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moxxi-king
moxxi-king
why'd Constantinople get the works? / that's no body's business but the Turks!
It's curse in your blood It's a shake in your step But I can't stress enough It's the rush in your head The rush you leave in my head Cause I love each flaw Like the creases in your hands And the bow in your back.
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Dec 27, 2015
Dec 27, 2015 at 4:59 AM UTC
Asthetic perception
Yes yes and more yes please The only answer that should exsist Not for me I like no No is it's own motivation Movtivation for activation Earning your way in this tiresome world I like no. It doesn't stunt your growth Indeed the opposite
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Sep 8, 2015
Sep 8, 2015 at 8:24 PM UTC
Yes
Give you miles of rope Hang us from gallows Flute stuck in our throats I wonder why you chose to let us Struggle and choke.
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Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 5:11 AM UTC
Rope&flute
Count back from 10 Calm your mind Calm your heart How can I ? I let you in I think it's enough to let you see That I'm hurting Turning Burning Yearning My words ring so empty to you So you play with words so beautifully And sometimes not at all I'm growing in distance Your growing so distant I'm wondering when my head will give up Holding my heart for you Consciously I love you Consciously I'm trying I know the universe understands My emptyness My lonelyness But do you?
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Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 5:02 AM UTC
Count down
I can see the silhouette of Your shoulder blade stained against the back of your shirt. And the way to Your house is still Muscle memory even though its been a year. When I hugged you hello My body didn’t want to ever let go And just like old times Your hairs clung to my clothes from the static between us. You could be the skin on my bones But still not be as close as I want you. Without conscious thought or deliberation Our fingers worked their way around each other, The red string coiling around our wrists and settling in the ridges of our palms. Except this time, I did not feel the hurt that I used to When our hands brushed. This time there was no gnaw because our lips won’t touch. This time I was happy that I could love you, I could love you without hurting myself. And though i have love for you i can have love again and you can too.
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Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 11:46 PM UTC
The Ticking has stopped
Scatter pieces of me through the universe its been a year in this golden hearse No victories just a curse of pain to bleed. and now your here staining me youve shown me so much in this year of change and youll never feel strange to me your the heaven i thought id never see and i can understand your lack of belie
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Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 11:45 PM UTC
years of return
There are cityscapes tucked into the crook of your neck And my lips have been lost for as long as I can remember. You told me that underneath the steel work There are catacombs of all the people that have ever tried to love you, But darling I am not afraid of death. I heard a story once that the grim reaper Was just a man who could not die So to cope, He shed his skin And his flesh, Began taking the souls of everybody else. I found that I’m the same way; A man who cannot be loved So I’ve become toxic in the arms of others. According to the mathematics Two negatives together should bring a positive outcome, But according to science We can never atomically touch. According to faith I am still a believer. According to my heart It’s such a shame because I never wanted to be a traveler
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Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 11:41 PM UTC
Loss of skin
The past few days have been hell shuffling through the file cabinet of my memories just to find you haunt my dreams ghastly faint noises of laughter make me nauseous As we fall into the canal water so cold i could have been frostbitten from head to toe Oh how i panicked and told you i couldn't swim shoes sinking with the weight of water and muscles stiff with ice as we get out the sun and the warmth of your smile warm me We walk back to your house full of ourselves carrying our clothes in the golden haze of fall as we get back inside you grab me a towel and we spend the night watching cheesy movies and napping It always feels real always and my heart sinks a little when i wake up and it was just a dream of all the ways we used to be. Ive moved on but for some tormenting reason or another my mind likes to taunt itself. part of me wishes that of all the things ive forgotten over the years this could be one of them
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Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 11:40 PM UTC
Falling for fall
I spent summer trying to sweat you out and winter numb as hell, goodbye maybe be hard but its all i got right now. I cant hold of to these broken dreams of you and i cant pretend im not drowning just to get breathes of you, but i need to move forward even if forgetting you is something ill never do.
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Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 11:39 PM UTC
The woah is me...
i still can't talk about it you're the stars and the moon and every galaxy in between this life and the next but i need you to leave me alone right now. <3
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Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 11:31 PM UTC
Shhh...