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This is a heart It buckles and comes unfastened By trembling hands that search and ***** For words escaped through languid lips Whispered promises left scattered in tussled sheets Turn to pearls and diamonds under the weight of worn heartbeats Like a single raindrop in a sea of emotion Bury our sin in the slum of a broken heart Seduction is love And love becomes lust.
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Sep 19, 2017
Sep 19, 2017 at 12:18 PM UTC
Unrequited.
Sometimes I wonder if aliens actually existed and why they would be so twisted as to want to construct or rather instruct making poor Egyptians with no skin on their bones into crazy conniptions to build something out of nothing into the shape of a well …a pyramid it drives me insane all this intellectual debate because sometimes I’m only obsessed about my weight and why I eat so very little yet still manage to gain and other times I question my own sexuality do I suffer some sort of schizophrenic duality because the only thought on my brain is how awesome it would be for one night with J-Lo just her and me but there are times when my thoughts are flooded with a torrent of grays and I’m left in a haze at the cruelty of Man willing to **** a cat for his own amusement or spread lies instead of self improvement it’s weird that we engage in small talk instead of taking stock of all the good that we share we squawk and we gawk and it leaves us nothing but shell shocked so I’ll go back to wondering about my UFO’s and their platform to the stars maybe you can look tonight out into a black night sky see a shooting star and wonder if it was simply a bright light or an acquaintance of ours.
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Feb 26, 2015
Feb 26, 2015 at 3:11 AM UTC
SPALIS!
All the while I was holding on while you kissed me with open eyes searching for an exit trying your ****** hardest to break the ties that bind.
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Feb 22, 2015
Feb 22, 2015 at 8:38 AM UTC
This is nothing.
You make a normal day seem like an impossibility when every breath hanging heavy in my room brings me back to you and that humid, balmy night skin on skin clinging onto something as the room spun out of control restless, needing, wanting more.
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Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 12:04 AM UTC
Normal days
Curtains drawn and time fritters away headlights slice into the stillness of night a lighthouse searching for souls lost in the dark punctuating the seconds as minutes pass into hours and hours into days the heat that mingles with the cool night air create droplets that inch slowly along misted glass highways oblivious to you and me rocking in perfect motion upon an ocean tangled up in sheets a mess of limbs and hungry lips and hands that plunge roughly causing brows to furrow angry waves on angry seas searching for Atlantis within hidden depths a nimbus of satisfaction flirts around your mouth cresting into a tsunami brighter than a flash of lightning close your eyes I’ll kiss your crown we don’t need forever just a promise of right now.
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Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 9:31 AM UTC
Tonight I navigate my heart
Soul Beat Sometimes, after a lull my mind feels the need to remind me of you and I take a shovel to the dirt digging up buried images of you and I and I awake from a frenzied dream breathless and in the seconds I float between sleep and full consciousness I taste your scent in the air your fingers everywhere the warmth of your skin lingers on mine sweat soaked my pulse races pounding like a hammer through my chest if only I could take a pair of secateurs and deadhead the hurt and memories you left trailing like vines around my heart suffocating me leaving me empty gasping for release.
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Dec 20, 2014
Dec 20, 2014 at 9:13 AM UTC
Heartbeat.
She wears a fine cloak of mist I take her hand and she leads me through a forest of glowing eyes the branches sigh brushing and scratching against our naked legs as the stars dance like fireflies streaking magik against God's velvet canvas I wonder where we are and how the moonlight dances upon her silken hair she stops to stare and then I realise it was me all along I was the girl with transparent skin lithe and glowing from within.
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Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 9:58 AM UTC
Waiting
Fluorescent lights and lonely eyes this bar is full of smoke and the smell of stale cigarettes there's another fool getting into a fight spilled beer leads to a broken face and through a cloud of smoke you walk in like you're looking for me in the corner booth you're drawing hearts on the palm of my hands connecting straight to my heart it feels all too familiar and I get up to leave you reach over and whisper, "we ain't no good for each other but we ain't made for no one else" and I'm walking away with you right behind me I smile because you know I say with every sway let's do what lovers do we'll hold each other in parentheses, your curves holding onto mine in perfect alignment even if it's only pretend.
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Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 11:33 AM UTC
Bad habits
You can preoccupy your mind with every new girl that you touch keep a list, keep a tab, keep yourself busy but you know that you're just trying to find me in every one of them. Go ahead blame it on someone, blame it on me say that my tummy is too flabby, my thighs are too big and my elbows are too rough but see, those are the very things you look out for in every new person you meet. And why can't you sleep at night even when she's in your arms the quiet of your room is an oppressive screaming silence because my sighs were the only sounds able to put you to sleep. Friends tell me you don't look at the stars anymore because you've found them in her you can lie to them and you can lie to yourself but the truth is, you don't look because you told me that my eyes held the galaxies and you would forever be lost in mine. So fill your mouth with different poems and different verses and different words tell your new addiction how metaphors form from the curve of her lips but you know it's my spit that rises at the back of your throat because you still long for the taste of my mouth on yours.
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Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 10:06 AM UTC
Dearly departed
I can't look at you without feeling hurt but in time   I may find that I love you more (than I ever should have)    with time,   strange how a hairline crack can sometimes feel like multiple fractures.
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Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 2:16 AM UTC
Your spirit will always remain mine