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  Feb 2019 Chantelle Iles
Katey
I hate this day for the pitiful meaning it stands for.
I'd rather be burned as a witch than have someone look at me with love in their eyes this day.
It is a day of bleak desolation
Nothing more.
All the anger and hate inside swells to twice its size leaving no trace of happiness and joy whatever that is.
Leave me alone, or face the demon.
  Feb 2019 Chantelle Iles
mel
Love is fake
Romance is a lie
I will be alone
Until the day I die
I'm always going to be alone.
Chantelle Iles Feb 2019
I didn't want to fall in love, never really been the type
I didn't even want to like you,but then again I guess I might
You see I've been hurt in the past, a few times I'll admit
And you wanna know what's funny, it was all by the same *****
I wish I could tell you that I learnt my lesson
But not the first, not even the second

Something about you is peculiar though
I can't be yet sure, I still don't know
I am drawn back to you again and again
It seems funny, I barely know you, not even a friend
I am infatuated with waking up when you're there
Basking in the aroma of last night's *** in the air

So let's exchange our gifts
You give me flowers and I'll give you ****
While we discard the light of the sun
That lurks impatiently to steal our fun
"Don't go stay a while, work can wait"
"It's only today, I'll see you at eight"
Chantelle Iles Dec 2018
4 Seasons
When the sun shines bright
From morning until night and the days
Are longer than before
When the river flows clear into the ocean
The birds can be heard at the crack of dawn
I will love you

When the sun hugs me tightly and promises
Longer days, warmer nights
When it kisses my skin and brings me joy
When the water is hot and nothing but
A bikini keeps me modest
I will love you

When the sun creeps away earlier
And the air becomes crisp, when the skies
Are orange and amber
When the birds start to migrate and
And the meadow becomes drier
I will love you

When the sun radiates no warmth
And the trees stand naked, shivering
When the sky cries itself to sleep
And the flowers are brown and shrivelled
When the hats and scarves can't offer comfort
I will love you
Chantelle Iles Oct 2018
My body a temple, your traveler's eyes would wander,
You wanted to explore, climb the peak and glide back under,
With cautious intent,
You began your descent,
Until you made your plunder.

With secrets and mystery, masked by cloud cover,
You'd continue to hunt, until it were over,
With each determined stride,
You'd find more places to hide,
Exposing more depth to discover.

Embracing all of your senses, you burrow deeper,
And there it is, quick, it's setting off the bleeper,
Treasures of riches, jewels and a single pearl,
Gleaming amidst a clam, with a swirl,
I dare say, you might find it cheaper.

With ravenous eyes, a drooling tongue,
You steal as much as you'd manage, until you are stung,
Your hands are perilous,
So you become querulous,
As is expected of men, so young.
Chantelle Iles Sep 2018
im drunk
like to the point                     where i can barely stand
i dont even remember my    name
so     who are     you?
when i close my eyes                   everything spins and
im confused
i dont know how this happened  it was
all so quick                  one shot                                                
led to another
and another    

i collapsed on the bed and it all came
pouring
            back
                       out
                              of
                                                 my mouth
                                                                ­     soaking the floor.

The next morning, thankful that the sick cleared the toxins from my body and I could function.
You told me of my actions the night before, have you ever been so blackout drunk that you really have no recollection of what you had done? Where you have bruises and you don't know how they got there?
The biggest bruise was my self respect. I was ashamed, disgusted.
Chantelle Iles Sep 2018
I'm dying of thirst, but I am drowning,
I try to force a smile, but I am frowning,
My stem is growing weak,
as a result of the conversations we do not speak.

Stunted is my growth,
When I was born you swore an oath,
To nurture and protect me,
To provide and care for me.

I try to blossom and bloom
But when you left it was too soon,
There were more seeds you could sow,
But you failed and they too could not grow.

I waited for the rains,
I waited for sunshine in vain,
The world continued to spin,
But because of you I never did win.

You picked me up, from the core,
I know you meant well, but it made me sore,
But can we ever start over?
Just because I am grown and you are sober.
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