Darkness
Creeping through alleys
Toward unsuspecting victims
I’ll capture you
A spider with a fly
In my web of lies
I’m hungry
Looking for food
Fulfilled by lust
You look at me
Tell me you love me
Tell me you want me
And I’m satisfied.
Tag: Creativity
Seeing Ghosts
Every time I turn around
I see you standing there.
You appeared without a sound
And at a glance, filled me with fear.
A blurred silhouette just standing
In the center of the room…
In my head is branding
An uneasy feeling of doom.
I know that I’m the only one
Who can see your kind,
But only after you’re already gone
I realize it’s only in my mind.
Cleopatra
She swings and she sways
To the trill of the piano,
With a facade of blonde hair
And the red lips of a vixen
To hide the fear held in her eyes
Of the terminal illness
Dancing in her veins
From dusk ’til dawn.
Copper
A penny for my thoughts?
Give me a pen and a paper
And I’ll take you on a journey
Past the contrasting black ink
On the white-as-snow page
And show you the mechanics
Of my brain. Here my thoughts
Are carried away on
Post-it notes of their own
Until they’re pieced together
Like separate pieces of the same puzzle,
A bigger idea made from
Several smaller ones
Placed out for very few to read.
Give me a penny, if you wish,
But I guarantee
It’s more than what you bargained for.
Lovely Lady
You may be beautiful,
But what more do you have?
With looks, but no money?
I’ll pay you for your worth.
Some coins for your teeth
Royal with their pearly crowns.
A dozen dollars for your hair
Locks of their own without being captured by keys.
I gave you freedom from your looks
In exchange for a human toy.
Yes, you’re a lovely lady, doll.
The Way We Talk
Words taking flight
On a trip, traveling up my throat
Flitting across my tongue
And playing at the tip
Where they brush past my lips
And escape.
But what happens
When there are no words?
A different form of communication
Evolves without trying.
Your lips on mine-
The pressure, lingering, intensity
All signs that show me
What you want, need, desire.
A secret code, no-
A secret passed
From one pair of lips to another
A conversation that lasts a lifetime.
This language is our own.
Trapped
Death is but an absence
Of the mind’s activity
While held in captivity
Of the depreciating body
That it used to control.
Are You the One for Me?
Would you-
Follow me to the end of the Earth
Where no one else will know our names?
Listen to my every word
And hold on to it like a cherished friend?
Join me for my smallest whims
Even if they require more than they’re worth?
Hold my hand through thick and thin
And be there for me when I fall?
Trust in me and believe
I would never lead you astray.
Help me act out my hopes and dreams
And celebrate our success.
Love me like there’s no tomorrow
And hope today never ends.
But even if you would,
Would I do the same for you?
Farewell to a Friend
I bid adieu
To the friend I once knew
With a swift “Adios!”
And a glamorous toast.
I’ll wave and say “ciao”
Without knowing how
To say our final goodbye
Without a good cry.
So let’s make this fast
Held with memories that last
And say our concluding farewell
Before my eyes begin to swell.
Demise
I see a girl with emerald eyes
That glisten and ensnare
The world with it’s skies
Without the slightest care,
Free from what’s soon to destroy her.
I see a girl with eyes so cool
For they’ve seen the world fall
To armies so cruel
That they’ll take it all
Away for the chance to entrap her.
I see you with your eyes cast down
A single glance and I peruse
A distinctly permanent frown
From the emotional abuse
That you let yourself go through.