What’s Wrong With Being Happy They stare when I laugh for no reason at all As though joy itself should be chained to the wall
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
It’s Over Did It Ever Begin? We sat in silence avoiding each eye Two tired strangers pretending to try Love had grown distant and thin in the room
Forget Me Nots Are Tinged With Tears Tiny blue flowers grew wild by the gate Blooming each summer beside where we’d wait You used to gather them gently for me
Life Was Different Then Life was different then beneath smoky skies Neighbours still spoke while looking in eyes Children stayed playing till streetlights came on
Monkey Laugh Monkey Sing Monkey laugh monkey sing from the wire Dance for the crowd till your spirit grows tired Clap little hands while the people all grin
The Therapist Who Knew My Dreams She asked me why I never slept at night, Why shadows lived beneath my tired eyes, I told her every dream arrived the same,
Here Today Gone Tonight You stood in my doorway with rain in your hair Smile full of chaos and reckless young air Talking of futures like they could not break
Appetites Of The Top Cats High above city streets glowing at night Top cats sit feeding where power burns bright Tailored in black with their sharp polished teeth
An old noir film lies in the gulf of us words first strumming you compressed into vowels the consonants blaring and muted the verbs
By Michele Nampalli5 months ago in Poets
How did you manage that? I was an only child For the first fourteen years You’d need terrible parenting skills To shape someone like me
By Sun Bee5 months ago in Poets
Lions Devoted To The Hunters They raised them from cubs with rough careful hands Fed them fresh meat on the hot dusty land
I thank the skies for the way they rule over us ~ steady and true. I thank the Sun ~ her life force a blessing bestowed upon us so gently, while she, herself, ignites.
By Alys Revna5 months ago in Poets
