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sweaterweather
sweaterweather
I love how it feels when you hold me in your arms. I feel valuable. Like you could pick any other girl you wanted, but you picked me. I'm nothing special, just a freshman. Just a freshman in the arms of her senior. You get jealous, Worried, Nervous, You show me you care without even knowing it. That makes me feel valued. You make me feel like I'm something worth holding on to. When you hold onto me, And I can see the tired comfort in your face, And I smell the smooth scent of cigarettes and skate oil, I feel my cold core start to warm. Your heartbeat is steady, Like a watch enveloped in cotton. Your eyes look into mine Beautiful, beautiful blue eyes. I don't even notice you're kissing me softly I'm too focused on those beautiful eyes. Suddenly it hits me A slow wave of tingles That was the first kiss And now its over. Oh, one more, please I beg I can't ignore how pleasant I feel Knowing that man I care so deeply for Has just kissed me, like it was the simplest thing.
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Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 1:16 AM UTC
The First Kiss
Big, Bulging drops of blood Such pretty scarlet red And big, bulging drops of bloods Rolling off the bed These violent delights have violent ends No truer words ever spoken She lived a violent life And it's a violent vow that's broken The delight she found was just in this Blood that of which would fall It fascinated her so But why, she could not recall It's hard to face the truth in the end But when the smoke has cleared And the battle's all but won Your soul will feel it is sheared "Just let go" It whispers You long to heed it But there'll be people left And they would never concede it So she lets them down They'll forgive her someday Today is her last worry There's no use in trying to stay All this time, the answer was there Waiting, whispering, bringing itself to view Now its moment's come She'll commit the ultimate taboo A tiny blade For her tiny heart Down pours the red Staining her hand like a work of art Now big, bulging drops of blood Have become her downfall Those big, bulging drops of blood And the scent of menthol
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Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 1:11 AM UTC
Blood and cigarettes
There was a little bird that flew away She flew so far to find somewhere to stay Nowhere was she wanted and though it sounds quite cliché, That little bird grew sadder every day. Nobody needed her, no not at all They pushed her towards a cliff and they watched her fall But little did they know that to their appall That bird could fly, she'd walk or even crawl. She had such a spirit that clung to her side She had plenty secrets for her to hide She had sweet emotion and bitter pain inside But most of all, she hadn't any pride. Though she took her tiny strength and she kept going She would never give up nor ever quit growing So she flew on without even knowing Where she would end up, she just flew on, singing and crowing. This is the story, of the of the unwanted bird That flew far away, and thus went unheard. Though she never gave up, she pushed on for ever Now she roams all alone, on her isolated endeavor.
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Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 1:06 AM UTC
Katy
I wish bags could pack themselves, and ship off to hell without me. When I'm alone I want coolness, peace and isolation. I want to wake up in the dark of the morning sun and relish the thick air all day long. I wish stomach aches and migraines and stubbed toes were a thing of the past. When someone deserves to die I wish they'd just disappear. I want to find myself sinking to sleep on saturday night and waking up in a dark monday morning. I wish love was a real part of everyone's soul, but it appears fate picks it's favorites. When I feel the urge for paradise in the center of the pacific, I want to close my eyes and find myself there, sipping a Mai Tai. I want to feel the smooth scarlet pool dripping down my flush pale cheeks. And in the end.... I wish I had everything I wanted when I needed it most.
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Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 12:58 AM UTC
My Perfect World
My little sister You used to be my twin. Where I went you came too Though we did fight now and then. Now things are different, We just can't get along. You hurt me so bad Make me feel I don't belong. One little tear falls It's only just for you. I hope it's what you wanted Now that I am so blue You say that I am vain That I take all of your attention. Have the spotlight, I don't want it But theres one thing I should mention While you're up on your high horse Telling me that I am no good, Do remember you don't know me Or the things I have withstood.
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Apr 5, 2014
Apr 5, 2014 at 7:48 PM UTC
Taylor
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens, Burning hot metal and marks when I'm bitten Black skies all day even in the spring, These are a few of my favorite things. Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudels, Peace from the neighbors and schnitzel with noodles Flies on the wall, an arrow on their wings, These are a few of my favorite things. Girls in tight dresses and quick **** flashes, Ash from the sky in your eyes and eyelashes Silver white winters that melt into springs, These are a few of my favorite things. When I start fights, When my ears ring, When I'm feeling mad, I simply remember my favorite things And then I don't feel so bad!
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Mar 16, 2014
Mar 16, 2014 at 8:17 PM UTC
My idea of a few favorite things
You. You drive me crazy. I think about you every night, when I'm alone and need someone's company. No one else has this affect on me, it's like you're the puppet master And I'm on strings. I see you smile. It's all so very innocent, but it sends my heart beating. A mile a minute, right out of my chest. Oh baby, you've got a hold on me. You. And only you. I want your body like I need your love. Today, right now, right here on the floor I don't care as long as it's you. God, just as long as it's you. I've never known a lover like you, you draw my interest so differently. I breath heavy when you touch my skin, shivers down my spine and weakness in the knees. When you say you want me too I nearly pass out from the reaction. I just can't take it. I need you.
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Feb 16, 2014
Feb 16, 2014 at 5:42 PM UTC
You
Tonight's the night This time for sure. The chance has come To be impure. I'm definitely nervous But that won't stop me. I can grow up Watch and you'll see. Valentine's day A perfect chance. When could be better To make my advance? A little girl But not anymore. I'm taking a risk A thing I abhor Jumping in with both feet Who would've thought? Just lil' old me And the love I've sought. Hell yeah I am ready Let's slow down and unwind. Get on with it now Before I change my mind. May not be pretty But boy it'll be fun. Awkward on top And the worst one-on-one! Goin' heels to jesus The beast with two backs Come knock on my boots I'm slipping through the cracks. Catch my drift baby? I need you Yes you're the one No one else will do.
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Feb 16, 2014
Feb 16, 2014 at 5:36 PM UTC
Tonight
A winding stream that follows you Whether it is wrong or is right Through the thicket and past the blue A winding stream that we call life.
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Jan 15, 2014
Jan 15, 2014 at 7:52 PM UTC
Quatrain
Bending like a bow Through oceans we go Slow and smooth Hard to lose... When you're swinging low.
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Jan 15, 2014
Jan 15, 2014 at 7:50 PM UTC
Limerick