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 Oct 2016 Unnoticed Notes
JSL
I craved your soul but you wouldn't let me have a taste.
I was looking for a place to burn but you wouldn't let me warm myself.
I was after someone who'd appreciate my dying heart but you're too beautiful to care.
I would cry in the comforting disconsolate of your callous heart but I am too prideful in my worth.
I could have done anything for you.
It's never good for the heart to suffer this way but I believe in the price of penance I have to pay to find Nirvana.
I could of, would have, loved you; to allow the patience bloodlet that only demons can inspire.
But.
I wanted to love you more than I could ever love myself; so imagine my hurt when you decided I was the worthless, cut-flower ornament to your perfection.

To leave me bleeding.
To let me die.
To **** me with the care you never gave.
TO DAIN.
 Oct 2016 Unnoticed Notes
Sjr1000
Of all the places
she sought to hide
She only found one
safe place inside
in dancing images
where the poetry
resides.
A scream from dead silence begotten
Rushed through the curtains of your lips
And raced across the bounds of time
Blood from my past now gently drips

Forlorn, you lay, beneath this earth
How long oh did I mourn for you
And born you were out of the sky
The sky that I left torn for you

Now hear do I your sweetest scream
My eyes, indeed, are pouring out
But dead you lay, my oldest friend
How can your voice be heard about?

I've heard of time's illusions oft
That death is but a trick of life
So neatly wound, a set of dreams
And sounds of truth, in set of lies

Does sense deceive; perception betray?
Does God play evil games with man?
Do I see your face in distant light?
Or a trick played by the devil's hand?

I place my hand on shuddering heart
You are no more, but still you are
Reaching out from a time bygone
I sense you close, but much too far
 Oct 2016 Unnoticed Notes
Eloi
The sirens and the sergeants dont seem to mean a thing,
Take my hand, show me the way, we are the children that fell from grace,
we are the children that can't be saved.

One more nail in the coffin, one more foot in the grave,
One more time I'm on my knees as I try to walk away from your grave.

But this has got the best of me, and I can't seem to sleep,
I've come to realise that it's not because  you're not with me, it's because  your ghost never leaves.

Everything I've loved became everything I lost
i once read that
there are names for the spaces
in between
body parts,
architectural structures,
musical notes.

names for spaces
as if they are

real
concrete
solid

and not just
gaps
voids
silences

like
buccal vestibule of the maxilla
is a space between the cheek and lateral face

or piscina
is a space in a wall near an altar

and
F A C E are the spaces
in between
the lines of a staff.

spaces with names
because they are part of something.
even if technically they are
"spaces" and not just

hollow
empty
blank

so i think their names suits them well.
because at least you know
what to call them.

but there is also a space
between you and me
it bears no name
and i think

this suits us
just as well.
She's beautiful
I know that.
She's cute
I know that one, too.

Stop saying all these things
About her.
I know all of them.
But either way I'll choose you.

Why?
Oh, you know why.
Beauty
Is temporary.
I don't need a cutie
Because I already have you, clumsy.

I don't need perfection
Your flaws are acceptable
I don't need her attention
I only need yours.

You have your flaws
They're all cute to me.
You're not perfect
And that's beautiful to me.

So, my heart has decided
That
It wants you and it really, really
Really, really, really wants you.
Therefore
I have no choice
But to choose you,
My love.
Dedicated to you and only you :)
I think I trusted you from the start... it was as easy as that...
For some reason you appealed to my heart
It was like wearing my favourite shirt
I didn't have to over think like I always do
You asked me for my Facebook name and I gave it to you
I would have lied but I honestly replied
I'm not sure... but I think my sixth sense already knew
that for all the doubts I have in my life,
I only had to meet and know you.
I understand, it's a big burden to be trusted
To hold one's heart in your palms but the idea that I have one worth my faith calms
so just let me have this one joy
If it goes wrong I'll know life always ends that way for me
I won't blame you, I promise... because I now know you would never hurt me intentionally and you're worth any hurt
you're Delilah, worth pillars crumbling and castles breaking apart
All I mean is don't be afraid,
whatever is meant to go wrong will whether I trust you or not...
*So let's just believe we aren't going to hurt each other my love... we're not...
we're not going to drift further than we're ..
we are not going to drown in the waves
We are not going to bury us in graves
We are not going to take very different ways
I don't care what destiny says
We're not going to let the world come in between
We're going to stick too close that even air won't find way
we're going to be one thing until the end
I know it's wishful thinking
but as long as we believe,it will be okay
let's raise the sails,and steer for this ship's never sinking
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