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requiEM
requiEM
have been writing songs/poems/whatever for years ...this page is mostly for me, to acknowledge that I am sharing some part of myself with an unknown public, putting myself out there and letting my thoughts leave the safety of the notes app on my iPhone.
Your love warms me like a Christmas sweater Quilted, textured, enveloping Every inch of my chest You feel vintage, something distant yet familiar Your arms heat me up like spearmint tea Steamy and tight Around the lump in my throat I have cried before you The cold has overtaken me before But your warmth reminds me That winter is not forever Your power to change my Weather Reassures my shivering bones That perception is power And love can last.
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Nov 13, 2017
Nov 13, 2017 at 3:59 PM UTC
sweater weather
next in line I guess I know I tried my best But the radio silence Rose above the rest
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Jul 20, 2017
Jul 20, 2017 at 4:44 PM UTC
roses and radio
Men like to lay their heads on my thighs and pray They like to hear the rhythm of my heart throughout the day My body feels like a cloud, pulling them away From reality, they stare at me, as if I am a piece Of art in a museum, but it's one they cannot lease It is owned by the gallery and sometimes you can ask If you can borrow all of it to complete your little task And sometimes, if you're lucky, you will get to touch All of the marble curves it has, it's thighs, it's lips, and such
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Jul 19, 2017
Jul 19, 2017 at 10:35 PM UTC
ritual
I still keep your voicemails To travel back in time. You used to speak to me With kindness in your words And hope on your breath And resistance in your goodbyes. What I would give To listen to your words Intertwine with laughter And echo down my spine.
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Apr 28, 2017
Apr 28, 2017 at 11:03 PM UTC
time travel
If they leave Silently They leave Without you in mind. If they leave Loudly They leave And continue to whine. If they leave Resentfully They leave Feeling outshined. If you leave Peacefully You leave Hurt behind.
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Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 11:14 AM UTC
How to save yourself
Rain reminds me of you because it is reminiscent of the receptive and raw eros that engrossed my brain; every interaction provided a drop of ransom to my heart, which you held priso(ner-vous) hands and pituitary glands slam into the back of cabs with such frazzled force that they will brand their passion into passengers who will jam their own uncontrollable acid into the same canvassed seat, and they will rub it off on everyone they meet, and rain will continue to fall and I will continue to call and every drop reminds me of you, what you've done and what you've put me through
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Apr 11, 2017
Apr 11, 2017 at 11:11 PM UTC
eros
I just got exciting news! . And all I wanted to do was tell you I wanted to burst out and yell, to Laugh and then quiet down Let you know about my breakthrough Yet I know you don't reach for me anymore ..like you do the stars When I'm not within arms reach It's almost if I'm on mars And you're on earth, looking up With a telescope, magnified Looking out in awe for a second Then throwing me aside
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Apr 6, 2017
Apr 6, 2017 at 12:19 AM UTC
space out
Winter spring summer and fallbackwards in time I go A pattern of leave(s) Falling away As if summer never touched them And spring didn't water their roots. Winter was just a phase You knew that those rainy May days Were my version of love. It is never the right time for me So I will always see fall At the end of it all I go through withdrawal And still in the stall As the archer-man calls With an arrow and bow Flaming, he throws. Fire created Spring desecrated Summer repudiated Winter reinstated Fall and backwards, amalgamated.
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Apr 2, 2017
Apr 2, 2017 at 1:37 AM UTC
fall back II: a pattern of leave(s)
Valencia Oranges A yellow coated dream Mustard-colored-tiles-are-much-colder-than-they-seem Swimming in a sweatshirt Watery-eyed and rosy cheeked Music playing faintly Curiosity is peaked I imagine waking up To humidity and cream In my coffee, jingle my loft key As I walk my way upstream Sunglasses tint All the oranges red Valencia enters my veins Rouged and widespread
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Mar 28, 2017
Mar 28, 2017 at 12:54 AM UTC
eixample of a perfect summer day
Mercurial in my moods, I switch up, off and on Mercury rules me Disputations nailed upon My churches doors Gemini explores Sagittarius saged and Cancer galore You cannot buy indulgences And use them on me The only swaying I do Is when the wind blows the trees On a cool summer evening When the Moon is nigh And Orion looks down From his hunt in the sky
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Mar 24, 2017
Mar 24, 2017 at 4:27 PM UTC
95 Theses