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03.26.13
I know I’ve left it all to wonder / and that’s no one’s fault but mine / because when you think you understand me, I’ve led to a lie
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Aug 6, 2013
04.04.13.
an air of disappointment in the breath before I speak. sorry Im not strong enough to bring this out from underneath. you can see it spelled in black, behind the things that I sing. then lack of explanation, intention and retreat. forgive me, im cryptic, all of this is new. I’m learning how to walk again but I can’t keep up with you. let me lie down, let me sound a smile in your ear. tie it up like puppet strings and pull away my fear. / because the moon carries a fresh terror, and I’m taunted in my sleep. for what i hide from myself, what im faced with in my dreams. an uneven change of pressure in the space under my chest, failing to contain those little broken breaths. / now promises are pennies to me, I melt them for their zinc. can’t take your glassy eyes on me as I’m standing on brink. dark blue sky and last month’s winds, in the air under my palm. you’re in the window ‘cross the street and im half way gone. trembling in fear, desperate screams from two floors down, I’m shaking, making heavy steps, to an awful heaving sound.
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Jul 22, 2013
07.16.13.
you stayed with me all night, / watching me sick and miserable / and enduring my terrible moans,
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Jul 18, 2013
07.20.13.
Half full disclosure / Like half real smiles / You bring the best out of me
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Jul 20, 2013
07.26.13
i tried my hardest to do what was best / with everyone screaming in my ear / to 'let him go
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Jul 26, 2013
an iceberg falls in love with the sun.
i feel like i am the sun and you are an iceberg / i can not touch you / and still you beg me to
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Oct 15, 2013
breakfast
chew over the words we scrambled like eggs / messy in the pan / and sticky like feelings we named with firecrackers
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Dec 21, 2014
breakfast.
you make me smile like maple syrup does kindergardeners on a saturday morning / and i don't mind if my fingers get sticky / lets mold cake batter into whatever shape the clouds make
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Jan 4, 2014
counting triple time never came easy to anxious hearts.
I'm sorry that life drives fast, riding the tail of clock hands / and that when you walk up the steps after working those overtime hours, / you need a little bit to yourself, you need a movie in the dark.
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Dec 14, 2013
december.
somewhere far away, among the mountain breeze, / there lies the difference between you and me. / running swift, frantically, up around broken trees,
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Jul 28, 2013
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