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shelbyy
American My name is Shelby, and I'm a lover of good books, good food, and bright colors.
You and your chocolate eyes A child's face, a grin so shy I wander around you telling lies So as to display disinterest Toward you and your chocolate eyes The way you move, athletically Toned calves, perfect knees Fluid, bold, perfectly I can't seem to get my mind off of You and your chocolate eyes That voice, masculine and dark I wouldn't mind it in my ear Coming through those lips, the ark That brings your words across the void And to my waiting, lustful ears That want to hear you and you chocolate eyes And oh, those eyes, those dark chocolate eyes Bittersweet and where your mystery lies Bitter because they show you frustrations Sweet because they show your inner child More than anything I want to melt into those chocolate eyes
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Jul 17, 2011
Jul 17, 2011 at 9:00 PM UTC
Chocolate Eyes
Roughly three blocks away I turn my back to face The sun rising up I am cold I am drunk From trying to shake off The feeling of being stood up You said forever So tell me why did things change? I want back into your life But I just don't fit Send your words on their flight I'm losing my mind over you I'm a wreck and it's sad but it's true My whole world has become unglued You were the best thing for me Until one day you changed the scene Deleted me Leaving me in this God awful whirlwind of Heartache and uneasy sleep
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Jul 16, 2011
Jul 16, 2011 at 10:03 PM UTC
Drunken Lament
This craziness, it’s in my head Behind my eyes, between my ears Eating away like a termite of the brain And at night it spills and spreads and consumes All of my dreams, eats them, savors them One by one, not letting me escape Not even in my subconscious No escape for me, the girl who is in too deep
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Jul 16, 2011
Jul 16, 2011 at 8:13 PM UTC
No Escape
placing trust in unhindered rush what a shame i see right through you you cut some slack and beckoned me back instead of saying we’re through now i’m a wreck in every way i don’t know what we are today or what we’ll be tomorrow i’ve told you time and time again i love you shine or sorrow suns sink down and moons rise up into the black night sky nothing changes in my heart as days and nights pass by it hurts and kills this longing thrills the emptiness inside turns me into some kind of beast that dwells where hopeless love lies if only i could tell you everything maybe everything would be okay but i’m so afraid that i’ll wake up and find you gone one day if i can’t have you as a lover i’ll keep you as a friend but you have my heart in the palm of your hand until the very end
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Jul 16, 2011
Jul 16, 2011 at 8:03 PM UTC
No Title... Yet...
take a look, take a look it’s another go around it’s another way to sound out your bitter loveless words shoot down these birds these already flightless doves it’s another chance to break a heart another way to **** the start of something special i was nothing special until you made me feel undeniably real so thrilling so thrilling stirring up my heart spilling feelings everywhere on the ground i mopped them up without a sound did a double turn around when you told me we can’t happen it will never happen go be the savior and save me and while you do it go on and break me
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Jul 16, 2011
Jul 16, 2011 at 8:00 PM UTC
Go Ahead.
caresses cold as ice glances even colder but fury on the inside that strongly glows and smolders every breath comes out hot everything touched frosts all these words will turn to ghosts be atmospherically lost anger is a powerful thing when does it turn to hate? is there such a difference, or does either one make fate? how can one be so cryptic but so obvious as well? shall you freeze me with your eyes... or burn me with your words? only time will tell.
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Jul 16, 2011
Jul 16, 2011 at 7:59 PM UTC
Hot or Cold, It's Really Not Good Either Way...
how do i feel? what a question to ask me at this late lonely hour i may have had a glimpse into this looking glass quite dour i feel ancient like a stone or like the calm of midnight sea young as the morning sun looking down in curiosity sleepy like a child with heavy eyelids listening to the last lullaby aware of everything around me it’s the complexities i spy in love with the future whatever it may be resentful to the nature of the favors you ask of me happy to be your pool of light your own personal shining sun determined to make you run in fright with all the terrible things i have done or thought about doing had the opportunity arose for i let go every chance i had to step upon your toes and now it’s time for me to tell you goodbye i feel the need to rest without you i’ll feel okay but wonderful at best
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Jul 16, 2011
Jul 16, 2011 at 7:56 PM UTC
Wonderful at Best
you, my friend, are a mystery and though we’ve had short history i often wonder if this will change or if my thoughts will rearrange themselves to put you in a place of familiarity, of space midnight drips from your fingertips and pools into deeper depths in the corners of my intellect it’s what i’ve come to expect from you, this once stranger that i couldn’t help but notice as time goes on you change your song and i start to sing along quietly for i fear the word failure coming from your lips i can feel myself trying as if i didn’t try before or didn’t notice because i was sure of myself... and now i question all i say for i fear my words might sway everything in the most dire way but i always long to talk to you your voice can come to me none too soon
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Jul 16, 2011
Jul 16, 2011 at 7:54 PM UTC
Friend?
slipping into another type of girl person this one’s bold and fearless this one’s quiet and reserved this one knows exactly how to make normalcy seem absurd but which one am I, when I am alone, and the situation doesn’t call for a specific rule or tone? It’s easy to be what everyone else wants just say jump and I’m there Say you’re unhappy and I can bring a smile Tell me you want smart conversation I’ll be intellectual If you want to argue I’ll bring up matters controversial I can jump from class to class person to person clique to clique but I can’t truly answer questions about myself.
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Jul 16, 2011
Jul 16, 2011 at 7:52 PM UTC
Chameleon Girl
Believer of schemers You hopeless day dreamer It takes heartbreak to make Your senses much keener Burn down this bridge Build up that wall Lock it up tight Don’t let it fall In love again, (the heart that is) The brain knows What is good for it Separation of the heart and mind Makes for a less painful existence A more simple life Free of resistance Yet time and time And time again I forget this fact And let someone in A vicious cycle it seizes my heart My very soul And rips them apart I don’t believe that I will ever learn To discern... Between what will heal And what will burn
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Jul 16, 2011
Jul 16, 2011 at 7:45 PM UTC
Gullible.