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rose-cosmos
rose-cosmos
Sometimes inspiration strikes me. Sometimes it doesn't.
For just a moment time froze. Your eyes held mine, and suddenly all was clear. I saw the dates and laughter. I saw you on one knee and the glittering ring. I saw the white dress and dim lighting as we danced. I saw the baby and long, sleepless nights. I saw the fights that would always end in you kissing away my tears. I saw the joy and happiness. I saw the grief and frustration. I saw everything that makes up life. Then I blinked, and the spell was broken. You shook your head as though in a trance. And for a moment I forgot how to breathe as you made your way over to me.
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Nov 13, 2016
Nov 13, 2016 at 5:08 PM UTC
Just One Moment
Promises made Promises broken Somehow I never seem to learn my lesson Because even though you never follow through I still wind up putting my hope in you Disappointment is never easy But because of you I don't feel it as deeply
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Jun 3, 2016
Jun 3, 2016 at 9:22 PM UTC
Trust
Ashes on her skin Embers in her hair She burns with fire that cannot be contained Tread carefully around her Or else be burned by her flames
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Nov 26, 2015
Nov 26, 2015 at 12:34 AM UTC
Burn
Do you ever wonder If you're ever going to find your way Or if you're cursed to remain In the maze of confusion Where you can see the sky of chance But doomed to wander around your destiny? I do sometimes. And it scares the life out of me.
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Nov 5, 2015
Nov 5, 2015 at 10:40 PM UTC
Night Thoughts
They like to hold us on a leash and chain our eagle wings. They tell us we're stuck and that we're never getting out. They hate our rebellious spirits and spit on our self-ruling dreams. But darling, we're the wild ones, and one day, we will be free.
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Feb 24, 2015
Feb 24, 2015 at 4:57 PM UTC
The Wild Ones
like a bottle drifting through the ocean, she wandered through life, trying to explain the words in her head or why when she was cut she bled ink. no one could understand her language though. because she spewed out riddles like pieces of a puzzle that never fit together. so she would sit alone and weep as the tears of ink ran down her cheeks. for it shattered her soul to be with people yet at the same time fated to be forever a l o n e.
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Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 10:15 PM UTC
soundless words.
people tell me that I look like her and maybe to them I do. because they don't see what I see. the beauty, the wisdom, the grace, the strength, all things impossible to obtain. so when they tell me I look like her, I politely decline. because she's everything I strive to be, not everything I am.
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Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 1:17 PM UTC
her.
my first heartbreak wasn't one for the movies or the novels. there was no shouting or cursing, only the echo of my hurt raining down and as I sunk to my knees and begged him to change, he stood there silently and just turned away. my first heartbreak wasn't by a boy but by a man. it was slow and gradual and the worst pain imaginable. and it left me wondering why I'm not worth more than a bottle.
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Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 2:13 PM UTC
my first heartbreak.