Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
rose_arabelle
22/F
Aren’t we all? guilty at a certain point in life of wishful thinking
0
Dec 1, 2019
Dec 1, 2019 at 4:28 AM UTC
convicted
and I bleed to your song as I blankly stare at the ceiling wondering, those things you did felt like I belong to a certain somewhere but you left me hanging leave me with nothing.
0
Nov 30, 2019
Nov 30, 2019 at 3:24 PM UTC
nothing
Honey, let's get drunk in an exchanging tone. I could drink your voice and feel the rush in my veins. Cheers, to another round. As my flesh begin to numb after one too many shots of sentences.
0
Nov 30, 2019
Nov 30, 2019 at 1:10 PM UTC
drunk in conversation
darling, you are way too dear to not be kept near so don't ever fear, for tonight's sky clear even if we're miles far, take a gaze upon north star here I am whispering, a longing tune for you to hear how I wish this distance would disappear
0
Nov 29, 2019
Nov 29, 2019 at 11:31 PM UTC
distant lover
She put her favorite dress on then bite her own skin and throw herself out to the shimmering stream Inside the cold water drown with a sinking feeling into the euphoric liberation A triumphant farewell from her desolation realm
0
Aug 29, 2019
Aug 29, 2019 at 8:46 AM UTC
subside
There were times, the thought of death soothes you.
0
Aug 27, 2019
Aug 27, 2019 at 2:35 PM UTC
dying
I adore you and every inch of your imperfections and how you saw mine not as frailty but rather audacity and how your fingers run on mine send shivers down my spine
0
Aug 27, 2019
Aug 27, 2019 at 12:04 AM UTC
perfectly imperfect
My thought has been preoccupied by you consuming the rest of silent night until dawn proceed to gently emerge My veins are filled with entrance the jolt of exhilaration you seem to possess on me
0
Aug 26, 2019
Aug 26, 2019 at 12:17 PM UTC
caffeine
just as the one porcelain teacup she adores immensely it has crackling veins on it unknowingly when it'll be in the verge of shattering
0
Aug 25, 2019
Aug 25, 2019 at 11:59 AM UTC
vulnerable
I mistaken you as a shelter of withering petals you put them up the ground caressing each and every one just to lay all of them on top of your rotting bed I mistaken you as a sovereign of kingdom come sit on the polished throne presented with a crown only to be unveiled upon your counterfeit I mistaken you as genuine devotion a failure to perceive your caress and throne was only as shallow as your devilish lust and your outmost pride
0
Aug 25, 2019
Aug 25, 2019 at 11:36 AM UTC
casualty