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parodyp
Filipino it's been strange knowing you.
i love you immensely intensely immediately i love you right now tomorrow no different from today i love you in the morning like the sun in the evening like my sheets
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Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 3:41 AM UTC
histories
i had you and it was nothing i held you heart wrenching how do you say your name? how do you sound when you laugh? i can't access these memories anymore
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Sep 26, 2017
Sep 26, 2017 at 2:11 AM UTC
overwrite
i was in love with a dancer all i had was my two left feet know every time he'd call me i'd think 1 and 1 is 2 2 and 2 is three didn't make sense at all but hell, i was i he was he i wasn't fire i was ash no explosion it just died down like the music come 3am still awake but it's time to go he would fly too high and i'd take a fall by the end i knew we can't have it all
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Aug 17, 2017
Aug 17, 2017 at 3:26 AM UTC
we can't have it all
you came to me big bright fire but you were ready to be put out i had with me the coldest hands desperate for warmth
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Jan 25, 2017
Jan 25, 2017 at 5:19 AM UTC
the coldest hands
we drew landscapes with our tongues we wore our spirits like capes we relied on instincts and met in separate realities I would gather your mistakes and dig up a hole bury it deep and water it down wait for the sun as you dream in your sleep think a little longer, learn like machines
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Jul 12, 2013
Jul 12, 2013 at 5:29 AM UTC
What if
we've had civilization's rise civilization's crumble and the inevitable race we run with our declining chance of wonder chewing on words that've been taught prayers with no meaning clinging on hopes created to satisfy our being philosophies debated as if spoken in native tongues what has not been forgotten can never be undone now throw us in the fire, wait for skin to crawl speak to your master as if you've seen nothing at all so count all your senses I think you've lost one you've followed false commandments you're beaten, used, and dumb tolerance is for the helpless command is for the meek live in skin that's yours, not His and question what You seek
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Nov 14, 2012
Nov 14, 2012 at 9:25 PM UTC
Budhi
You send me e-mails everyday. I hate it. I hate you. I'm a terrible liar. I almost always don't mean what I say. Here's the truth: You're probably the most important person to me right now. It scares me but I trust you. I wanna know everything about you. I want a trade of histories. If I could be with you, I would. but that's the thing.. You have to know where I'm coming from, there is hesitation. There are nights like this one, where I am left confused, where I entertain my doubts. I am skeptical but I long for you. I am hesitant but I speak the truth. I want you to keep holding my hand, I want to listen to music with you, I want us to share triumphant struggles, I want cozy mornings that smell of vanilla. Of vanilla, of dimmed lights, of favourite songs, there is much to say. YOU: An old soul An old friend A new love These are my thoughts. These are my feelings. This is my life, wipe your shoes and step right in. Pache Paredes May 2012 [email protected]
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Jul 17, 2012
Jul 17, 2012 at 4:59 AM UTC
FYI