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evax8
evax8
Series of Real Love poems from the streets of London
Pain inside curls up in cramps And so to the window I go. I watch the cars and people go by Like a circus running a show. I light up and breathe in hard and fast ******* the ash to my soul. Disgusting and dark it doesn't cut out Or come close to filling the hole. But on I puff the cinders glow red And quickly come to an end And right until my finger ends burn And the smoke itself starts to bend. I smoke one, and two and three and four Trying to find some spice To fill that freezing emptiness inside And melt my heart made of ice.
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Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 11:07 AM UTC
Smoking lips
Ouvre tes yeux, ouvre les aux miens Yeux de tigre pour le bleu des tiens Peaux pâles, fondant dans les draps Vois cette fille unique, vois moi que moi Je ne resterai pas longtemps tu uses tes chances Avant que de mon cœur je n’arrache ta lance Cours étranger, cours, ou je ne serai plus là Plus longtemps que ça Je ne te tolèrerai pas S’il te plait regarde devant toi Et vois ce cadeau tendu à bout de bras : Je t’offre mon cœur comme un appât.
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Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 11:00 AM UTC
Son arrivee
My worst enemy and tireless companion finally came to my door last night. As I slept away the time of day And killed my poor friend Time He traveled closer to my home. As I slowly cowered in the face of fear And realized my mistake too late As I chose to make a silly choice He quietly opened the door. Shame came in but didn't stop And with every tear that welled up inside He crawled in hot into my cheeks. As the salty drops burned away my skin He then moved on down to my throat And choked me up till air was gone. I gagged and shook, begging him to go Openly admitting my sin But Shame knew he could do more And as I watched my world crumble He eagerly attacked my heart. As he dripped down to the hearth He triumphed with his final mutation. The pain of Shame is nothing Next to that of his brother Humiliation. There, in the privacy of my soul He slaughtered my Pride with a blunted blade As Sloth cowered in the corner. When the room was red he finally paused With a smile on his face at the lesson he left. As he exited Responsibility came in instead And from the door watched with sad eyes Waiting for me to rise and finally apologise.
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Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 12:34 PM UTC
Shame
The London buses rush past in scarlet bustle I lay here watching them crash into the air. Noises from all corners attack and gnaw the calm And I simply listen as silence struggles to be heard. Sirenes, shouts, calls and construction Drill and hammer any natural remnant But I do nothing to stop this urban colonization I lie and look as the world rushes past. It screams, it laughs, it invites, it betrays. At once my nasty friend and loyal enemy, I smile through the window at its bleak legacy And simply observe the animal that is the City.
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Sep 19, 2014
Sep 19, 2014 at 10:28 AM UTC
Grey Days in The Smoke
Loneliness consumes me though in the kind arms of another Such a great heart as his suffers at my dead touch. But every touch brings up in me a shudder And the image of your face hits away my crutch. I want to return his light that waits reaching out to me
 But only answer with a silent glow of memory. Souvenirs of you, so oblivious and far at bay Both caring and not, dancing your life away. His arms grab mine, trying to shake me awake. His blue eyes midnight, yours were summer skies I can’t break away from thoughts of mistakes And can only stare back, and just apologise. . The warmth of your skin, arms rocking me in the night Block my sight as if engraved onto my eyes Dancing with you as in a desperate fight Begging his forgiveness, as life is my disguise.
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Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 12:13 PM UTC
After the Ballet
I watch you watch me. Your staring blue-green eyes Like a summer Corfu sea laugh as the seagull cries Wishing things could be. We know that it's too soon And now it is too late Since we met in early bloom Not worried about fate. But now we realize How perfect we both could be And in dismayed surprise How much we need to see. And so we love in silence Our wings willingly clipped Pausing any violence Our hearts so clearly stripped. One day one must leave To live our youths away And I will only grieve Seeing our time decay.
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Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 12:02 PM UTC
Eagles must Fly
You are the wings on my feet that take me your way You are the drugs in my mouth to lead me astray. Your are the bruise on my heart, painful and blue You are the lead on my legs, drowning me too. You are the tears on my cheeks running down now You are the hope in their drops that I shouldn’t allow. You are the corpse on my back, the skull in my hand You are the wind to my sails, the flag to my land. I cannot give up and so I will lose All I have dear and willfully choose To give up pride and be beaten down Sacrificing the safety of my crown.
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Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 5:12 PM UTC
Trusting the Eagle
I refuse to beg, and yet refuse to believe That such emotions can so quickly leave From pure hearts and longing eyes That swept me away in complete surprise I hate, I writhe, I love, I long For the only time I felt so strong For what I lost with what I gained Even the moments in utter pain Over a perfect story that can’t be writ For the perfect match, the perfect hit That I never want to find again I just can’t, I won’t, see other men Yet you’re gone and in such a blaze Leaving me dead and in a daze Oh why oh why oh cruel time Did you make then cut that delicate line So that a time of gifts, love and good will I can only want to find, cry and **** **** the fate that gave him to me Only to take him back so cruelly.
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Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 4:57 PM UTC
The Dancing Devil