Something always brings me back to you
In a circle, It never takes too long...
A heart doesn't realize what it's missing
Until something or someone makes it whole again
And you hold me and you break me
You pull me in and you push me away
You say you need me then you leave me
You always kept me guessing, always unsure of my footing
I try to free myself from you
And I find I take two steps back
No matter what I say or do
I'm always drawn like a magnet to you
Do you love me because I'm fragile?
Even when I thought that I was strong
You've never made up your mind about me
And I lie to my heart, thinking that you felt it
Jan 19, 2017
Jan 19, 2017 at 7:46 AM UTC
It's 9 AM on a weekday
I'm going to play hooky and stay
Lounge on the bed like I have all day
Skin against the sheets, hair tumbling in waves
The smell of freshly brewed coffee with a hint of caramel
Awakens my senses and I stretch luxuriously
I see the source, a steaming cup of bliss
Delivered with a shy smile and a sweet kiss
You lead me by the hand
Out of your cabin in the woods
I find on a warm wooly blanket
Some china, silver, and crystal set for two
You start tickling me, like a devilish five year old
I retaliate with glee and abandon
Running around until we fall to the ground
The beating of our hearts, the only sound
We spend the afternoon talking and building dreams
Around us fall the red and golden leaves
Wishing for fireworks to light our clear sky
A magic shroud for where unicorns lie
We end the day with your head on my lap
My fingers through your hair as you take a nap
As I write a poem of what you mean to me
And this easy breezy day, just for you and me
Jan 19, 2017
Jan 19, 2017 at 12:03 AM UTC
If I were your light,
I would conquer all shadows
From your mind, your heart, your soul.
I would chase your demons
Until they expired. No more hiding
Under bed nor closet. No more ghouls.
If I were your hero,
I would keep you safe.
I would heal your broken wings.
My strength would fortify,
Reassure and comfort. You'd have peace
Of such as the nightingale sings.
If I were your moon,
You could fall asleep in the embrace
Of my glow. Darkness no more.
But if I were the moon,
You must be the sun. It is your love
I reflect. Your love that I adore.
Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 1:50 PM UTC
You crept up to me
Stealthily, silently
Occupying my mind
My dreams, my desires
Taking my heart
Unnoticed, unaware
Making me yours
Completely, entirely.
Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 10:29 AM UTC
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud,
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is ****** but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 9:03 AM UTC
I've been fighting for so long
I have shattered views and broken bones
Those closest to me
Hurt me the most, Burned me to the core
I smile, though I feel like dying
I'm frozen to the bones, still I keep on going
Shackled by my demons and fears
I hurt myself more than anyone could ever dream
You are the light to the dark side of me
The gates of Heaven could open with a single kiss
These emotions play with me dangerously
I would kneel at your feet, if it meant you'd love me
Even when the darkness subsides, shadows still remain
It's hard to believe you're not a phantasm...fleeting, then gone
The doubt coils around me, choking me
Its sick cadence infecting me, taunting me
Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 8:56 AM UTC
Dear You,
The universe can sometimes become too playful. It let’s you experience things that you wouldn’t want to experience, just for the plain reason that you must be able to feel the pain or the pleasure of it. You meet certain people in your life for certain reasons; some people that you don’t intend to meet and yet they suddenly become an extraordinary person in your life. Some you can keep, and some that you would just have to let go. You might think of it as something that generally ***** but it’s doesn’t **** really. It’s the universe’s way of showing you of what you might miss if you decide to prolong that exhilarating feeling, that it will somewhat bring awe, anxiety and even death – death of something that you wish would last for a lifetime. Because in life, you have to make decisions, you have to make choices, and those are facts that you cannot change. What is important is that at the end of the day, you don’t feel any regret for all the things that you did – intentionally or unintentionally. You might not want to admit this but, for that moment in your life, you felt high, you felt alive, you felt happy, you felt real, you felt wanted, and you felt loved.
If by any chance, you would want to make a rewind of every little memory just because you feel like it deserves a proper conclusion, don’t. It is a terrible idea; it may even be the worst thing that you would ever do to yourself, to your life. Because in life, there are no rewinds and there are no playbacks. We just have to move forward, forget a little maybe and learn to forgive, most especially if it’s yourself that you would want to forgive.
All the best,
Your own self
Nov 29, 2015
Nov 29, 2015 at 9:28 PM UTC
I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.
I love you only because it's you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.
Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm.
In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.
Oct 12, 2015
Oct 12, 2015 at 11:04 AM UTC
I want you to know
one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine
Oct 12, 2015
Oct 12, 2015 at 10:45 AM UTC
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way
than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
Oct 12, 2015
Oct 12, 2015 at 10:43 AM UTC