'Tomorrow and Yesterday':

Tomorrow's just a breath away,
Feeling a distant memory,
So far from real.
Yesterday, always here,
Steadfast, headstrong,
Always in my face,
Asking me... What if,
Reality is nothing but illusion.
I'll have to ask Tomorrow,
If I ever see her...


..........................

'Taunting':

Itching, craving, needing,
Lost to a lost cause,
Taunting,
Just once more,
One little hit,
Before we say goodbye
No one needs to know.
Hell, who cares?
Giving in is always easy,
Owning up, another story,
Wishing, hoping I'd be stronger.
But later?
Reality always strikes even harder,
But there you are,
Your bittersweet, melodic "Hello".
Hooking me on this addiction,
Yes, I am weak.


...................

'Bird':

Just a baby,
A tiny bird
Brittle, they accuse you of.
But I know your heart,
Sing it out, child.
Cast your blanket,
Of the fears of your mother,
Be who you always were,
Believe in my faith in you!


 

Last edited by This Is The Phantom Lady (April 8, 2014 7:34 am)

Lovely poetry, Phantom! 'Addicted' is my favourite!

Not totally happy with this one...


'Promise':

Make me a promise
Hollow at best
Drink me dry
You left me open
A rush of blood 
To the head
Is what you feel like
Step on my toes
Force me to feel
Open my eyes
Just promise me to make me that promise.
 

Last edited by This Is The Phantom Lady (April 9, 2014 6:25 am)

Thank you! It just feels a bit flat to me... 

I know I don't talk much around here but these are really beautiful

I was considering sending this to the actual person behind this... but I'm not going to step down to his level. 


'Mr Big Shot':

Hey Mr big shot
Did you go out with a bang
Were you hit with reality
Or was that too much of a clash,
Did you hear them laugh
Behind your back,
Mr kiss, kiss, bang bang,
Too busy to say goodnight,
To your favourite pet,
Oh the stories I've heard,
And the ones I've told,
Remember when I played you,
Reversed the game,
Mr 'I own you'.
Oh you lost me long ago,
But I know better,
You never had me.

Last edited by This Is The Phantom Lady (April 10, 2014 9:03 pm)

Aw you're all too kind! 



'Walls':

Home sweet home,
These four white walls,
Blue shades falling,
Sometimes even shining of gold,
Night or day,
Light will always make it through,
Those drawn curtains,
Shielding me of the world outside,
I hear the sirens,
I feel the trains going past,
My ears ache as they break,
I litter these square walls,
With pieces of my heart,
Slowly picking myself apart.

Okay, yes... this is about Benedict.


'Ode to a man':

Beautiful words,
Tunes so soft,
Such a kind melody,
Careful, colourful strikes of a brush,
I could never do you justice,
Never satisfy my own longing,
To capture you,
As I see you,
To know you might smile,
If I ever showed you my attempts,
You're far too polite,
And I'm in too deep,
But I can't stop trying.

'The Enemy':


Why does it hurt so much,
To hear someone say,
That people actually care,
That they should,
And how I'm such a sweet girl.
Why does a compliment leave me teary,
When it ought to leave my back straighter.
But you're so right,
I need to love myself,
But please tell me how,
My own worst enemy,
Would love to feel ordinary,
And not have to hide,
My war wounds from the world,
But when you're fighting yourself,
There'll never be a winner.
 

Thank you Batchlock! 'Small' was a bit hard to write...


This one seems a bit strange to me somehow...



'A Good Man':

A good man made mistakes,
While on a mission to taste the world,
Could not get enough,
Not before it was too late,
And he was left trying to fix,
The remnants of his moral compass,
What was up, what was down?
And who was she?
Had he forgotten who he left behind,
The good life he had,
And for what?
A sin so great, a shame so everlasting,
And a child there, 
So new, so fresh, so fragile,
He dared not look for he knew,
This was over before it started,
And his old life waited at home...