Fast past a stop light Sitting in the back of a car I caught her eyes for a moment She was untangling her headphones When she looked at me Waiting for something I looked at her from the side window Looking at me from the bus station bench I came and went She sat and watched Only tangled gazes In the evening remain
You are loved, admired, adored, cherished Although certainly never enough If my own insecurities and doubts have made you feel anything less I sincerely apologize for my pettiness and stupidity You are the most beautiful, loving, warm-hearted person I have known All I know of goodness and truth comes through you I would have never made it this far without your love, compassion, and understanding You are the antithesis of my cynical, pessimistic ways My joy of life resides within you and you alone I know... this might not sound like me but it is how I feel, every day I may not say it or express it well but it doesn’t make it any less true You are and will always be everything in the world to me Happy Valentine’s Day, my love May all our days together be a continuous celebration of life, happiness, joy and magic Please feel free to keep this poem to remind me if I am ever foolish enough to forget the love I have conveyed Or treat you with anything but respect and
Death coming slowly every day years months minutes seconds. It appears time is running to a stand still Staring across my bed . At the chipped wall of decaying covered of moth and holes. Looking into soulless eyes hearing my stories being told as my heart Starting to beat less and less. Forming a pattern as far as my heavy eyes lids can see Are stories pictures forming from my life radiating within the ceilings A story of with great details of honor love hatred loss and deceit A sad tales flashing from present to beginning As skin pail to unnatural tone eyes water of regret and sorrow time in this world is steering to a close sound echoes from within these hollowed walls Don't fret for I be there for you. I am here no matter what you believe You believe you are alone and weak but that a lie Hidden to mask the fears Dwelling within your soul For you are never truly alone Because I am above you watching over you. rest your tinder eyes brave young warrior You're
Trap at door till 3:00 Time stills endlessly Boredom tease all time high Like Watching paint dry Talk and chat tell no more to say Looking to go home Only to lost the key Stand in position no closer to the goal Time feels it'll never arrive For when shall I hear such wonder less sympathy Perhaps I'll Wait a little longer intel the clock hits three Awaiting for my time to finally arrive
... cuts 'n' kisses ... by FlowerOfTheForest, literature
Literature
... cuts 'n' kisses ...
After the cut, the kiss they say
To me, you're that kiss -
The kiss that makes everything better,
The kiss that makes life worth living again,
The kiss that brings the smile back to my eyes,
The kiss that makes me happy in spite of everything.
For all this and much more
You will always have a special place in my heart –
Deep inside hidden from the world,
A treasured memory.
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After the kiss, the cut they withhold
To me, you're that cut -
Deeper, more painful, agonizing, unwilling to heal,
Always there - worse than ever
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But despite all, I wish you'd find your kiss -
And who knows, maybe...one
... pain of waiting ... by FlowerOfTheForest, literature
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... pain of waiting ...
Pain of waiting
Full of hope I once chose the pain of waiting
- but how much longer can I bear it
…endure the pain?
Despite all I must hold on
hoping for the weavers of fate;
For I fear the day,
the day I no longer think of you,
the day I have forgotten you
more than the pain of waiting.
Oh weavers of destiny please, please have mercy upon me!
I was so afraid of losing you, because I knew if this would happen,
I would lose my best friend, my soul mate, my smile, my heart.
I was so afraid of losing you, because before my heart saw yours
I had forgotten how to smile, how to live, how beautiful it could be to feel.
I was so afraid of losing you, because you brought the color
back into my life of black and white, you brought hope, hope for a little bit of magic.
I was so afraid of losing you
– and yet that's exactly what happened –
and all that remained were open questions.
Was it all just a game to you?
All the things I wrote you, did they actually mean something t
... one small question ... by FlowerOfTheForest, literature
Literature
... one small question ...
You made me smile at a time, that all I did was cry.
You were there for me, even if you didn't know.
And now you're gone – without a word
left me alone…
I'm not mad at you, it was your choice
But still there is one small question,
that keeps constantly playing on my mind
WHY
– why you left without a
GOODBYE.
Australopithecus afarensis by Acaciathorn, literature
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Australopithecus afarensis
Taung baby grew into Piltdown man
Progenitor of the human condition
Face became
Arms became
And forelegs became, too
The archaeologist digging trenches looked at the sky
and wondered if
Lucy also saw diamonds.
Think
Of all that is, was, and will be
Only stones survive.
Travels in the Gray Land by Acaciathorn, literature
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Travels in the Gray Land
Once, wise men said the Earth was flat,
Now they say a sphere
But I the traveler have seen
A world arranged in tiers.
It’s three steps up and three steps down
With nothing in between
Each step a realm unto itself
One black, one gray, one green.
The uppermost, the sunlit land
Is lush with verdant choir
Babbling brooks and rustling reeds
Birdsongs in the briar.
Down below, the Black Land sleeps
Silent and austere
Into this reverent quietude
All must disappear.
The middle tier, a hidden plane,
Of neither sun nor shade
A misty, lonely everscape
Where those like me have strayed.
The Gray Land has no native souls
All wanderers are we
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