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hugo-van-meervenne
hugo-van-meervenne
love jargon, i need translated foreign language unknown to me it's emphasis intimidating to the core specialist terms applied to feelings words to accompany emotions what kind of madness is that? sentences containing expressions of declaring love for one another i will have no part of it refrain from mixing our foul words with eternal passion and desire those things are sacred, do not taint them
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Mar 27, 2015
Mar 27, 2015 at 12:58 PM UTC
love jargon
The crimson fire licks the night air It flickers and whips out in excitement Spitting out crackles of flame Cradled in its fiery embrace is her Engulfed in a pool of bloodshot blaze It captivates my gaze as I watch intently A picture of the girl burns violently It fades into a black scar Yet the memory will never burn
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Oct 11, 2014
Oct 11, 2014 at 1:18 PM UTC
Untitled
Burnt out stump left to die In the forest I stand alone If I had a voice I would cry If I felt pain I would groan Yet I am just a tree to you You cut me down for your view
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Oct 11, 2014
Oct 11, 2014 at 10:47 AM UTC
Dead Tree
I’ll never see you again The thought tears at me Uncontrollable pain swells My head is throbbing Your face fades from my thoughts Fading slowly A dagger plunging to my chest Slowly ripping into my skin Soon you will be a distant memory That’s what’s ******* killing me
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Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 8:07 AM UTC
Fading
A singular pinpointed source of my happiness exists Located past the arterial veins of a twisted jungle Corrupted like the crevices of my polluted brain It is there, hidden in the dark shroud provided by this dark forest, A part of me secluded to most but open to few Open to you A box filled with my desires which defines me What you do with this chest is your choice The free will of this location determines that Destroy or love it The decision is yours to make It’s inevitable but I accept my fate I welcome this judgement with a pitiful bow
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Sep 19, 2014
Sep 19, 2014 at 11:36 AM UTC
Mind Jungle
Our hands joined Connected palm to palm Fingers weaving in and out Like two serpents we exchanged skin She bit my neck Her fangs plunging lovingly Into my soft scales, Our beating hearts connecting I felt like one with her Now I'll never see her again
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Sep 18, 2014
Sep 18, 2014 at 1:38 PM UTC
Spanish Snakes
How can I be thrown into the vast seas? These limitless waters of freedom No-one taught me to swim in these unknown waters You expect me to teach myself You guided me here to my doom To days, weeks, months of confusion You taught me to be aware of this barren land Never to survive in it Now I stand alone Starving and on my own The powerful sun watches me As I start to wither and fade away
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Sep 2, 2014
Sep 2, 2014 at 3:42 PM UTC
Drowning
I know I’m a broken record on repeat How do I play a tune I’ve never heard? I’m only aware of one beat A singular whistle, limited to one solitary bird Scared and alone I clutch onto my only record Its lonely luxury is what I look toward
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Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 4:32 PM UTC
Lonely luxury
These three daggers that lay before me Their handles aimed towards my head Tell each a different story of their belonging The first is one that has been well maintained At it’s slender touch, it could spill my blood The steel is fresh and it has been cared for greatly The second is blunt at it’s edge And holds less of a threat than the first It’s silver swipe has faded over time And is now a ***** grey The last is the worst of the three Only the handle lays before me A relic of former knowings The blade has left, perhaps for someone Whose care will exceed the previous owner
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Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 4:32 PM UTC
Three Blades
If only you knew how deep those wounds cut You would hold back the blade you swipe with For you know not how sharp it is Those around you may have thicker armour But mine is thin And you have pierced it with that lunge
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Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 4:32 PM UTC
Piercing lunge