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celestialnights
15/F back and forth we play pretend
it's funny how i build these walls around my heart: strong, resistant, resilient; they protect it from the sharp edges of slipped words from your tongue, they shield my heart from the harshness of spitfire. and yet they. always. break even after how many times i rebuild these tall walls, even after adding multitudes of obsidian, it always breaks under your words and i'm growing tired the once overflowing energy in my veins are slowly diminishing, the nerves building this wall around my heart are slowly losing their light and there will come a day where i don't have the energy to rebuild these defenses, where my heart will lay beating but vulnerable and there will be a day where your words hit just the right spot, and then there i will be, slowly bleeding out, color draining from me as i find it harder and harder to get up but today will not be that day, i will continue to build these defenses, only letting those worthy to enter, my heart will still beat and it will beat strong today, your words will simply bounce off these obsidian walls and fall to their demise
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Sep 17, 2020
Sep 17, 2020 at 9:22 AM UTC
to those who threw spitfire
i want to be the moon, the shining light on your darkest nights i want to be the moon and yet i envy her for she is noticed without even a whisper i want to be the moon the one you look at every night before you sleep tight i want to be the moon for you give her your undivided attention i just want to be the moon, the one that comforts you, is there for you, the one that tells you it’s all gonna be okay but the moon disappears in the day, hides and lets another take her place, and maybe i don’t have to
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Apr 17, 2020
Apr 17, 2020 at 8:21 AM UTC
i want to be the moon
folie à duex means madness for two and in a way, that’s what we are two fools who share the same madness folie à duex i think i was the one who went mad first the one who fell, the one who fell fast and hard or maybe it was you, you were the one who pushed me folie à duex we were climbing a hill i was there behind you, then you pushed me yep, you were the one who went mad first folie à deux i fell but you still caught me even if you were the one who pushed me maybe i’m wrong folie à deux whoever went mad first doesn’t matter we are both fools two fools sharing the same madness
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Jan 14, 2020
Jan 14, 2020 at 9:15 AM UTC
two fools gone mad
The night was young as you danced along Color on color, drink on drink skin on skin The club’s crowded room faded, all my eyes saw were yours, brown and alluring I took a shot of liquid courage and sped my way / Everyone gathered in my room as you stayed in yours Garment on garment, brush on brush ring on ring The people on the pews faded, all my eyes saw were yours, brown and teary I gulped my shot of liquid courage and strolled my way / The room as empty as you laid down Tissue on tissue, tear on tear flower on flower Nothing faded but still, all my eyes saw were yours, brown and closed I took my last shot of liquid courage and walked my way
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Jan 14, 2020
Jan 14, 2020 at 3:08 AM UTC
Liquid Courage
We met each other under the moonlight, in the city of love and wonder, we met in Paris In your hands held a camera, lens pointed to the sky finger near the shutter, as strangers passed by I held my own leading the viewfinder to my eye as the Eiffel Tower was shown, one click later and you were by my side We met each other under the moonlight, in the city wherein I call you my lover, we met in Paris
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Jan 10, 2020
Jan 10, 2020 at 1:17 PM UTC
Under the Moonlight in Paris
love is dangerous it is painful, cruel but that’s because love is strong it is powerful, robust love can make you cry make you feel the the most pain you’ve ever felt but love can make you happy make you smile as big as the universe but is that enough to make you hold onto love? or is the pain just too much to bear?
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Jan 19, 2019
Jan 19, 2019 at 4:37 AM UTC
is it worth it?
paint me the colors of the rainbow cover all my dullness, all my grayness make me a mask of colors make it happy no sight of sadness should be there make my clothes gleam and glow to shine away all my flaws as it is expected that my body will be perfect make my shoes shine bright red like those of dorothy's to hide the red blisters they are causing paint me the colors of the rainbow, make me shine bright to mask all the pain
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Apr 14, 2018
Apr 14, 2018 at 12:05 PM UTC
paint me the colors of the rainbow
it hurts everything hurts my head, my heart my eyes are blood shot, every night was spent crying over you, yet you didn't notice how could you do that? leave me like a pile of dirt, not notice me trying so hard to get your **** attention maybe i should just give up, find someone new, someone better but how can i? when i'm around you, my heart beats faster and butterflies appear
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Apr 11, 2018
Apr 11, 2018 at 9:55 PM UTC
hurt
(17) just you and me, sitting in the middle of the park laughing, talking; star gazing (21) just you and me, sitting across each other milkshake in the middle, its taste is simply amazing (24) just you and me, with fancy suits and fancy dresses me, kneeling down on one knee; your smile is breathtaking (26) just you and me, you walking down the aisle me waiting for you at the other side; our love is everlasting (29) just you and me, you with your big belly and me with our daughter; she was dancing (57) just you and me, our son in his house, our grandchild in your arms; to you, she is glancing (80) just me, you are resting, i will soon too, we are advancing
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Apr 10, 2018
Apr 10, 2018 at 12:20 PM UTC
just you and me
i bury flowers, colorful ones and dull ones, they all represent something. i bury one, for the words left unsaid by my mouth. i bury another, as a tear rolls down, for the actions that i regret. i bury the last one, as an ode to a memory that served me well in my worst times. i bury flowers, the last flower will be buried when i'm six feet under the ground.
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Apr 9, 2018
Apr 9, 2018 at 8:52 AM UTC
i bury flowers