These scars are my momentos
Kiss every inch to my toes
Drain my sorrow with your love
Be my dark desire my love
Aug 15, 2022
Aug 15, 2022 at 6:22 AM UTC
I never write love poems
This isn't one either
It's my heart desire
It's my last note
I hope you could visit
Sit on the gravel
Tell me about your day
Life, new family
Wipe the dust off
And
Place a fresh bunch of lillies
Nov 9, 2021
Nov 9, 2021 at 4:28 AM UTC
I wrote a loveletter to my ghost
I hope this finds you fine
Don't brush me off yet
I hope you kept that smile
The scars that grazed past my skin
They were my momentos
Hover over my loved ones
Be a guardian Angel
And when they ask about me
Or their hearts shatter
Because of our memories
Remind them to hang on
The good times
Make the lights flicker
Or shake the granny clock
On our chipped wall in the living room
That's the language of the ghosts
Ain't it?
©Cathy Devan
Ig rogue lover
Oct 14, 2021
Oct 14, 2021 at 3:49 AM UTC
My head is heavy
The earth is void
The vultures await
My body is weak
Hunger devours
My legs shake
Covered in dust
This is my last prayer
Darkness overwhelms,
My whole being
Aug 20, 2021
Aug 20, 2021 at 2:07 PM UTC
She danced to the rumbles of the waves,
Her waist meandered to the roars of the waters,
She whistled to the sounds of sea gulls,
And nodded to the rasps of baby *****
She set her body loose,
On fire she rode her highs,
Came to a mind shattering rush,
Toe curling end,
As her spirit left her body,
And all reason left her mind.
©CathyDevan
Aug 20, 2021
Aug 20, 2021 at 11:59 AM UTC
And if tomorrow comes,
Remember to light the candles,
Release lanterns to the sky,
Read the poems I wrote,
Display my paintings,
Celebrate the good times,
Because tomorrow I will hide my face,
And fight in the shadows,
©CathyDivarn
Aug 20, 2021
Aug 20, 2021 at 11:34 AM UTC
At a glance
I saw a gigantic figure swaying
Stopped to watch it vanish
At glance it became my lost friend
I was taken a back to childhood
In childhood games hide and seek
But now fully grown with influence
Moving melodically with my fiancé
So not of same nature frail in solitude
God our maker with lots of gratitude
Later we were sailing in the boat of grace
Celebrating in the same boat of life fragrance
©CathyDevan
Jul 21, 2021
Jul 21, 2021 at 5:21 AM UTC
I ran away but i fell
My darkened soul
Couldn't let me rise
The ocean waves swept
And sank me in the dark
But my darkened soul
Was not in fear
I held onto, waiting for death
But I saw the sun shining
I guess there isnt an end for me
©Pauline
Jul 19, 2021
Jul 19, 2021 at 12:13 PM UTC
She sets the dinner table
Sits down and places a napkin on her laps
Fills her wine glass and
With every sip of gasoline
She sparks a conversation
With the demons awakened
By the ruins of her childhood
©CathyDevan
Jul 19, 2021
Jul 19, 2021 at 11:56 AM UTC
She wishes she was a cave,
So she could echo back,
Her poetry,
On paper,
Or maybe leprechaun,
Could summon her writer spirit,
And she would bleed,
On paper,
Like before,
When she felt weightless,
Like paper,
And free like the wind.
©Cathy Devan
Jul 17, 2021
Jul 17, 2021 at 3:40 PM UTC