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nikkiakim
nikkiakim
My Elysian sweetheart, Maybe I was dumb to invest in another soul. But see, you're all too **** beautiful, the way you get me feeling, girl, I'd give you all my dole Rock me, baby, let's have a good time I'll draw us a rose petal bath, let me give you a massage, maybe open some fine wine Let's take turns testing each others limits, Don't worry, baby, I'll go first. Close your eyes, let me feel your body tighten Hold on, baby, look me in the eyes when you burst Oh, Emma, I remember the way you taste Such a warm, soft feeling you are I'm sorry I was so ****** to you, but please know, I tried so **** hard to make sure I was never far We've eaten the shrooms and I've felt your body melt on mine, And the way I could feel your mouth skip a breath as my body hovered over yours, Oh, Jesus, Emma, Wherever you are, Please waste my time.
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May 31, 2016
May 31, 2016 at 4:49 PM UTC
Emma
Hard eyes, Devilish grin No one will ever quite understand The feelings you put me through, No, I know they got to you, Jesus, Sweetheart, let's go sit, hold my hand. Remember when you first puked from alcohol? I drove 4 hours to be at your side. One month later, we're no longer friends, not even acquaintances, No, Doll, please just sit back and listen. I always spoke, you kept no distance. Yin to my Yang or more so Yin to my Yin. What even ******* happened that night? **** it, I guess I'll never fully understand. Remember getting high in the back of neighborhoods, and sneaking out together? When we would run through the rain or scream sang songs, or would always need each other? I won't live in the past but you've blessed me with memories, you've blessed me with your undying grace and now every time I hear certain songs or go to specific spots, I can't help but think of your face Maybe I got too attached, Who knows, we were together every single day. But now I wait, wondering if that relationship could ever re-hatch Then I remember, Things will never the same.
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May 31, 2016
May 31, 2016 at 4:00 PM UTC
Quinn
The door in my brain swings open on it's hinges, once back, once forth. Excessive metallic -- multi-colored sparkles rush and clog and shoot, I should be screaming, but I'll sit. Silent, Observant, Beauty of an albino snake What's it like to fall in love with Brown Eyes again? Selfish, Soulful, Ignorant I'm well-rounded in my own way, can't you see? Mmm, but baby, You seem like the type to love you then leave you. Let's give it a go, my, I do NOT need you,                      however, I will crave you. Give my soul attention, it doesn't want your comfort. Unless, of course, they're your lips. Then disrupt my aura and show me what beauty is.
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May 31, 2016
May 31, 2016 at 3:10 PM UTC
Untitled II
Walnut hard casing, emotional soul swimming Don't squint your eyes at me, we are on the same level. Stop suffocating your serenity, You don't have it all figured out. There's a garden growing inside of you, I've seen it, Why can't you let it loose? Reputation, Reputation Work, Mature money, money, money. Catch a Scorpion by his tail, He loses balance, but what happens when He snips His own back? Smart, Manipulative, Respectful, Resourceful, Model We're all striving to be perfect. Why is your definition so standard?
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May 31, 2016
May 31, 2016 at 2:24 PM UTC
Christopher
hazy Bubbles masked with sugar fluff, Cancer heart beating, Will you ever not care? Please stop pouring for blurry faces, Your heart is too pure to strain smiles fade to Alaskan rays, resembling waterfalls, or maybe linen You are  loved and  e   n   o   u   g   h My ghetto symphony, Dear, joy excretes from your cowardly shell, all you are is misunderstood... but I understand you, Melanie. Mending souls, fighting for acceptance. Hmm, aren't we all?
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May 31, 2016
May 31, 2016 at 2:29 AM UTC
Melanie
Ludas: love that is played as a game or sport; conquest Mania: obsessive love; experience great emotional highs and lows Pragma: love that is driven by the head, not the heart Baby blue, how suiting you were Such a natural born novice L o s t /// Naïve /// playing in a rose garden Stabbed by thorns masked in Soft Pink Such a delicately pieced tragedy You stupid Little Girl, How could you not know? Salt water lips stinging my tongue Tuscan Sun engulfed by Black Obsidian snaking though your veins. Why? Thoughts intertwining with Feelings soon washes the alabaster with cherry Lost in the abyss of her eyes, Breaths are heavier And your body constricts You bite, You scratch, You wale in lusting agony --- But roses no longer fill your lungs --- And marigold no longer fills your veins What a stupid, stupid mistake.
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May 31, 2016
May 31, 2016 at 2:00 AM UTC
Untitled
A wildflower blossoms wanting to be a rose, it's floricide Will you stop demeaning yourself? You quirky little Peach, wake up! Heavy heart, eyes crazy as ever going in each direction, different colors, I expect nothing less to fit someone like you Happy Tab keeping people on their toes, up all night, flaccid brain, What a wavy ride your presence provides Tongue of a parakeet, Just let her get High She'll light her cig and care intently. There's no one like Andrea, my sweet Serendipity Baby, Didn't you know Wildflowers grab everyone's attention?
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May 31, 2016
May 31, 2016 at 1:43 AM UTC
Andrea