Shattered breathing,
tear-spangled eyes,
body defeated,
feelings scarred,
and soul reaped open.
She was cut open,
for everyone to see
every crevice of her dignity,
every inch of her once healthy soul,
primed through
the man who broke her heart
who put a dent
through the chambers of her heart.
She was never fixed,
but what she wants
was for her fellow humans
to discover how to fix
the brokenness of her heart.
- PMT
Jun 3, 2015
Jun 3, 2015 at 10:13 AM UTC
Of bright mornings
and scorching beds
Your body lays
unmoved and spent
Rarely do you stay for coffee
but it's past 8 am
and still
you're here beside me.
Nothing is more amazing
than Sunday mornings spent
with your happy, sleeping face
nestled against my *******
- PMT
May 20, 2015
May 20, 2015 at 7:23 AM UTC
Writing is the way to my existence:
what my heart beats for,
my lips kiss,
my mind thinks,
my skin craves,
and my soul hungers for,
I make known
through words
that my pen bleeds
to write across
your skin made of paper.
- PMT
Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 2:00 PM UTC
Flowers are a woman's best friend:
even as the petals wither,
just as a woman's body does,
the core still remains,
beautiful and as vibrant as ever.
-PMT
Dec 13, 2014
Dec 13, 2014 at 9:21 PM UTC
I am in love with the beauty of solitude:
it is in the quiet where we hear
the loudest of cries
and the thunderous of roars.
- PMT
Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 8:18 AM UTC
There are two sides of goodbye:
Good, as to
"It was good seeing you."
And bye, as to
"But I must go."
- PMT
Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 1:03 AM UTC
And in my heart,
it stung like thirty thousand whips
when you left me
without a note of goodbye.
And in my mind,
it burnt like thirty thousand torches
when I remember
your promise.
"I will never leave you."
And like the leaves of Fall,
you did.
- PMT
Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 8:41 PM UTC
It is not the amount of time shared
the amout of tears shed,
or the laughter lines that embed:
it is the cold, demeaning dread
that encircles my head
whenever our time together
ends.
- PMT
Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 10:14 AM UTC
Two vowels
one word,
two eyes
one world.
"Hello", you said,
as you caught me blushing
under a cherry blossom tree
Little did we know
that it was the start;
cupid's arrow went straight through my heart
Because darling, I knew,
you'll take my hand
and take the world in two's.
-PMT
Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 9:58 AM UTC