Sunday, 30 March 2014
Throw my red heels off as I sat on the sofa, as i sip down coffee from a hand painted cup painted with care evry line trying to tell a story her fingers where like silk what did she mean? Feathers and a butterfly? Thinkg as I taste the smooth rich coffee the smell so divine.
Feathers ment courage to fight off the bad ones, red and brown butterfly ment significant news on the horizon .
Written for :The mag213
Tuesday, 25 March 2014
Woke up, all this mes
What happened? Im depressed
Everything is a blur.
Trying to remember the mess
Anxiously picking up scattered
Things from the wooden floor
Looking at clues like inspcter clouseau
Falling over things what seems to be
A leftover tornado.Then like a flash
It all came back i turned back then lad
Flat on my back and that was that.
Saturday, 22 March 2014
Written for : The Roguen Nun Promht
Friday, 21 March 2014
Sunday, 16 March 2014
Wednesday, 12 March 2014
From Sargent Sam.
Written by: sugaronwheels
Sunday, 9 March 2014
Need to remember the strain
It was all about your Stuck-up
You always blabber on about
When the days where So extraordinary, your still going on
Wake up everything has gone.
Still playing, nothing to win
Only to lose all has been wasted
On gaming, it's my number to
Play, the game has changed direction.
Written for mag210
Saturday, 8 March 2014
Friday, 7 March 2014
Tuesday, 4 March 2014
My mind full of thoughts
Like a traffic jam hearing
Little devil voices trying to
Contribute to madness
Of my worthless life,as I
Lay my dreary head on my oak desk.
Taking a poets nap just to recap
The day writing words mixing them
In the bowl of life So true
Meaning comes out.
Written for: Mag
Monday, 3 March 2014
Why did you leave? Why go?
You were so close to me
Loved you dear you hurt me so
I told you so don't you go out
That door, but oh no you had
Dear father I love you so
I beg you can you forget our
Pain and let go ?Still remember The day youTold me so,not to go,In my white gown,
I was stubborn and wanted
What I couldn't have .
It's been three long years
Missing you so, my heart
Is sinking slow. Life is pulling
Like a magnet out of my soul
I love you my soul . Missing the
The days full of laughter and
Even the anger .
Wish you could see my children
Full of innocence they help me to hold on . Will I see you ever again? Or hear your voice again?
My only wish was to live again.
Sunday, 2 March 2014
2014 / jan / 22
Just doing my thing like a pro roller
Wheeliez are my game so don't you
Stop my thing , you say I'm a just roller.
Next time you pass by say hi and
Look how my chair is in the sky
Now you know I'm king of the rollerz.
By : memesugaronwheels
Laying on silk sand listening to harmony all around, reason isn't fair, death is near, I don't care how will it feel? How is it going to be over there?
Drank my last sip, played my last song just waiting for death to come! The moon is watching my last scene before I go. The lion is ready to pounce on me.
Thank you for mag