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stankman
stankman
F fuck you mum I’m punk rock
I would call it taboo They would call it disgrace When I kiss from your neck Right up to your face Lingering touches Hold more than you know Naked and vulnerable Still so much too show Born from my heartbreak You were never one to speak So actions spoke loudest And it was beautifully bleak Stripped down from our clothes Soft skin gliding together The bridge has been crossed But I could stay here forever When our souls intertwine Is when I feel most at home Yet, between friends and lovers Is a place called ‘alone’ And so you tell me you love me I know what you mean But I can’t help but wonder What might have been And so I kiss from your neck Right up to your face Because to be alone with you Is my favourite place
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Feb 12, 2018
Feb 12, 2018 at 2:30 PM UTC
My favourite place
of all the people that cross my mind when it came to you my brain was blind i write of pain of hate and regret but how about about the first time we met rain down windows mascara down face but next to you i think I found my place clouds didn't pass the rain wouldn't leave but the thought of you i could do anything but grieve and so i haven't wrote about you yet and of all the times i hope never to forget
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Apr 20, 2017
Apr 20, 2017 at 8:13 AM UTC
i haven't wrote about you yet
heat radiating from your body its all you know it was once all you wanted Flames burning me from the inside out but not the kind you can make a mere fraction of what you know you can do warmth something oh-so-close to comfort but the burning is all you've ever known you gave me all you could ash in both my eyes and hair chapped lips which call desperately for yours the fire which surrounds us is nothing compared the burning scarred i don't mind really now we can match cold when i saw you anger rippling in the flames you create there is more to you than this fire the first time you saw me again the first time you let me hold you the first time you felt heat the first fire
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Apr 20, 2017
Apr 20, 2017 at 7:58 AM UTC
the first fire
raggid sharp points cutting skin and flesh graising what you once held soft nimble fingers, which now tightly grip my neck life leaving my eyes as i see the passion burn in yours heart racing your silohette leaving distant memorys of which i wont live to remember your hands look so much bigger in fists but i guess it just goes to show everything is bigger in texas
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Feb 6, 2017
Feb 6, 2017 at 8:00 AM UTC
teeth
Here he lurks shadows and fear twisted dreams and something that itches somewhere in between the lines, you know He's near the pupil of their eye twitching of skin He has been Here for a while now.
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Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 7:49 AM UTC
Here He lurks
we're diffrent. you choose one i choose the other we don't think alike but somehow we got along, you live in the past                                                  i live in the present noitcelfer ym ruoy ekil sti dna                    and its like your my reflection so maybe its time that i went left                          and you stayed right
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Jun 15, 2016
Jun 15, 2016 at 8:21 AM UTC
opposites
it rained when you first told me you loved me silent teardrops running down a windowsill gental floods that carry what matters it rained as we sat in silence in the car the day we said goodbye at the airport and i told you it wasn't the end it rained the last day i saw you with your new lover and the feeling of blood ozing out my boddy the feeling of 'unreal' the feeling of the day it rained
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Jun 8, 2016
Jun 8, 2016 at 8:18 AM UTC
rain
why tis i Born to die why can't i sit, sit and stay I dont want to play just leave me be.
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Jun 8, 2016
Jun 8, 2016 at 7:56 AM UTC
P.E