i like to write in metaphors
but you're the one
i can't grasp
i just can't seem to find anything good enough to compare to you
my words fail me
and it occurs to me that all that is left
are my emotions swimming inside
Feb 29, 2016
Feb 29, 2016 at 10:11 PM UTC
I´m back in this silly town,
where everything reminds me of you.
All these songs only get me down
as they bring little glimpses of you.
But if you only knew
how you take my inspiration away,
just like my self love runs dry,
and how many nights
my dreams carry your face;
you would surely think I´m mad,
cause I´m missing someone who´s never been mine.
Feb 17, 2016
Feb 17, 2016 at 12:15 AM UTC
He was all shades of blue and gold,
like the depths of the sea and the sun rays
that light up every day.
I was all greyish hues of brown,
like the abundant and common dirt.
He brought up aquatic creatures
and the most breathtaking rainbows,
while I was meant to stain and spoil.
Nevertheless, someday I realised
that differet perspectives were what I needed to find.
The sun could burn as much as the ocean could drown,
while the dirt could also be the seed´s cozy home.
Those seeds that,
being burried in the warm brown dirt,
showering in the blue water
and staring at the bright sun;
would soon raise as a strong sunflower.
Jan 24, 2016
Jan 24, 2016 at 10:38 PM UTC
I´m so thankful to God,
I got the chance to meet your beautiful eyes,
I´m so thankful to God,
As you fit all my heart desires,
I just can not thank God enough,
Because it seems like you are
my other half.
You used to look untouchable to me,
like a bright star in the dark night,
but somehow you turn to be
finally in my reach.
Jan 14, 2016
Jan 14, 2016 at 2:08 PM UTC
The pass of the time, a simple excuse that pretended to manifest an evolution, freed her conscience from the embarrassment she had felt for her own naive past-self.
Dec 13, 2015
Dec 13, 2015 at 11:46 PM UTC
Come and be my bright light
To illuminate my dark way
Grab my hand and run off with me
Tell me that you need me to stay.
Dec 7, 2015
Dec 7, 2015 at 11:12 PM UTC
She exclaimed an internal squeak,
feeling like nervous wreck,
surrounded by the tainted air
from the class of the juveniles
Nov 18, 2015
Nov 18, 2015 at 6:26 PM UTC
ivory keys
seek the touch
of long-dead
fingertips
fluttering
flittering
elegant keystrokes
gracefully enchanted
bittersweet tunes
staccato lilts
incandescent harmonies
melancholy melodies
every heartbreaking keystroke
drips
with mournful,
dismal sadness
each life is a
unique song;
each has their own,
single chorus
some are a great crescendo;
some a lullaby;
some are a lonely tune;
some barely even brush the keys
each journey,
though,
has white keys of joy
and black keys of sorrow
*but
even the
black keys
make music*
Nov 14, 2015
Nov 14, 2015 at 7:40 PM UTC
At night,
when the sea is still,
you can't tell sky from water,
and everything is
convoluted mirrors
spiraling away into darkness:
an abyss of serpentine stars,
warping the night sky
into a kaleidoscope
of constellations.
The sky is full of stars,
and I get the euphoric sensation
that I am floating in space,
suspended in stellar time
with nothing but oblivion
and pinpricks of light
around me.
Somehow,
this brings me comfort.
It is reassuring
to pretend as though
I am significant
in this world.
Nov 14, 2015
Nov 14, 2015 at 7:36 PM UTC
I see you walk through the room
my heart like a cocoon, blooms.
I heard you talk about the things you love
and cant help to think that we both
fit together like puzzle parts.
But then I find the hole on my path,
the dragon that protects the tower,
the darkness that fills my room.
Its that, no matter how similar we are,
how perfect I think we could be,
when shyness comes in
the distance grow further
until you cant see me.
I'm just a point in the horizon.
Nov 8, 2015
Nov 8, 2015 at 9:45 PM UTC