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RyanLindsey
RyanLindsey
This is a lengthy, stale, uncomfortable existence pouring over every emotion which should be celebrated.
Earthly eyes portraying the radiant greens reflected in the sun Being complemented by an ocean in the night Making her gaze a day dream She sleeps Her opulent mind in a trance, precious head at rest. She's a cloud Deserves care, affection, sacrifice, trust, and praise Breathing gently is therapy She sleeps Beautiful composition, her body tells a story of desire Warm golden brown hair shines my future Running down to her neck Asking for kisses Admire Her She sleeps
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Nov 7, 2016
Nov 7, 2016 at 10:55 PM UTC
Snuggled
THE BODY THE NERVES PRACTICALITY RATIONALITY THE ACHES THE ACHES Guided by fear trying to accept love
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Nov 7, 2016
Nov 7, 2016 at 12:17 AM UTC
11:14pm
When the brisk winds dominate the night sky I listen to its alluring voice Singing the songs of everyone's story The winds push against the grass, tress, flowers, bushes Creating a symphony, demanding to be heard Complimenting the night sky In a overwhelming cry for help To hear the winds become violent aching Good people take its weight creating peace Listen to good people sing in the night
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Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 10:53 PM UTC
Winds Talking
Remote and isolated Confused and delusional Aggressive and insecure Not right now. Peace with these moments.
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Nov 4, 2016
Nov 4, 2016 at 11:12 PM UTC
Short frail pleasure
THE HEART BECOMES NUMB OVER THE EXAGGERATED AND THE VIOLENT. I FEED THE MALADY AND DIG MYSELF A SELF LOATHING PIT FOR NOT ONLY MY CORPES BUT THE PEOPLE I UNWILLINGLY DAMAGED. THE CRACKS IN MY MIND ARE CLAWED WITH FEAR AND THE AGNST PACES AND PACES. EVERYTHING THAT EXISTS FOR INFINITE MILES WITH IN ONE IS DEAD, EVERY INCH OF LIFE IS UNFAMILIAR. I POUR OUT WHAT LIFE I HAD INTO MY PETITE PLANTS AND RESONATE THE GREENS IN MY BITTER CHEST THAT CANT CLINCH ANY BREATH OF RURAL STILLNESS THAT HELPS ME NOT SPILL MY ORGANS ONTO MY FLOOR. THIS OVER EXHAUSTING BETRAYAL OF MYSELF AND THE RIVALRY AGAINST MY MIND CANT TAKE REST FOR AS LONG AS THE ROOTS IN THE SOIL ARE TANGLED AND NOT BREATHING I AM NOT WILLING TO SHARE ANY COMFORT. THE LIFE THAT WAS ONCE IN FIELDS OF MIDDLE AMERICA ARE GONE AND I MISSED SO MUCH JOY I SOAK IN THE BITTER TAKE ON THE 2016 WINTER.
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Dec 7, 2015
Dec 7, 2015 at 6:23 PM UTC
Winter of 2016
Your morbid reassurance to a impractical salutation hurts us both. sleeping outside is gonna get us sick. Your insecurities lead you to my confidence that sank us both to vulnerability. Not only did you abuse my well being, you drained it. Look at my victimizing face and tell me this isnt your fault. It takes two to devastate one. We both deserve to sleep in the same bed Come inside We have a stoic endurance for each other. You're not wrong for anything
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Dec 2, 2015
Dec 2, 2015 at 2:59 PM UTC
Stoic Endurance
I banged my head on the shelf exactly half an hour after I´d taken an aspirin for my hangover. Didn´t feel a thing.
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May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 7:55 PM UTC
sometimes it all...
Self confidence is the most efficient kind of insecurity.
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May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 7:54 PM UTC
Self Confidence
Sticks and stones my break my bones but words may never leave me.
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Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 11:30 PM UTC
Sticks & Words
I took a shower with Heaven once under a brilliant sky of splashed milk. She exploded,    then giggled at our lovemaking-sounds, the beautiful noises we made in earnestness up against the slippery wall.
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Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 11:24 PM UTC
Showering With Heaven