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ggramone
New York
Why is it That the biggest hearts Are emptied the fastest? And the brightest souls Are blackened The quickest?
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Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 7:43 AM UTC
Why?
He could not see the picture her eyes painted  the lyrics her heart beats wrote  the grace by which she walked he could not see her for the magic she was. he could not see  the way buds blossomed  when she walked their way or how the way stars aligned to guide him to her because he was too caught up in someone else's light she could not see  he was far off wandering to a place she could never reach his eyes following the movement  of someone else's gaze she could not see him  for the momentary delight he will bring followed by a series of never ending longings that never to be fulfilled He was blinded But was never numb enough not to feel the homely aroma  she carried slowly the aroma became his choice of drug soon she became the irresistible force her vision was tainted with the sweet words he framed moments after moments she made a house  where memories  were bricks  with love as cement.  she knew he would fall in and he did but no matter how strong the drug is,  a person gets accustomed to it and wants more, everything seems off-limit no matter how much you are willing to sacrifice you can only destroy yourself  till you still have something left in you to give but she already had loved him with every bit of love she was allowed to give. and on a stormy night, past came knocking at the door, the girl was terrified, but the boy let the stranger in.  When he saw her face, she was no stranger at all she was the girl, around whom majority of his life had evolved Back before she knew,  the pictures in the frames were replaced the background was same but it was the hands of his childhood love he was holding, the letters he wrote for her now had a new address she came like fresh air, and swept off the traces of the drug He once could not do without she became stranger in her own house, he did not force her out, but nothing was the same With love gone All the walls had cracked now if there is one thing that is worse than to never have known love, it would be to have known love and watch it getting snatched away she watched him delete all the messages, rephrase the words he so happily wrote for her not so long back  the photographs were burnt the numbers were removed it was as if, she was never there. and the boy lived happily with his girl  I'm sure this is not how you thought the story would progress but this is how it usually goes, so if you are in love, you are the lucky ones cause most of us are writing about the love we lost.
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Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 7:42 AM UTC
Lost love
He could not see the picture her eyes painted  the lyrics her heart beats wrote  the grace by which she walked he could not see her for the magic she was. he could not see  the way buds blossomed  when she walked their way or how the way stars aligned to guide him to her because he was too caught up in someone else's light she could not see  he was far off wandering to a place she could never reach his eyes following the movement  of someone else's gaze she could not see him  for the momentary delight he will bring followed by a series of never ending longings that never to be fulfilled He was blinded But was never numb enough not to feel the homely aroma  she carried slowly the aroma became his choice of drug soon she became the irresistible force her vision was tainted with the sweet words he framed moments after moments she made a house  where memories  were bricks  with love as cement.  she knew he would fall in and he did but no matter how strong the drug is,  a person gets accustomed to it and wants more, everything seems off-limit no matter how much you are willing to sacrifice you can only destroy yourself  till you still have something left in you to give but she already had loved him with every bit of love she was allowed to give. and on a stormy night, past came knocking at the door, the girl was terrified, but the boy let the stranger in.  When he saw her face, she was no stranger at all she was the girl, around whom majority of his life had evolved Back before she knew,  the pictures in the frames were replaced the background was same but it was the hands of his childhood love he was holding, the letters he wrote for her now had a new address she came like fresh air, and swept off the traces of the drug He once could not do without she became stranger in her own house, he did not force her out, but nothing was the same With love gone All the walls had cracked now if there is one thing that is worse than to never have known love, it would be to have known love and watch it getting snatched away she watched him delete all the messages, rephrase the words he so happily wrote for her not so long back  the photographs were burnt the numbers were removed it was as if, she was never there. and the boy lived happily with his girl  I'm sure this is not how you thought the story would progress but this is how it usually goes, so if you are in love, you are the lucky ones cause most of us are writing about the love we lost.
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My memory is damaged and short lived But when you're scent became a drift I looked out my window Hoping you would be there Your scent so powerful INHALE _______________________________________ It revived our last call to my mind You told me it would be fine I told you it was going to be like the movies And that I would be your beauty But The rain has stopped The pain is real And I missed your kiss Where has my beast disappeared ______________________________ As I look out my window It begins again. I hear the dance drip drop drip drop Like the sound of a clock The rain has come back For a second chance
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May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 9:06 PM UTC
I Told You It Would Be Like The Movies
Go ahead...    taunt Me      I no longer matter in the         doings of Your day to day    Go ahead    distance Me      seperated by hurts        which seep into Our tomorrow Go ahead    keep moving      I can no longer catch up to        Your love so far away Go ahead    painful, this place      of isolation and dispare        In hopes that you might care Go ahead     As I waited       You chose a different way          A path not ment for us to share         Go ahead    I need to fathom       This loneliness that          I can no longer bear Go ahead    without Me       I am no longer safe          In the Company of Your Heart ~MoonFlower~Fluer de Luna~ Copyright © 2015 Christi Michaels. All Rights Reserved.
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May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 4:46 PM UTC
In the Company of Your Heart
I try to touch your breathe with my lips Holding on to your heart I want you to touch the curves of my hips But you are tearing me apart One more kiss just for the road Come on, please don't go if it's just  lust then why am I breaking? I need more memories of your soul My heart's now turning to the color of coal
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May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 4:41 PM UTC
Lust
Kiss her in the rain Before she leaves for her plane Just like a movie, but with more pain You better hurry she's going east She is your true beauty, to your depressed beast Wipe those tears away, its making your vision... Shhh blurry This shouldn't be a hard decision no wonder why your chest is so heavy Will you stay the night and make amends Will you become more than friend Will you go now before it all ends.
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May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 2:40 PM UTC
Just Like A Movie
I have handed you the scissors. So you can cut free. So please don't pull the trigger and leave . She's pulling your strings, leading you on dance puppet dance its been a show all along How can I help my puppet? Realize that she is gone... Oh my little Pinocchio You do belong You're not her toy, you're a real life boy.
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May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 11:51 AM UTC
This Is Not A Marionette
Fill this empty head with your meds and send me off to bed Tell me my story by candle light About how my feelings are wrong, how I don't belong But I can still fight so my body can reunite I am crying, screaming, and bleeding But boy I am still dreaming I dream of being  strong I dream that I can hold on While you're gone.
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May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 10:03 AM UTC
Rehab
Every morning, I check the pages lonely or in love I'm lost and only want your hug I stare, at these empty web pages You've done it again You've vanished into thin air Depressed and delusional Did you find your way through prayer? When you return will I still be beautiful Will you be the way you were Depressed and delusional This won't be a blur While I'm at your funeral Don't die on me now I can't stand this anymore Lets make love not war These web pages have been torn
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May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 9:49 AM UTC
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