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twisted-mind
twisted-mind
Bulgarian forever wondering.
slowly strip me from my armor. should have known you'd find my soul. heartbeat faster, breathing louder. found a place where i belong.
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Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 7:43 PM UTC
inside
I always hide so well my anger, love and demons but they are all inside and I can hear them screaming. I hid it all so well so nobody can see my love, my heart, my sorrow I'm somewhere in between. My love, she was so still until I finally found you Now all of them are free and all of them define me.
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Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 10:15 AM UTC
demons
I'd never beg you to be mine like I would never beg the sky, the wind, the sea, the sleepless night. I'd never beg you to be mine.
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Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 9:59 AM UTC
Untitled
they they hate me all the words they speak i am crazy, weak wasted too **** tender not a single light in me.
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Aug 22, 2015
Aug 22, 2015 at 9:20 AM UTC
Untitled
You stole my dreams but they decided you are a better home than me. I kept your nightmares safe with mine so you can sleep at night.
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Aug 22, 2015
Aug 22, 2015 at 6:27 AM UTC
Sleepless
Your shadow haunts me in my dreams It holds a knife, I quietly bleed I'm swallowing your burning pain Our flowing blood might be the same My fear is walking through your door It tears up everything you know For all our demons fit so well We hide them good, we go through hell Our naked hearts, a place to rest Beneath the surface, weary chest And four eyes widened by the sound Of finding shelter never found
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Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 4:48 PM UTC
affliction
I'm stupid for believing in miracles and good I'm young and so naive, that you can laugh along. A living breathing creature, that's too afraid to live. So lonely, needing love, but too afraid to miss. Yet, there's a tiny fire in me that i can't hide and it could light a city up like a lightning strike. I haven't been created to live another life, that's full of words so empty, believing wars and fights. I'm naive, stupid, young, expecting and afraid, but look, the biggest fire is made of all this pain.
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Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 7:11 PM UTC
Of flames and fire
it is indeed a heart so full of love and poetry is bursting out of broken lungs show kindness only when it’s time to judge watch curtains fall and show the ugly us it barely hits us somewhere on the road when music, lust and trust collide in one fake passion over lifeless rocks and stones stop everything and leave us all alone
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Sep 5, 2014
Sep 5, 2014 at 8:06 AM UTC
the play
Blue is the sky but also the ocean kissing the shore, for the very last time. Blue is the snow in all children's drawings, blue is our skin when we are in pain. Blue is the empty and blue is the farthest, blue is the cold in our lives and the pain. Blue is the loneliness always inside us, it is the void that makes us insane. Blue is the biggest, our most favorite color it lives around us as we call it air.
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Sep 5, 2014
Sep 5, 2014 at 5:27 AM UTC
Blue is
he looks like love and he defines her her thoughts are blur when he's around and when he's gone her sight is wandering to find him somewhere in the crowd his picture hangs alone on every wall and every corner he takes away the fear and makes her hopeless his words are just an echo in her head and his picture is another fellow of her death.
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Sep 5, 2014
Sep 5, 2014 at 4:10 AM UTC
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