wonders
an unfastened feather glides abandoned
rushing waters floating
alighting pilgrim blissfully sails on
stranded without wings
a fallen wild feather free as bird
wanting a place to be let free

Sun in the summer air
wind in buoyant feathered hair
softly dancing upon
wild river restless ripples
to feel the love of holding on
adrift asunder whence it touched on
destiny's far-reaching
journey yonder
holding onto flowing rivers
rolling towards the sea

The incoming tidal waters blossom
surge to greet wind river's gentle saunter
converging slackening passage
salt on feral feathered fragments
arousing currents babbling swirl
imbibed by the impassioned sea

Wild rivers' born intentions
a different kind of drifting passage
to kiss the distant horizon
where the sown sunlight settles
submerged in shoreless ocean waters
    to be free all at sea at last


someone you used to know  2017
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