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aapkihamesha
aapkihamesha
I love to laugh and I'm always in love. :)
Humming all the sad songs In this forest of white I saunter through slowly Reminded of blue, or green, Maybe grey Depended on the day Melancholy coos Dying to escape from Crimson lips that Smile Only for you
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Feb 8, 2014
Feb 8, 2014 at 4:22 PM UTC
Stay mine
Drunk slurs on your tongue 
Between your teeth 
 Escaping your lips too quick for you to catch 
Letters that your heart adores 
Spun together by inebriation 
 Much to the dismay of your reason
 Spelling my name
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Feb 8, 2014
Feb 8, 2014 at 4:15 PM UTC
Drunk Ex
I dream, I dream. How I will be, When his eyes finally lay on me. I wait, I wait. Please don't be late. My brown eyes, my long hair I'll decorate. My Blue Eyed Beast, Your eyes like seas. I adore, I adore, To swim.
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Feb 10, 2013
Feb 10, 2013 at 12:05 AM UTC
The Blue Eyed Beast
And then your sleepy gaze finally closed for the night, On my beating heart, your head full of forever rested and dreamt, I hummed you Your Song, so you can drift deeper into your paradise, I gently combed your short hair with my fingers, I felt the prickle on my skin, My love cannot be contained, it spilled over my slow breath with a giggle, I hugged you closer to me with my other hand, I'll never let go. When that sun tickled my eyelids, my cheek was on your heart, My hair spilling over you, your hands running through it, I look up at you, squinting, you smile and whisper, "Don't get up, I want to hold you for a little more." So I giggle once more, squeeze you tighter, and fall deeper into you, Into my paradise.
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Feb 8, 2013
Feb 8, 2013 at 2:58 AM UTC
The Dream
I meekly rummage through my purse Looking for my tangled earpHones The sweet sounds of guitar and synth fill my ear As we pass Eglinton West I wait for the last minute of the song Where I maximize the volume Just to hear the faint bass in the ocean of noise Like my pastel jelly fish amongst navy blue Stinging my tearducts with poison Is your bass That romantic tune forever ringing in my ears Like your breathe down my back Like your eyelash on my cheek Like your fingers in my hair The same that pluck that bass Cascading ******** sound waves through my tired mind, romantic heart I put your bass away, back in my purse And walk the streets of my city Where I see you everywhere You can't be put away neatly in my subconscious You're their bassist, But most of all, You're my front man.
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Jan 22, 2013
Jan 22, 2013 at 3:12 AM UTC
The Bassist
I adore everything about you. And I hate that I do. Because it makes everything harder. It makes me shake. I can't even write a euphonious poem anymore because the thoughts in my mind are no longer so. You're absolutely everything to me, yet, in all honesty, you're nothing. It's that slightly shorter tooth. It's that dimple in your chin. It's that smirk I know you make when you like something I say. It's when you said you'd like to steal my lips. It's that moment when you said you'd dream of me after I sang for you. It's that time you said my skin drives you mad when you think about it. It's how you're the only one who knows about the hidden devil. It's about how you love the way my tongue illustrates words bewilderingly so. It's the way you want my mind just as much as my body. It's about how you love dinosaurs and your dog. It's the way you message me 4:00 in the morning with only a heart and a smiley face. It's how I would do absolutely anything for you. Like a drug, how I would sell my soul for just one more hit. It's a lie, when I tell myself I love someone else. It's the truth, when I say I would wait my whole life loving and waiting just for you. It's how I pour my heart out this way, Knowing, I can never have you.
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Jan 6, 2013
Jan 6, 2013 at 1:48 AM UTC
I don't know what to call this sorrow drenched prose.
Pull me away from this foggy street, Show me why it is you love me. Why it is you need me. Why it is you pull me. Pull me into a nook of the city. Squeeze me tight, don't let me free. How can I be, Your perfect fantasy? To my heart, you have the key. You come in so frequently. It's hard to believe, I won't let you leave. Dim lights illumine the street, You still haven't shown me, Why it is you love me. Why it is you need me. I know you want me. Am I only your perfect fantasy?
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Dec 12, 2012
Dec 12, 2012 at 1:52 AM UTC
The Foggy Street
So quickly I would drop everything, Be swept away to sea, Live in deep darkness, Sleep with no dreams, Eat nothing for years, Breathe only one breath an hour, Lay filthy and forgotten, Say goodbye to all that I know, Never sing a song again, Never read another book, Never write another poem, Just to keep you. Just to be lost with you. Just to live with you. Just to sleep beside you. Just to feed you. Just to breathe you. Just to be for you. Just to say hello everyday, to you. Just to sing for you. Just to read to you. Just show all these poems to you. Because I ******* love you.
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Nov 29, 2012
Nov 29, 2012 at 2:11 AM UTC
The Deal
Our meeting in July was fitting, My heart sizzled in your filtered gaze. The dimming of August only made me fall deeper, like the pink summer sun setting goodbye, while my young, naive mind welcomed such overwhelming, engulfing insanity. The crisp September air allowed my throbbing, charred heart to cool, but the delicious burns still stung, still irresistible. My conquered heart fell deeper and deeper into your Chasm of Comfort each time a matured October leaf swept down into her Crevice of Cozy hibernation. Will she awake in Spring? I could heat the entire November city with a single sudden pulse of sweat you cause every time my name is on your tongue. Sometimes malevolent. Sometimes benevolent. Blistering winds come our way, Snow falls on the tips of our noses, Warmed by Eskimo kisses, December only seems to please us. I want every coming month to be defined by you and your Entrancing, Empyrean presence. I want to sleep forever in your Chasm of Comfort. So hold me. I must never wake.
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Nov 17, 2012
Nov 17, 2012 at 2:42 AM UTC
The Slumber Since I Smiled
Tell me baby it's cold outside, Tell me it's me you must be beside. I'll be fine, Just tell me you're mine. I know the weather is so frightful, But your smile keeps me delightful. Just hold me close, And all the way home I'll be warm. But baby its oh so cold outside.
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Nov 15, 2012
Nov 15, 2012 at 12:23 AM UTC
The Warm Holiday Night