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mattkh
English
Lost and lonely, he lay broken on the ground. He cried out, but no one heard the sound. Then she whispered, in a voice wild and free. I am the wind, my sweet, come run with me. The way she danced, the way she moved across his skin. Her fleeting kiss, that made him feel something again. He loved her for her softness, and for the way, that she moved through him. He loved her, because he knew, that she would never be his.
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Aug 9, 2016
Aug 9, 2016 at 5:16 PM UTC
The Wind
My darling one, I see the light on your Horizon, and your desire to run wild and free. Your tempestuous nature breaks my core, Every time you run away from me. My love, I have to run. I try to keep away the Storm as best as I can. I always come back, To wash away every line left etched across your sand. My darling one, It cuts more than lines, The cracks grow deeper every time you say goodbye. You always run back, your movements bound to your lover in the sky. My love, It’s to you I’m bound, It’s you who feels my gentle caress. And it’s for you that I break myself To return for one more kiss.
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Jul 31, 2016
Jul 31, 2016 at 2:18 PM UTC
The Shore and The Ocean
My eyes explore every curve. I surrender to desire Tides of passion consumes me Rushed by lust, Your flame inspires the fire. Fingertips dance. Tongues caress. Bodies mould together Beguiled by your scent Enslaved by your kiss Your sensual feast, The sweet taste, of heat and honey. We move in rhythm In race to ecstasy In fevered motion, sweat drips Lost in sensual devotion, nails across skin, your weight on my hips. Then, the quickening, Our bodies surge, breathless, entwined Every inch of you perfect Every inch divine.
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Feb 23, 2016
Feb 23, 2016 at 11:10 AM UTC
The Quickening
Darkness in my dreams. I fall asleep. The nightmare begins. I stand in a wasteland. Devoid of life. Surrounded by nothingness, Fear grips me tight. I feel the gaze of unseen eyes, bore into my soul. Shadows for around me Like they want to take me Like they are trying to swallow me whole. I just stand there Legs made of stone. My mind races telling me to run. But still I stand. In nothingness, alone. My heart jumps. A figure approaches from the distance Bathed in blackness It's like he destroys light Now I know it's time to run It's time for me to take flight. And so I run. As fast as my legs will carry me Into nothingness, in to nowhere. Away from fear. Blood pounds in my ears. Sweat falls down my face. I run and I run But my fear gives chase. I keep on running. It's the only thing I can do. He keeps on coming. Relentless in pursuit. Finally I stop. I turn around to face my fear. This figure cloaked in black. It's all or nothing now. There's no turning back. For a moment I stand struck dumb. As fear drips out of every pour. Then I beat my chest and bellow out, 'I don't fear you anymore.' The blackness around him seems to subside. And it's then that I see. This demon on my dreams, the thing I fear most …..... is me.
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Jul 7, 2010
Jul 7, 2010 at 3:27 PM UTC
Darkness In My Dreams
I want to be the flush of cheeks when someone is embarrased I want to be the unspoken words of the one who just can't say how he feels I want to be the menagerie of butterflies that swarm in the stomach of the unconfident I want to be the thought that says **** it in the mind of the one finally takes the next step I want to be the pen that writes word that no on will ever see I want to be the uplifting rush of a new romance I want to be the tender kiss of lovers I want to be the embrace that says everything is going to be ok I want to be the goosebumps on the back of the neck of the gently caressed I want to be the feeling of when you reach out for a body at night and find it there to hold I want to be the keys on a piano that make the sound of love I want to be the slient scream of the broken hearted I want to be the tear that falls the unending distance from face to floor I want to be the heart beat of the slowly dying I want to be-
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Jul 1, 2010
Jul 1, 2010 at 7:53 AM UTC
I want to be...
Run! Just run away. Don't stick around, you'll just get hurt. Escape from this madness, you'll just get burnt I know it's my fault she's there in your dreams And that she's there when you close your eyes But please trust me heed my advice. It might seem like the easy option it might seem like the cowards way out. Just run, save yourself, we can start again We can rebuild the walls Higher than before And don't let anyone else in. Don't run! I know it's scary I know you think taking this leap Is completely insane But Believe me it's not Don't make this something you'll regret Take a chance, you know that you should Take a chance on something that could be so good. I can't promise it won't hurt at times I can't promise you won't take blows But I can promise that the high will outweigh the lows If you run and hide, what then? Remember if I do break I will beat again.
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Jul 1, 2010
Jul 1, 2010 at 7:41 AM UTC
Head Vs. Heart
All they are, are simple appendages, Extending out from your wrist. We use them to leave our mark, They let us leave our fingerprints. Extending out from your wrist, They let us feel our way through life. They let us leave our fingerprints. More than minds do. They let us feel our way through life. Hands learn. More than minds do. They learn how to hold other hands Hands learn, Learn how to create melodies, They learn how to hold other hands All they are, are simple appendages
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May 26, 2010
May 26, 2010 at 7:41 AM UTC
Hands (pantoum)
Do you remember when we were just boys with mischief in our eyes? We were just kids we didn't know any better- Games we used to play, knock door run, tracking, football on the green Twenty seven-a-side, next goal wins. Do you remember we used to kick seven bells out of each other Until our brothers pulled us apart? But if someone else started You were always by my side And i was always by yours Do you remember when i fell out of a tree And you ran like lightning to get my mum? Or when you fell off your bike And stayed with you until help came We were kids then though Things have changed We've grown up and grown apart You became a soldier and me, Well thats still to be determined I know you're out there son, out on the front line, Keep yourself safe and one day We'll kick back and talk about old times Just do me one favour Come back alive
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Dec 24, 2009
Dec 24, 2009 at 8:07 AM UTC
Do you remember?
I am a son and a brother. I am an enemy and a friend. I am a fighter and a lover. I am a means to an end. I am honest- But still I lie. I am a joker and I jest. But tears still fall from my eyes. I am kind and I care. I am cold and heartless. I am just and fair. I am Sparticus. I am everybody and everything. I am nobody and nothing.
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Dec 24, 2009
Dec 24, 2009 at 8:06 AM UTC
I am
There are so many things I want to say to you. But I know I never will. So I wrote this rhyme of passion, Just to say how I feel. I want to tell you, You're beautiful. The Words form on my tounge. But I'm to scared to say anything. My teeth clench. And I remain alone. Because my words can't find a way, Past the barrier of bones I want to tell you how you swim in my head. How jealous rage coursed through my veins, When I saw you kissing him. But I didn't say anything. I stood and burned in my skin. I put up a barrier, I built walls up high, To keep out rejection. To keep my distance. And no matter the persistance, I kept my resistance. But cracks are starting to show In my foundation. Because of your eyes, Dear God your eyes, Wells, so deep, I can't see the bottom. And your lips, Dear God your lips, Jewels set on your face, That I feel I was born just to kiss. At night I want to reach out, And find your body there. I want to know every inch of your skin. I want to feel your weight on my hips. I want to tell you how your name echos in my chest. I want to tell you how, If I had the option of going anywhere And doing anything Or sitting in with you, drinking wine And watching a ******* film. I'd pick you everytime But my courage seems to elude me. I wish my beating heart would be still. Because there are so many things, I want to say to you But I know I never will.
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Dec 19, 2009
Dec 19, 2009 at 9:13 AM UTC
Rhyme of passion