Grey nimbuses descend upon my mind
The perpetual downpour flooding the brain
I try to escape but I’m hard-pressed
****** right into the vortex of emotions.
Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 5:19 PM UTC
I breathe her.
I need her more than I want her.
I want her more than I need her.
I love her more than I could have ever loved, and yet I love her more.
She is my dream, my dream is her.
More than I can spell or whisper, paint or write..
She's more than a wish.
my light, dim and bright.
She's more than I could have ever imagined.
She's more beautiful than a winter's morning.. More hypnotic than an Autumns breeze.
She's my spring today and forever.. She's the summer I will never forget.
The only one I'll ever keep.
Jan 25, 2016
Jan 25, 2016 at 7:40 PM UTC
Will you build a paper town with me?
Not like a landmark on a copywrited map,
but like a haven for our transparent hearts.
We'll make armour out of discarded parts,
and I'll fight gallantly for your love.
We can fold the edges, and bend the lines;
we can race the shadows and chase the time,
sculpting refuge from the bitter cold
of a rigid, solemn, dreamless world.
At night, the moon will guard us,
with a jealous kind of grudge,
grieving when you handle me,
envious of your touch.
The sun will rise to mourn me,
and lay you down in fields of dust,
as we paint the town with every colour
of our infinite, utopian love.
Jan 25, 2016
Jan 25, 2016 at 7:37 PM UTC
He makes me feel beautiful. Not Vogue beautiful that can be washed away with soap and water. No, he makes me feel Botticelli angel beautiful. Venus de Milo. Starry Night... He makes me feel like art in his private gallery. He looks at me with all the wonder and amazement children have before the world turns them cold. I am a fairy tale and all his wishes come true. A fine wine to be savored; taking in all my subtle notes with each sip his eyes take of me...
Jan 7, 2016
Jan 7, 2016 at 4:14 PM UTC
The light you bring to our friendship
is indescribable. It’s like a melody
that makes me smile every time I hear.
You could’ve burned me from the start,
but instead showed a gentle glow.
It allowed me to gain a deeper
and larger view of the world.
We walk different paths,
see life in different ways,
but make each other better.
Remember you’re powerful enough to burn
through all the storms of life.
Dec 26, 2015
Dec 26, 2015 at 9:48 PM UTC
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder,
Money in the pocket of the biggest shareholder
Day by day, we grow older
Love is lost, hearts grow colder
So while you still can, you should hold her
Say what you feel, before you wish you'd told her
Don't stash your dreams away, in that folder
As you care less what they think, you'll get bolder
Listen to those, who need a shoulder
Let her live, don't try to mold her
Don't sell your soul, for something golder
Dec 21, 2015
Dec 21, 2015 at 2:04 PM UTC
I love you so much
Enough to dream about you
Twenty four seven
Dec 15, 2015
Dec 15, 2015 at 7:16 AM UTC
You know you’re the only one-
The love of my life, the one I care about,
The one my heart belongs to.
So why are you fixated on my past?
Those relationships mean nothing to me.
Those were a long time ago-
Before we found each other,
Before I knew what true love was.
You don’t like that I keep my old poems,
Those that were written to celebrate old romances,
Or to mourn past breakups and heartaches.
But I keep them because I like compiling them,
Because they’re my creative work,
Because poetry is my emotional outlet.
Not because I harbor any feelings for my exes.
That’s just ridiculous.
Their names don’t ignite any emotions or memories.
So love, please cast aside your insecurities
Because you’re the only one in my heart-
The one I belong to, the one I belong with.
Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 12:42 AM UTC