A gentle breeze circles and weaves through her hair, as she rests to recharge on the concrete stair. The heat of the sun beats down on her exhausted frame. Stressed from overwork again. Will someone see that all that she needs, a spoon of sugar water to boost her energy.
Why me?
Sitting on the terrace a perfect summer day is how I like to remember us before you went away Too painful to remember memories close to the heart Time will never heal them now we are apart Under the sheets I hide Away from reality’s trace There my dreams are endless there […]
Rota Fortunae
As capricious as the nature of fate can be rota fortunae begins turning favourably What once was down negativity gripped Begins to rise as positive forces lift A successful streak takes a hold confidence firm, driven mind aesthetically bold Roots abundent, strong and deep travel far and wide nothing can defeat To […]
Freedom from
You gave me space a time to breath to help me realise my thoughts and needs Scared at first I felt alone yet after time my thoughts became my own More and more independence grew my attitude changed in everything I knew The freedom you permitted to fulfill your own helped to shape me my […]
Office Crush
As she leant across the desk his heart began to race his eyes wondered to her chest instead of connecting with her face She loved to be a tease in the way she moved her hips and she could sense his unease as her pencil touched her lips She sat taking notes her […]
Lust
Our atoms collide with force with pride an explosion of lust instincts to trust need, want, thought everything I’ve sort Energy, electricity driven by desire deep within stoking passions fire pushing for more everything to explore Bare, open heart given freely from the start Fusion mind body and soul complete made whole By Bryony Brook
Soul Mate
Hands tied with invisible bonds Emotions controlled by a want so strong Mind play used to confuse the game Analytical patterns to direct the blame Time takes the role to smooth and routine Deep rooted desire growing as the soul is seen Inhibitions and demons freed and long gone The final move together join as […]
Change
Post my picture shame my name run my character down the drain Force people to see the faults in me make them more raw, expose them to the core I will not change or my thoughts rearrange I’m not angry with you for the things you do I remember the days when we relaxed in […]
Love becomes hate
Sparks flying sounds of crying tears flowing bags packed for going slammed doors love wars broken heart memories torn apart no more conversation planning revenge situation
Not knowing
A moment a trace a sound a face a feeling a fear something close something near By Bryony Brook
