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gianna-baker
gianna-baker
I love you. I hope you see it one day. Each look that crosses your face Makes the trees bow down And the flowers grow. You are life, You are love, You are my happiness.
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Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 10:17 PM UTC
The Nature of Love
"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.) God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade: Exit seraphim and Satan's men: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.) I should have loved a thunderbird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head.)"
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Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 10:12 PM UTC
Mad Girl's Love Song
Somehow my paper soul has pinned itself to yours and now I can't rip it off to save what's left.
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Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 9:46 PM UTC
Just a Piece of a Book
We all go through twisters and lose ourselves in the process But I won't run because I know who you are in the sun And I can see the clouds clearing now. I'll be by your side through whatever natural disaster may hit. We may lose our house, We may lose our souls, But my love for you will only grow.
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Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 10:03 AM UTC
Natural Disaster
I hate that your pain is my pain because ****** that's double the pain. But that also means that your happiness is my happiness and what could be better.
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Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 9:49 AM UTC
Sweet Nothing
It's the simplest words That's the hardest to say I try to portray it But don't know how to say it   These three words have me tongue tied I hide behind slick words Spitting out metaphors hoping you understand They say timing is everything I have a broken watch Should I say it now What if you don't feel the same I'd surely be in pain This back and forth affair Is like a game But there's not quit or restart Once I say it, it's out It's on the tip of my tongue These words are like trying to chop down a tree With an antique ax I hack and hack almost there Afraid which way it would land I'll say it then have a quick escape plan I hope it leaves you speechless That way you don't engage When I look at you I have stage fright all over again Quick look away How am I suppose to tell you I love you
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Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 8:59 AM UTC
I love you
He stood At the end Of the days That had passed And he wept For them all As they spilled Through the gaps In his fingers That clawed The air At their backs Til the one That he thought That he'd caught Was his last.
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Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 12:00 AM UTC
Yesterdays
Under my skin and my bones is a room nobody visits nor anyone see's it's dark and it's cool and it's mine and the rules like the gaps in it's walls are governed by me; comfortably safe by myself in this place, a question persistently troubles my sleep has all the pretence that's been it's defence saved me or left me buried too deep.
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Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 11:59 PM UTC
Too deep
The rush of the wind stretched her face in a smile as the girl on the swing closed her eyes for a while and started to sing softly the verse that she learned the first time she had flown with the birds. The girl on the swing reached out with her toes for the wide open sky whilst above and below the birds that had taught her the words of their song said 'Its time to let go' so she did and was gone.
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Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 11:48 PM UTC
The girl on the swing.
Why does it hurt to feel? There is a full aching pain throughout the numbness of my body. It rattles me in my fragile state And I decide I don't want to feel real. It's much too much For me to handle. I'm afraid of the dark And I'm only holding a candle. So I shut the world out, For fear the wretched pain might rack my body once again. Forget about elating emotions- If I can just live contentedly, Then I won't have to feel the pain as deep as oceans.
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Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 11:25 PM UTC
To Be Numb