Mind Games Two - Kiss of Death (collaboration and revised version of @ruffmiriam ’s poem, Mind Games)
I shovel your love in grave at my feet,
hiding behind your bedroom eyes,
sewer seeking lowest level in lies.
I hang by my neck from a rope,
swinging toward you, then swing back,
always yearning for your visits late
at night, when you smell of sex.
Tossing my insides out, leaving
my mind in utter disarray as I moan
please stay, please go, show me mercy,
revisiting same old crippled highway.
Love me in your heat, defend me
from your cheat, mangy dog in heat,
ferry me to heaven – endless delusion
until great divide – kiss of death.
Listen to Me!
Listen to me!
Why can't you grasp it
That sometimes I need someone
To listen to me too, and I've heard
You speaking everyday for months, maybe
Even years, and I just need someone to
Listen to me the same way I listened
to you. And I figured you would
Be the best one to do that so...
Could you try and listen
To me for a change?
Mind Games
Why do I care so deeply for you?
All you've ever brought me
Is heartbreak and pain
I've waited night after night
For you to come home
To hold me, kiss me
Tell me I'm the one
Only to smell someone else's
Perfume on your clothes and
In your sweat
I've sworn more times than
I care to count
That I am done
Only to have you
Pull me towards you
Showering me with kisses
And caresses
And my body melting into
The promise of yours
What is love
That makes us so blind
To ourselves
#collaboration #poetry #challenge
Collab Challenge Revision
Mutilate and enhance at will. (feel free to change up to 90% of the text and add more. Open to all.)
Henrietta fondled Hilda's ear lovingly.
Hilda let out a carefree squeal,
startling herself to all-fours.
Suddenly, our gazes met,
and she began to crawl toward me.
Original (by @EstherFlowers1):
Henrietta fondled Hilda's ear lovingly.
Hilda let out an appreciative fart,
startling herself to all-fours.
Hurricane
She was a storm of sorts
A tornado really
Destroying everything she touched
Never on purpose
It was just in her nature
He came along
Out of the blue
Swept up into her wind
Into this beautiful chaos
And sure there's other girls
Ones with no fierce winds
To scare away the fearful
But he'd rather be trapped
In the eye of her storm
Because without it
He would never be blessed
With the beauty of her light
Music
(open to revision by anyone)
Music makes life worth living
Music can do amazing things to us
Music has a soul that can bond with yours
Music can make you smile
Music can make you cry
Music can make you silent in awe
Music makes memories
Music is something no one can take away from you
Music can give the empty one's souls
There is no life without music and there is no music without life
There is no one without the other
Life is hard and cold
Music is escape and the fire of one’s soul