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A Glorious Dawn.
Perspective is a vexing beast, / With a million eyes, and none. / When nights were long, and wills were weak,
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Jan 23, 2015
Almond Eyes.
Entering the room, sharing the tentative first kiss of the day, / Your lips beckon me closer, and as i sit i see forked lightening behind your eyes. / You are a storm, waiting to be unleashed,
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Sep 30, 2012
A waste of Time.
I looked into Pandora's box, and guess what, i didn't like what i saw. / I saw someone i care about, reeling, and throwing herself into the arms of men who care for nothing but sex. / You never said what you wanted to say to me, and you still don't, Confusion turns to Anger and now my name is the dirt you walk on. Have you no idea, that the worst thing that could happen to my soul right now, would be for you to say "i've changed my mind".
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Oct 13, 2012
Bad Returns.
I'm an investor, and a Fool. / I didn't just lose faith in your love, for I devoted a part of myself to loving you. / I fear this part of me is lost forever,
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Jan 22, 2013
Broken
There was a time when idolized the tortured artist. / I now realise that there is a price that must be paid for this new insight into my soul. / I'm no longer equipped with the tools to look after myself.
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Dec 12, 2012
Displaced
What do you do, / when the only person you can confide in, / is the person you want to talk about.
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Sep 16, 2012
Don't read this.
I hope that if you read this, you will understand fully the journey it took to get here. / i've heard every excuse, i've heard every justification. you have to understand, the worst part of it is the feeling that it is something about me that makes them do it. / i don't think you know how much it hurts, when you tease me about the mysterious stranger with whom you now share your bed. i know he is a stuffed animal, but until you stop teasing, until you stop toying, all i can feel is the fucking blood boil in my veins, and then the anger subside, and anguish churn my stomach.
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Jul 26, 2012
doubts, fears.
why don't you say you love me anymore?
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Aug 7, 2012
I miss.
Only when i read what i have said to you aloud, / Do i realize how desperate and childish i am. / Which is only natural,
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Sep 22, 2012
Karma.
I'm sat here, alone. / with a full bottle of vodka and nothing to do, no one to see. / A raging fucking torrent of emotion that i can't fucking talk to anyone about.
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Sep 18, 2012
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