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Sierranichole
22/F/AZ Antisocial pessimist.
I envy the cigarettes that kiss you goodnight, And the fine white lines that make you feel alright. I’m jealous of the whiskey that brings warmth to your skin, And of your one off companions; tangled limbs in linens. You tell me you’re prisoner to your fire within, that you’re being tortured alive from your self inflicted sin. You’re broken and bruised and turn to your vices and build up a shelter in your self made crisis And tell me it’s better that I walk away... But my drug is you... and I have to stay.
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May 17, 2020
May 17, 2020 at 2:08 AM UTC
Addict
Im chained to these thoughts that run my mind; Scenes of us harmoniously intertwined. I crave the touch of your lips on the curves of my neck, As my hands trace your skin leaving no inch unchecked. My fingers grip your shoulder blades as your chest is pressed against mine And I feel the melodies of your fingertips that send pulsing shivers down my spine. Our breath exhaled against each other’s in slow pattered rhymes. Begging the clocks against us, to give us more time. But I open my eyes, and as good as it seems, My desire for you is only met in my dreams.
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Jun 19, 2019
Jun 19, 2019 at 1:49 PM UTC
Desired Dreams
You’re just a gift unborn A few months along in life I was never alone Cause my heart you did reside. You’re sisters not ready But I’ll know she’ll be in time In just three months Your love will be all mine. And I sing to you softly For now and all of our life Can’t wait to hold you And look deep in those eyes. I woke up cold to the snow And somethings not right at all Just a few hours later... I got the doctors call Now December tore my soul into pieces I can’t see a future without your presence And I wish I didn’t have to remember The excitement I felt about your big entrance    I feel alone in this dark winter haze My heart feels scorned I’m tired of strangers embrace Now it’s Christmas Day And I’m thinking about your life, how it was so short lived And I’m still in the dark as to why.
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May 22, 2019
May 22, 2019 at 8:14 PM UTC
Remembering December
You gave into the life of rock and fame; Dove into to crowds that screamed your name. But you broke your vows along the way And took comfort in these vices that mixed up your days. You let that devil on your shoulder put his voice in your head And wound up with schoolgirls asleep in your bed. And the angel that wept in the back of your mind Has dwindled to nothingness after all this time. You walk this tightrope between “good or evil” Deluded decisions you made from that needle. And with each and every step you take Yet another young girls soul sure breaks. You’ve poured in their mouths deceit from your spoon And the strings of innocent hearts become untuned. And I wonder if you have regret in your heart From tearing those lives who loved you apart. Spreading your sickness to all those around. Poor victims that fell for your melodic sound. But one day someone will break down your empire. And set that rope you walk on, on fire.
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May 11, 2019
May 11, 2019 at 4:44 PM UTC
Tightrope
My thunderous roars entranced you. I pushed you to me with howling, heavy winds. I Surrounded your heart with blackened clouds And drowned your soul with the water beneath them. On the waves of stormy emotions I dragged you from the safety of the shore And mindlessly you came to me A more broken man than you’ve been before. You chose to hear my song of solemn Resonating within my familiar hymn. When you arrived with eyes glossed over you pleaded in broken cries for me to take you in. When I kissed your lips to drink your warmth My mouth caressed your sorrow I felt you praying for this day, Wishing to never see tomorrow. I sang you into that gentle sleep And did so painfully For I kissed away the pain you felt That I’ve only seen within me.
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Mar 12, 2019
Mar 12, 2019 at 12:59 AM UTC
Siren Lullabies
Heart of glass and mind of stone An internal war within my own But I fall into you, kisses tender And to my heart I ungraciously surrender From the moment I read what your sad eyes described I knew that, with you... my soul identified The connection between us chokes up the air And I tried my best to avoid temptations glare But I gave into you, and I hold no regret And this craving for you is starting to set As I traced down your side with deepen desire You pulled me in close, you’re grip getting tighter. Now the hands on the clock are moving to fast Albeit my wishes to make it last And we continue our path in different directions But I’ll remember that night in all its perfection. Now my lips long to touch yours once more And my skin lusts for you much worse than before. I don’t know if we’re fated...but see I wish if we’re not, we pretended to be.
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Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 11:16 AM UTC
Heart of Glass
A tender poets locution, Captivating my soul with sorrow remark. Has saved myself from drowning isolation And through our words, becomes a spark. With sound be in stitches Your eyes deep enrapture, My soul is at home With your infectious laughter. Relief from my affliction, Wonderful illusion finds me vulnerable. I find peace in your reflection This sensation; overwhelmingly desirable But I’m not the muse behind your art You’re poetic love rests not with me By the end of this night we’ll continue apart Just like we’re wistfully fated to be.
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Jan 21, 2019
Jan 21, 2019 at 3:38 PM UTC
My wonderful illusion
You broke me while I made you. I fell for all your spells I went in this without a clue You dragged me to your hell I made myself a bridge for you To save you from the life you chose Hesitant to start a new But little did I know... It’d take you longer to adjust, Temptations call you back. That white poison you did trust And me, you would attack. I fought and cried and begged you to see The decisions you have made But you sat back and watched me bleed So I made the faithless trade Piece by piece I split my soul To build you up and make you whole You finally saw, and I was proud But now I had my own rain cloud And when I looked to you for help I became a nuisance So I placed this smile that wasn’t felt And held this anger true since For without the chances that I gave You wouldn’t be the man I made.
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Jan 21, 2019
Jan 21, 2019 at 1:04 PM UTC
You broke me while I made you.
I feel most comfortable in my skin when it’s pressed against yours In small rooms guarded by locked doors Where all we hear is your steady breathing And my anxious heart hurriedly beating As we melt into one another And all we know is this moment, trapped within each other Not love, not lust Just a physical wanderlust
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Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 8:54 PM UTC
Small Rooms
On this twisted black night there is only silence but for the cold abrasive winds that scream through these chilled limbs I cannot feel Leaving my hair tossed into a mangled craze I no longer see the path that leads me to safety. But then I hear your soft calls break through these prison cell walls. I feel your warmth embrace my fears I reach for your grasp, desperate for security My sweet escape Sweet poetic lullabies you sing to me I listen as the sun rises from your lips The last chilled breeze releases itself among this warmed summers soil I can finally hear the birds sweet song Oh my sweet nightingale, you’ve released me from my cell My soul is saved and a wonderful companion I have made. For my thoughts were the cold impassive night. And this tangled mess I wear because I longed to pry these thoughts out of sight. I no longer hush my pains to the back of my mind. Because I realize now I’m unconfined. And it’s because of you that now I know. But if I knew... that I’d find you I’dev suffered long ago.
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Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 8:51 PM UTC
Sweet nightingale