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ricky-3
37/M
The break, the swell, the rip it was drowning, my heart why couldn't you feel it Tumbling, smashing, floating It was over Why didn't you save me Limp, lifeless, nothing A hammer to a nail You were made to destroy me **** ... I love you
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Jul 13, 2017
Jul 13, 2017 at 2:26 AM UTC
Imposter
Sometimes i cry Sometimes i lie Sometimes i wonder how i got bye. Sometimes i like the pain Sometimes i like to scream Sometimes i don't really like who i am. Sometimes i wake with my eyes open Sometimes i **** away the pain Sometimes i like it when you're not around. Sometimes it bothers me Sometimes i wonder And sometimes, i love you.
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Jul 7, 2017
Jul 7, 2017 at 10:36 AM UTC
obscurity
Your mind, your voice, your touch, your sensitivity But I did not see, I was blinded by all that I was, I missed what you were not, what you could not be. Different angles changes colors, perspectives, I could not see the depth or the distance. I wonder, did you not know then, when you could not be, did you give, so unconditionally, with-out knowing the sacrifice you were making. But, how could I know? I don’t think so, do you remember? the white bed, white sheets, your white gown and the tube in your arm. It was like a dream where you have a heart and waking to find an empty and ****** rib cage Radiant, bright, brilliant, luminous, this is all I have ever seen in your eyes My eyes are open. I love you.
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Jul 3, 2017
Jul 3, 2017 at 6:29 AM UTC
iridescent
Boom ! your eyes found their way down my mouth and into my chest and around my heart Bang ! my mind raced with the image of your hands on me Pow ! the moment our lips touch Whoosh ! i inhale your sweet Delirium ! I realise the web of our intertwined limbs Crash ! i think i love you
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Jun 29, 2017
Jun 29, 2017 at 9:47 AM UTC
Delirium
I remember you were here. The reminisce of your glance and the scent on my skin, I half close my eyes so i can still see your silhouette. What was this, a dream, I think. I awoke. I feel what was left as it's etched into my eyes, i only need to close them and i feel your warm lips and the tips of your hair across my face. You.... You were there. I touch my face and your hair is no longer there, My eyes fling open and I cannot see, I close my eyes and i can no longer feel you. What is this torment.... What was your name.
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Jun 27, 2017
Jun 27, 2017 at 12:49 AM UTC
torment
It was there, did you not hear it, boom, boom, boom. Could you not feel it, you had it, was your heart not beating, it was there, I could feel it. The time, the place, it was unconventional, maybe silly, and sly, but you felt it, right. Do you remember. but I know your touch, like the air that i breath and the water that i drink. So, did you feel it, my heart.
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Jun 20, 2017
Jun 20, 2017 at 10:37 AM UTC
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