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michelle-e-witek
michelle-e-witek
American
Your shirt is on my    Pillow but I just cry cuz         It has no heartbeat.
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Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 6:16 PM UTC
Dead Comfort (haiku)
He carries me away and we sync. I am in love. With the way he moves, his purity, his honesty. I am in love With the partnership, the trust, and the power. In him is a reflection of myself. An image of the soul at its deepest. He's the one presence I could never live without. The true love of my life The horse.
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Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 2:47 AM UTC
Love of My Life
Fingers through my hair, running down my face. Who have I become? Not a trace Of who I intended to be in the first place. When did I decide it was okay Not to stand my ground, let myself decay And welcome sadness in, let it stay? I've really gotta learn to to love myself. Put self-hatred down, leave it on a shelf. Never let it weigh me down again.
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Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 1:53 PM UTC
Untitled
Dandelions are for the hopeful. Maybe it's because when they die Fragile as they become They still hold the power of life. Maybe, it's the metaphor. The idea that when we make a wish When we gently blow the seeds of our dreams out into the world They will land and prosper and grow. Planting the belief in them becoming reality.
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May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 11:34 PM UTC
Dandelions
If I close my eyes tight enough I can feel your skin again. My fingers can be locked tightly between yours again. Your breath dances on my cheek...again. I'm trapped in desperation to be close to you again. I find myself wrapped in your shirt you sent me off with Sprayed in your cologne that reminds me it wasn't a dream.
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Mar 29, 2014
Mar 29, 2014 at 9:05 PM UTC
Again and Again...
There is something about crying in the shower. It soothes my crouching body in warm drops. Erases my anxiety, makes me connected To something. I cant do that with people anymore. Connect, you know? **** when you've gone through so many close friends? You kind of get used to being ready to move on. Immediately. My smiles, my made up face, are friendly. Inside I feel the defense come up that keeps me From feeling close. And it feels safe, you know? That disconnect. It's just second-nature to me now.
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Jan 30, 2014
Jan 30, 2014 at 12:27 AM UTC
Disconnect
Quietly, they trace my veins As they fall to my arms These tears are too salty To fool anyone That I'm Fine
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Sep 12, 2013
Sep 12, 2013 at 11:46 PM UTC
Fine
Until you're ready I'll say it Behind my eyes whenever they catch yours. Under my breath after you've gone. Beneath my skin when it itches for you. Laced in my lips when I say goodnight. Slipped from my tongue when it cant be contained. I love you.
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Sep 3, 2013
Sep 3, 2013 at 12:06 AM UTC
Three Words.
You're here. With me. I'm in your passenger seat. My lungs take full, deep breaths of summer air. A breeze tickles my skin, tangles my hair. Red light. Your hand finds my jeans, follows their seam. Our smiles meet, I blink. It's just another daydream.
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Sep 2, 2013
Sep 2, 2013 at 11:49 PM UTC
Daydream
On the loneliest of days I close my eyes. I close them and trace my sheets with my fingertips And try to feel your skin instead. I bury my head into my pillow at night As I do your chest mid embrace When I need a good sigh. On the loneliest of days I close my eyes. I close them and remember the way You kiss my dimples when I smile. I can still feel the tingling Left from every single kiss Placed on the tip of my nose. On the loneliest of days I close my eyes. I close them and remember that very soon These feelings will hold weight again. See you soon.
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Jul 19, 2013
Jul 19, 2013 at 12:49 AM UTC
Lonely Days