when a poet falls in love with you
you can never die
they will notice the way
you rub your palms and look down
when someone is angry at you
and the way you smirk
as you pull away from a kiss
they will notice how you can't sleep
without your body touching someone else's
how you never crease any pages of books
and how you close your eyes when you dance in your kitchen
with your record player on
they will find all of the words
that they see you as
and turn them into something beautiful
people say you die twice
once when you stop breathing
and when someone says your name
for the last time
if you fall in love with a poet
they will never stop
mentioning your name
you will be alive
for eternity
Sep 6, 2018
Sep 6, 2018 at 8:16 AM UTC
You deserve someone who gives you
More than a shoulder to lean on--Someone who gives you
Their right arm,
Someone who protects your heart,
Nourishes your soul,
And keeps your spirit
Away from harm.
You deserve someone
Who brings out the very best in you,
Someone who appreciates
All that you are
And all that you do.
You deserve someone
Who wants you to be
Nothing more
Or nothing less
Than the real you,
Someone who will never
Extinguish the light
From the fire
That burns deep within you.
By Lady. R.F. (C)2018
Sep 6, 2018
Sep 6, 2018 at 8:16 AM UTC
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a thousand papers
Filled with broken poetries
And deadbeat proses
Full of woeful verses
With mournful pieces
Of unfinished stories
That are yet to be written
And failed to be spoken;
If you could read my mind,
You’d hear horrible screams
And earsplitting weeps
From shattered dreams,
Kept in a nasty notepad,
Scribbled on a bed
Of bloodstained words,
Ringing in my head.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the shadows
That lurk within me;
You’d hear the bellows,
Screeching the words
“I’m tired,”
“I’m a failure,”
“I’m stupid –”
I know it sounds stupid,
It’s pathetically foolish
And seems like *******
If you could read my mind,
You’d feel the tears
I had ever failed to cry;
You’d see the people
That make the weak weaker;
You’d see the monsters
That consume my head;
You’d hear the hollers
That failed to be freed;
You’d see the heart
That still bleeds and bleeds.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the face
I’ve failed to show back then,
The face I’ve faked back then.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a character
I had ever failed to become
If you could read my mind,
You’d be able to read
A book you never wished
To touch and read,
But sometimes I still wish
Someone could read my mind.
Sep 5, 2018
Sep 5, 2018 at 11:07 AM UTC
I don’t know where to start.
Maybe I can start with the word, art.
Art is defined as something so unique,
It only catches one’s eye very quick.
Maybe I can define this word with my love for you,
In this word who to be honest just came in to my mind out of the blue.
You were not the perfect art nor my ideal.
Yet as I got to see the art in you, for a second right there, I started to feel something real.
You were broken once or twice
Yet all I see was a masterpiece in my eyes
Going deeper to the dark sides of you
This love became stronger and deeper for you
If some only see you very ordinary,
But darling, in your own way you were very extraordinary
You were like a fragile art
That I will love with all my heart
Sep 5, 2018
Sep 5, 2018 at 11:05 AM UTC
Sitting at the edge of the boat
The sea was clearer than she had thought
The mountain gets clearer in her vision
The ride goes on and on
She grabs hold of her phone
As she captures the moment one by one
Water splashes agains her skin
Her hair against the wind
Seeing the other side of the seabed
She sees the sunset
The sky was filled with different hues
Red, orange and pink mixed with the color blue
That was one experience
That made her think of her existence
She slowly close her eyes
As she whispers to herself, I feel alive
Aug 19, 2018
Aug 19, 2018 at 1:38 PM UTC