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Quinnt97
Quinnt97
26/FTM/Joplin Original work, criticism is welcome :)
You thought he was beautiful? Maybe so. Yet he weeps when he looks in the mirror, much like an old willow… Grasping at the earth with Cracked and tethered vines With Anger and sorrow With Insecurities drowning his roots He wonders what the sky looks like, While he’s forced to watch himself grow down He thinks “it must be beautiful” Maybe so.
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Aug 12, 2022
Aug 12, 2022 at 5:31 PM UTC
The Old Willow Has a Face
She has cherry stained lips that Curl into a smile but it’s The end of a leash without slack, A chain around your wrists That only get tighter when you Lean in to kiss Her double sided edges Her name is desire
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Aug 11, 2022
Aug 11, 2022 at 1:02 PM UTC
Desire (an unfinished excerpt)
People call me talented… But if only the art from my hands could Play violin instead of reliving sad memories and Holding my breath in While the words try and Try to create something That makes more sense than Someone with delicate hands Playing a violin
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Aug 4, 2022
Aug 4, 2022 at 8:17 PM UTC
I’m no Musician
I wonder Do you ever catch a taste Of those lies you fed to Everyone else? Does it fill a void That grasping at my waist, Couldn’t? Is it bittersweet Or just bitter? I wonder How many times did you Go in circles Chasing your own tales Hanging on a single strand Was your world painted purple? Or was it blue? Was it beautiful... When you outstretched your hand Just to close it when I jumped for you
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Jul 15, 2022
Jul 15, 2022 at 11:11 PM UTC
Here’s to Wandering
You sleep so soundly, Blissful in your unawareness; While my mind taunts me with Everything I can’t forget
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Jul 15, 2022
Jul 15, 2022 at 8:52 PM UTC
Ignorance is Bliss
Sometimes when I close my eyes I imagine you, with your stupid smile Finger tips along my skin Dragging gently Soft as satin; Laying down gold on the cracks and seams Yes, the very ones that you constructed But there’s no ache anymore Only warmth Until I open my eyes again... O h What I’d give for a day To soak into your love As if nothing ever changed
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Jun 12, 2022
Jun 12, 2022 at 8:46 PM UTC
I can’t keep my eyes closed forever
**** you For idolizing someone else’s body While I’m lying next to you Blissfully unaware **** you For showing her your vulnerabilities That only my eyes were Meant to see **** you For giving her your attention And telling me I don’t give you enough; Telling her you love her Telling her she’s beautiful Telling me lies **** you For breaking me And still being able to Sleep at night **** you **** you **** you Why can’t I hate you?
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Feb 28, 2021
Feb 28, 2021 at 10:28 AM UTC
F you
You're almost easily compared to a myth; While your affection is wanted, By more than one, You tend to either give it to all.. or to none But never only to me So begs the question, In our world, does it even exist?
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Mar 22, 2018
Mar 22, 2018 at 12:07 AM UTC
Myths are still great though
“She tasted like what I would compare discovering lost treasure to, while being wrapped up in the vague scent of cigarettes and vanilla. 
And by the end of the night, we were skin on skin, on skin and more skin, just around the corner.
 Breaking down barriers with our own finger tips.
 She felt like she was made to be touched; igniting nerves in my hands that I never even knew existed.”
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Jan 26, 2018
Jan 26, 2018 at 1:17 AM UTC
Excerpt of a book she makes me want to write
This isn’t the first time I let the smoke cloud my room; Take over my mind But nothing ever changes, I still think about you even when I can’t think straight Nothing ever changes
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Jan 4, 2018
Jan 4, 2018 at 9:34 PM UTC
Think Straight