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When we kiss
It's like the whole world
Stands still,
And time it's like it doesn't exist
When I'm with you
I could ever get enough of you
You've got me hooked on you
Your in my veins running through my bloodstream.
There exists a place on earth
Where one can find true peace
A place away from stress and pain
A place where all of it will cease

For some, it's near the ocean
That a calm can always be found
The waves carry all the stress away
With that familiar relaxing sound

The coolness of the water,
And the warmth of sunny rays,
It doesn't take very long at all
Before the world melts away

For others it's the forest
That sets their mind at ease
The world feels completely still
When you're surrounded by tall trees

The air somehow feels calmer
It smells remarkably fresh
Some birds tweet in the distance
And your thoughts again can mesh

So often we get caught up
In the worries of the day
We forget to worry about ourselves
And take some time away

So whether you go alone
Or with someone you hold dear
Make sure to find the time you need
To make your head feel clear
I have had such horrible writers block for a few months now. Every time I tried to sit down to write a poem, I couldn't come up with any inspiration. Then when I finally did, I couldn't put them into the right words. The result was confusing poems that I didn't really feel that proud of.
Happy to say that after some much needed time away, the poem came to me and I am proud of it. Starting the new year back on track with some relaxation and some poetry. Hope you all enjoyed it, and can find time to relax and clear your heads in the near future :) <3
Bus Station

In the rainy white morning of
Sobered frustration
I placed my heart in the hands
Of an ex

Saying "I Love You" to
Hear No-Reply too
Deeper and clearer becomes
All the stress

As a walk becomes farther
The past beckons closer
To rinse and repeat
Ghosts of yesterday

Each step forward
Opens memories toward
The light long longed for
In so many ways

No direction I wander
So selfish I wonder
How real was the magic
Or all just for show?

The moments, the rarity
So closely to clarity
Feel you're in love but you
Never know

As the bus station sighs
Silence in their eyes
The truth drives away in all its
Shifting gears

After all said and done
When you loved someone
Be present, be now
Untrapped in the years
The Open Shore

You are the open shore
Of my heart
Everyday I walk you,
Barefeet stride the pulsating sand
Golden, I warm in your brilliance
Overhead, your illumination
looking down on me

Gentle winds on my smile
My Eyes See You across the waves
Rising, falling, changing,
Bluewhite depths a devotion
Sweeping away all the times I worry
How deep sometimes I wish
To melt into moments like these
Clarity, sparkling rarity

There is no beginning, no end
To our love
Only and always this moment,
Ours,
The years, the lives we will
Tide and recede together
Roses red

Flowers fade

Words you said

Promises made

All these lines

Not a thing to you

Violet times

Never seen so blue.
 Jan 2016 Christina Gotsina
bones
She opens a window
and hopes for the sky
to fall in from outside
and it's tailwind bring

her the moon and the clouds
lined with silver, a crowd
of the finest of stars
and a spare pair of wings..
I want to pick out wallpaper with you.
I want to laugh
While we're in the grocery store
Deciding what to make for dinner.
I want to fall asleep ten minutes into the movie
Wrapped in your arms
No makeup, no clothes, no worries.
It seems
Such a grownup way to want someone,
Such a different way to love.
But
I have been searching my whole life
For a way to exist in this world.
This ordinary, mundane world
This place I've done much to escape from and to
Dream
My way out of.
I remember once I wrote a poem
About how big things don't **** you,
Small things do.
I said people turn to ash as life wears them away
And crumble into their morning cereal.
The mundanities of life
Seemed killers to me.
But you...
You bring joy to every ordinary moment.
I already know the beauties of this world well.
I stop and make myself see them.
It is the dullness I've neglected, the little boring things--
I've never gotten to treasure ordinariness.
I've always had to slip past moments of silence like a shadow, hoping not to linger long enough to feel lonely.
You have opened up
Half the world for me.
You have given me the freedom to look forward to
Every shopping trip
Every chore
Every lazy Sunday.
Things that let my demons out before
Now I can treasure them,
Now you've let the sun in on them
And I don't know if you'll understand how incredible that is when you read this poem
But I can assure you
...It's the best.
You are like
Smoke between
My fingers,
Like drops of
Liquid gold,
A love that my mind
Knows so well
But my hands
Can never hold.
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