POETRY ROCKS eZine

Under my bed the monsters prowl and hunt and play

Under my bed clouds of dust float around blowing gusts of filthy air

Under my bed are stories to be found

Under my bed the adventures are ready to be embarked on

Under my bed lay dark mysteries

A vast wonderland

Under my bed is something scary,

Its almost reminds me of Uncle Larry,

I fear every night of going to sleep

Cause if I do it will grab my feet,

It will drag me under with its hand that is vile

And then escape will soon be futile,

It will slowly consume me,

Under the bed,

And then I fear I will be dead

I’m 6 years old my name is Ted

And until I’m older I will fear what’s under the bed.

As time fly’s by

Brutal past

Is it worth it

New beginnings

Questions in need of answers

The tears, the worries  

Crushed or up-lifting

At a high frozen speed

Like a staircase

Broken hearts

I’m not yelling

I’m just raising my voice

I’m not crying

I’m just sick

I’m not mad

I’m just disappointed

I’m not overreacting

I’m just worried

I’m not mean

I just love you

After the rain, the place was wet
After the rain, the place was cold
After the rain, the place was dark
After the rain, I was upset
After the rain, the day was over

Heart contaminated

Worries and desperation

Eyes wide

Anticipation and desire

Mouth silent

Shallow wedge of sunlight

Mind weak

Shattered and cracked

Body strong

Built and healthy

Hands searching

For something to hold on to

Contemplating,

Disastrous

Catastrophic

BANG

Nothing

This is what happens when conflicts begin

But everyone knows only one side shall win

So who will it be?

Shall it be you, or me?

Whoever knows what is to come with fate?

All you can do is try not to be late!

As time presses on, and light begins to fade,

Stark sharp cries in the distance are made

As they cry out in the night,

It helps remind you of their fight, their struggle

For life.

Ben

BANG! You broke my heart                         

 A devastating disappointment                  

My Feelings are torn                   

I cannot bear to see you again

Until my heart has healed

Until that day

I stand here alone

Fighting my feelings

And one day, someday

I will meet you again

Ben/Evan                                                       

BANG! You broke my heart                         

Blowing smoke all the while                         

A devastating disappointment

Like an Erlenmeyer flask                               

I cannot bear to see you again

Taking a trip to Home Depot                      

Until that day

Trying to buy some tools                             

Fighting my feelings

Like a hot crossed bun                                

Under my bed there is toys.
Under my bed there is shoes.
Under my bed there is closes.
Under my bed there is some movies
Under my bed there is book.
Under my bed there is DvDs.
Under my bed there is…………Underware.

Under my bed I heard a noise
Under my bed I heard a bang
Under my bed I heard a boom
Under my bed I heard a roar
Under my bed I heard a screech
Under my bed I heard a whoosh
Under my bed I heard a wham
Under my bed I found my….
BROTHER