out of gas the horizon hot, the field tall the ground black, sky above …

out of gas
the horizon hot, the field tall
the ground black, sky above all
blue

the car came churning down the road
tesl at the wheel
running on EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEmpty--

click,clack
tic,tock
like a timer ready to blow
slow
down

out of gas
tesl gets out
cracked headlights
bloody hood
gun from belt
tesl knelt
along the road
in the field

waiting . . .

Leave me feedback on this-i wrote it this morning1 thanks :) :: …

Leave me feedback on this-i wrote it this morning1 thanks :) :: The Silence Over Coffee :: I asked what you thought; You shrugged, As if that were an adequate opinion. You went out for a smoke (Don't deny it- I could smell it On your breath and in your hair) After stirring my words into your coffee. You let it cool overnight, Took a sip first thing in the morning, Dumped it down the kitchen sink, And wiped your mouth with the Back of your hand. When I came back the next day And asked again what you thought, You just offered me some coffee With your stained smile (Still charming, nonetheless). And I, I shrugged, Took the cup from your hands Turned on my heel and walked out the door. You followed- "Hey wait..!" You froze in the door way, Your jaw hanging limp Like a white flag. "Close your mouth," I said, and turned away. "Besides, It's not like you've got anything to say."

Leave feedback please- i wrote this for a poetry class :) thanks I …

Leave feedback please- i wrote this for a poetry class :) thanks I haven't written in awhile. And this really isn't all that great. At all. But I hope you enjoy it anyways. :: Your Own Philosophy:: The grass is wet and I have no place to sit And write about you, my love I miss your voice; Time has passed since I've last seen your face, my love But maybe it's all for the better Maybe I'll grow not to care Just as you've been doing all this time My love And when you ask My answer is the same as yours A slender nothing that rather matches your soul A shrug of the shoulders all arctic cold And when you wonder No, I won't wait around to see You are your own philosophy And I don't agree Oh, how could you be so careless With your affection, my love Can't you tell I'm too eager to bless The ground you walk on, my love But maybe it's all for the better Maybe I'll stop being blind Just as you have been all this time My love Oh, how could you be so reckless With your own precious heart, my love So ready to give it away for a kiss Gone in an instant, my love But maybe it's all for the better Maybe next time you won't be so naive Just as I have been all this time My love And when you ask Your rhetoric begs for an answer The sooner it comes, the sooner you forget Any inconvenience you dust from your shoulder and reject So why should I wait and wonder At whatever it is you've come to be You are your own philosophy And I don't agree

Hi everyone! This is a poem I wrote in my best friend's perspective. …

Hi everyone! This is a poem I wrote in my best friend's perspective. Hope you all enjoy it!

What's left of me?

I mourned for your lips,
I mourned for that sensation,
Of that special kiss.
I mourned for your eyes,
Piercing blue like the sky above us.
What's left of me is the memories of you.
You took apart of me that I can't retrieve.
My heart feels broken.
My heart feels empty.
My happiness is gone,
It's what you took away.
It's what's left of me.
What's left of me is sorrow,
Pain, and heartbreak.
You left me dazed and confused.
You put me through so much misery.
I told you I loved you,
But you never seemed to care.
You always ignored me,
Occupying yourself,
So you didn't have to talk to me.
I asked you, "What's wrong?",
While gently resting my hand on your
Shoulder.
You shrug away replying,
"Nothing."
As I replayed that scene in my head,
I realized something was wrong.
But now, what's left of me,
Are the memories of you,
And no matter what,
You'll always be in my heart,
Always and forever.

i was born then down a dak hole i fell to hell and all was …

i was born
then down a dak hole i fell
to hell
and all was well
until the mourning sun
scorched my baby tears
burned away my fears
and i was gone