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ravenmccanjava
ravenmccanjava
20/F I'm just going on through life, existing.
Well she Spread-eagled in the empty air Saw the waiting faces Time stood still And she didn’t trust a man in tights so She fell She paused in her existence Feeding her resistance No one had answers Not even her She decided absurdity wasn’t for her And chose to follow a different philosophy To live by And grabbed a solid rung
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Feb 1, 2018
Feb 1, 2018 at 12:22 PM UTC
Acrobat
In the wake of disaster, When mountaintops touch my lips And my toes curl from the cold sea I think of your hand resting on my hip Creating an earthquake in my too sill mind Your chest moving with each sleep drenched breath Your soft snores like honey to my fearful ears Because when I'm with you For a moment I forget that I am required to be more than I am And sink into unfamiliar rest
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Jan 17, 2016
Jan 17, 2016 at 2:57 AM UTC
Untitled
She sat on the bed, her eyes focusing and un focusing on the dust motes dancing across the room. “Why are you so inconsequential?” She asked out loud. Whether she was talking to herself or the flurries was unclear, but the words left her mouth either way. They hung in the air, a dark question that left her in dark places. Her eyes drifted around the room until they fell on the shiny blade, lying so innocently next to her. In her mind she debated having an existential conversation with the dust motes or dragging the sharp object over her thighs until she broke through her flesh and revealed the creamy white bone nestled beneath.
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Jun 25, 2015
Jun 25, 2015 at 8:50 PM UTC
The story of her.
Draw your fingers across those skeleton keys Match your breath to the tempo of my heart And put the gun down.
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Jun 25, 2015
Jun 25, 2015 at 8:41 PM UTC
Untitled
Today feathers slipped from my mouth Galaxies of bruises spread across my skin And I became content with my body for a fleeting moment But I can't tell you that. Today someone cut my skin with scissor-sharp words I felt the pressure of everything crushing me And I aced a science test. But I can't tell you that. Today I realized that I feel like the only person in my universe I missed the soft touch of your skin And I felt sorry for myself But I can't tell you that. Today I tasted molten gold Silver cascaded from the sky, similar to stars And I wanted to kiss you But I can't tell you that. Today my fingers tapped the censored keys I had an empty conversation with you And I worried about our survival But I can't tell you that.
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Mar 22, 2015
Mar 22, 2015 at 7:15 PM UTC
But I can't tell you that
You were supposed to be my forever My heart ached for you I was was blinded the moon Never looking deeper into the clouds My thoughts were birds Pecking my fingers Letting the ivory bone show through I knew then That it wasn't meant to be That I was trying to feed my starving soul With paper And I cut to let my desires bleed out Until a different pair of fingers Brushed my skin.
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Nov 19, 2014
Nov 19, 2014 at 10:51 PM UTC
Fingers
My fingers danced across your skin Dipping across valleys Sliding down chasms You radiate warmth and love Filling me to the brim Our hearts beat erratically We cannot turn away from this We stick together Bonded by sweat and memories We cry out each others names Tasting salt and meaningfulness We no longer act as two We have absorbed each other Returning to the beginning Sinning.
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Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 6:27 PM UTC
Sinning
Memories of you haunt my skin Often you are intangible, unreachable Occasionally You allow yourself to be magnetized by my need You tease me You give me five seconds of your breath Only to steal it back with a kiss And you leave And I am forced to pick apart these remnants of you To draw them out on my own sanity Until the next time that you decide To greet me with loving arms An innocent smile And a soul wrenching kiss But it's worth it.
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Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 3:15 PM UTC
I miss you.
I depend on you The way my oak tree Depends on A dead branch. I hope she Doesn't become Your Dead weight, In the way you Became Mine.
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Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 9:35 PM UTC
Oak
Why Can't I Write What My Soul Wants To Say .
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Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 9:20 PM UTC
Why?