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thebeatlesforlife
thebeatlesforlife
23/F/Wales
having your lover trace your earloves with their fingernib is as intimate as reading.
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Jan 7, 2022
Jan 7, 2022 at 2:36 PM UTC
Read Me
Carry me gently Over the lilting waves Towards the Spanish sea; Let my moonlight skin spark the water around me and guide my floating body to where my soul shall rest. I let the tide take its course, Trusting Poseidon to grant me mercy and pull me to my heart's crying need before it bursts and spatters the ocean's clarity. Bobbing up and down like a seagull I can taste the salty spray - it tempts me further towards the island of my dreams, and the bitterness on my tongue will transform into the sweetest nectar of the gods, when I wash up there. It is not the laws of men which carry me gently over the lilting waves, but the buoyant love within me that keeps me afloat and full of hope.
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Jun 5, 2020
Jun 5, 2020 at 7:13 AM UTC
Carry me gently
I used to love crows; I loved the way their glossy feathers glittered in the daylight, The way their eyes could freeze a person's thoughts. I used to love crows; I'd read about their cunning ways and how they harbour revenge - I admired their loyalty to those other crows that had been wronged by humans. I was bewitched by them and their croaky song, A melody that almost foreshadowed the downfall of the cursed. I used to love crows, But now I despise them. If I could pluck each feather off their haunted bodies I would, Either to bring back what I've lost Or just for the sheer pleasure of their pain. Perhaps one day I will grow to love them again. But until that day, May God watch over the crows I cross.
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May 26, 2019
May 26, 2019 at 1:32 PM UTC
I Used To Love Crows
A rock sits on my heart And your name is written on it.
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Feb 12, 2019
Feb 12, 2019 at 1:14 PM UTC
Weighed down
They say silence speaks volumes, but they must never have heard the howling wind shattering the ground's heart, tearing the clouds apart.
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Feb 5, 2019
Feb 5, 2019 at 12:57 PM UTC
Does silence speak volumes?
I spin myself a web of lies; Lies that are disguised as the sweetest nectar Yet contain a sickly poison within - Killing yet comforting with every dose. My tainted spell bewitches me, To the point where both mind and matter are completely controlled by my pleasurable pain, And when my sense rejects this impulse my insatiable heart clamours for more and more, pushing me to the brink of insanity - Insanity that no one but my desire is to blame. And what lies can influence the logical mind so? Lies of unspoken passion which only my eye can see, if my eye is to be believed. Fantasies of requited need and longing, Dreams of endless wonder at what could be and what might be, maybe. I don't want to believe my lies anymore For they fool my silly heart, Yet perhaps my lies are the only thing Keeping my heart from breaking.
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Feb 4, 2019
Feb 4, 2019 at 2:34 PM UTC
Sweet Lies
My thorns grow meaner by the day, to protect my withering heart from the rose I cannot claim.
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Feb 4, 2019
Feb 4, 2019 at 2:19 PM UTC
Protect yourself
Time is currency, Coins that I want to save up Just to spend on you.
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Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 9:43 AM UTC
Time is Currency
Curled up like a young pup I snuggle into the safety of my bed, the delicate scent of dreams floating through my mind, and bringing me to the comfort of you. Wrapped in your arms I feel as if nothing can hurt me, The protector of my heart shielding me from pain, Until at last you pull out your sword and make my love for you bleed, As you're not really there. The breeze from my window caresses my cheek while I lie paralysed, and I reach out, rabid for your touch but instead I clutch at the cold wisps of wind that tease me, as You're not really there.
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Jul 11, 2018
Jul 11, 2018 at 10:40 AM UTC
You're Not Really There
"Keep smiling and dreaming" you wrote, The ink on the page glistening like a star in the sky as you slowly became my universe. That was so long ago, back when you were the cause of my sweetest smiles, and yet, I find my lips curving upwards still when I trace your words with my fingertip, The warmth between us rushing back with the high of nostalgia, but the low of longing slyly creeps in slowly after. "Keep smiling and dreaming" you whispered, But my smiles become a sigh And my dreams seem like a lie.
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Jun 26, 2018
Jun 26, 2018 at 7:58 AM UTC
"Keep Smiling And Dreaming"