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hypotheses
hypotheses
15/F
the dark pool of nothingness consumes me, swallows me, my body burns me, destroys me, my very essence, devours me, destroys me, bit by bit. will others see me, as i give my last burst of life i am only a speck of dust amid my million kin i will soon be obliterated into oblivion into nothing but dust and specks of rock so folks, when you wish upon a star remember that stars die too, and so will you but when you do, what would you say in that one              last                            breath?
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Sep 12, 2018
Sep 12, 2018 at 10:24 AM UTC
supernova (a star’s last words)
i do not like the feeling of being slowly melted under the toxic rays of the sun i do not like the humid heat sticking to me like a coat of slugs climbing all over my body i do not like the bees that drone around the beehive that they somehow built outside of my apartment balcony, invading my space with the incessant buzz, buzz, buzz i do not like the summer and stop trying to convince me otherwise
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Jun 1, 2018
Jun 1, 2018 at 10:50 AM UTC
i do not like the summer
i am a bath towel i am always fresh and clean and ready for your use you hold me up close to your unblemished skin dry it and take in the scent of the lavender soap that you used to wash me yesterday i am a bath towel i am never out of place forever on your rack when i am ***** you soak me with water twist it dry repeat until done fresh crisp and clean on your body soaking in your intimacy soak, twist, repeat i am a bath towel i am always listening never speaking cleansing your anguish and your worries with my sanitary i have seen all your scars and oh! i wish i could rinse them from you like i do with the lipstick on your cheek given from your last lover i am a bath towel i am always going to be at your side there to cleanse there to wash but will you ever let my soft fabric wrap around your heart so full of spring blossoms and summer skies and keep it as my own?
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Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 1:33 AM UTC
i am a bath towel
i look into a mirror and two empty orbs stare back at me who is she?
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Feb 5, 2018
Feb 5, 2018 at 9:33 AM UTC
I Look
Your arctic blue eyes Light my heart on fire Your cold flames of ice Burn me Yet I only feel a slight chill As my heart erupts into electric blue flames Your frost-bound lips brush against mine And my frostbitten heart Melts But freezes again as they leave And forms a shell as hard as stone And as cold as ice Yet you leave me Cold and unprotected The turquoise embers still smoldering Maybe I should fight ice with ice But your hypnotizing gaze Pierces into my soul and ignites it once more The world bows to my will and power But do you? I am invincible from everything But from your soul of ice Your cold flames And your arctic blue eyes
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Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 3:43 AM UTC
Arctic Blue Eyes