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BeautifulAsymmetry
BeautifulAsymmetry
F/Somewhere in my Mind I am publishing my poetry on Wattpad! @WhispersToASoul
You shook my life like a snow globe and watched the ashes fall Tracing their path with your finger, you smudged the frail glass ball “How pretty!” you had said of the ashes of my fears That had drifted from the burning of my self-destructive years Or was that cry of praise for you and your own reflection That stared back at your loving gaze of endless self-affection? And when you smudged the glass enough to blur my inner self You called me ineffective and left me on your shelf For I could no longer show you the things you longed to see By losing your reflection, you concurrently lost me
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Sep 12, 2019
Sep 12, 2019 at 11:37 PM UTC
Snow Globe
If only you could glimpse behind my eyes And view the beauty that you juxtapose A taste of you can quickly mesmerize Me. These nascent thoughts grow like embryos Most times I find I ponder thoughtlessly Of the trivial and of the mundane With you I cannot end my scrutiny An endless stream of thought which you maintain I have been found. Yet I am still confound Ed not by life, but by death not by thought But by soul. But by breath. But by profound. I have learned you but you cannot be taught. So pour me a glass of you to consume And I’ll get drunk off liquid thought and mind fulness. Gone. But who am I to assume That you who can’t be found is undefined. If you can touch my mind, my soul, my heart If you can make me think and feel, you’re art.
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Sep 6, 2019
Sep 6, 2019 at 3:18 AM UTC
A Manifesto
If only you could glimpse behind my eyes And view the beauty that you juxtapose Your grinning hazel eyes are lustrous skies And freckles splash like raindrops ‘cross your nose. If only you could listen through my ears And hear the melody that is your voice If I could listen to you laugh for years I wouldn’t wish to have another choice. If only you could live beneath my skin And feel the way your arms embrace my soul The way you stroke my body is a sin And lights my nerves ablaze like burning coal. If only you could comprehend your worth Then you wouldn’t want to leave this Earth.
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Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 12:18 AM UTC
The Value of You
You dug into the porous dirt And dug into my mind The shovel pierced my soiled skin Unearthing humankind Your sweat rolled down your face like tears And watered newborn grass The stench of you seeped through the earth And filled my lungs like gas With a thunk, you struck my heart Too large for you to miss And eager to uncover me, You crawled to the abyss Your hands swept down my woody flesh And wiped away the dirt That littered my facade like ashy Remnants of the hurt Greedily, you gripped my lid And brushed my thoughts aside You cracked my coffin like a clam Exposed my corpse inside You thought you’d see your pretty girl And not this dead disaster But maybe I’d still be in love If you had found me faster A gust of wind pushed you inside Or maybe it was me I swallowed what we used to have And stole what we would be.
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Jul 23, 2019
Jul 23, 2019 at 4:57 AM UTC
Revenge
It only took a little ***** to wedge into my sole A constant sting informing me that I am left unwhole. I curse the infernal splinter and I tug at it in vain But every time I pinch the wood, the sucker still remains I smush my heels into the Sand to pack it like brown sugar Which irritates the lousy wood and shoves its roots in further. I wade on tiptoes ‘cross the Stream to wash away my doubt But on the other shore I see, my calves begin to sprout I chill my little piggies in the Tundra even more so But as the blizzard clears, I find a trunk is now my torso I scrape my arch against the Crag protruding from the Mountain And at the top I see my arms spew branches like a fountain I shuffle along the Ocean floor surrounded by the dark But with my fingers I can feel, my skin has turned to bark I squish the Moss like applesauce and curl my toes with glee Splinter, ‘cause I left you there, I’ve turned into a tree! I’ve now become a nature soul without a heart to lose Why else would I roam across the Earth without a pair of shoes?
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Jul 20, 2019
Jul 20, 2019 at 4:36 AM UTC
The Splinter
I gave my heart to you, my dear To plant its seeds and help it grow You wrapped it in your loving sphere And with your care, it reaped its glow With whispered words and tender strokes It shivered ‘neath your careful touch I should’ve known you were a hoax But it just loved you far too much It never saw the day that he Took the cursed knife above And pressed the tip of it to me Slicing through our deathless love He grasped my pulsing heart in hand And without his or blood it starved He plucked each valve and gory strand And with his knife, he cut and carved He tunneled through the fleshy veins And plugged each open artery While cleaving through the plump membranes He showed his morbid artistry Molding my throbbing heart like clay, He shaped me to his heart of dreams Waiting for the pain to sway, I tried to stitch the broken seams Yet once he carved his perfect heart, He gazed at me with love it missed But I was numb and torn apart I watched his hope cease to exist Even though his mold was right My heart was crushed and so was I He cast my damaged soul aside To find another heart to die And as I saw him walk away, I palmed my broken heart and knew That I was weak and lead astray I lost myself and lost him too
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Jul 20, 2019
Jul 20, 2019 at 4:01 AM UTC
heartcarving
I often ponder thoughtlessly How I ought to be Living flawlessly But I can’t be free Because honestly I am lost. I often wake restlessly With thoughts wrestling In my head maybe The anxiety That captures me And I am lost. I see your arrogance Is rare in its Lack of elegance And he who admits That he who is Maybe never was. I see the consequence Of my ignorance Causes hypocrites from counterfeits I have no sense Of who I was. I am found I am confound ed not by life But by death Not by pain But by breath I am original I am aboriginal Not to land But to mind Not to you But to me.
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Jul 20, 2019
Jul 20, 2019 at 3:06 AM UTC
A Sense of Elegance
Oh, pour me a glass of liquid night To soothe my aching soul. The syrupy salve slips down my throat And sates each gaping hole. I steel for the silv’ry, viscous ink To seep into my toes. While veins embrace the anesthesia, Neurons decompose. Stars like freckles scatter across My ebony skin of sky. A moonbeat echoes in my ears My eyes are Gemini. A sketching of the cosmos is Tattooed upon my skin, Meandering down some unknown stream To soak my bones within. Are these My thoughts I start to hear Resounding in my brain? Nibbling at my consciousness ‘Til only they remain? Is this My body I’m trapped inside, This cell of endless night? The numbness in this head and corpse Have stripped my eyes of sight. Now that I have depleted you, I have no sense of time. It has no meaning anymore; A shift in paradigm. This remedy once brought happiness, But now brings only malice. I thought I had struck gold with this Aurora Borealis Oh, pour me a glass of liquid night To drug my sleepy mind. Addicted to this ***** Fulfillment I can’t find. Comet tears shower down my face; A meteor filled sky. The galaxy is unyielding And now, so am I.
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Jul 20, 2019
Jul 20, 2019 at 3:04 AM UTC
Craving Nyx