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VERSE ONE
She's got me hooked
Like I can't stop staring
I know it's rude
But I can't stop glancing
The way she moves
It's so entrancing.
She's so smooth,
In the way, she's dancing
Are you ready,
For some bad romancing?

CHORUS
Hold up!
Can I get your name
and your number?
What kind of spell,
are you putting me under?
When she comes
She brings that thunder
Where did she get that,
Enchantment and wonder?
What kind of spell,
is she putting me under?

VERSE TWO
Oops didn't mean just to trip
Fall in to kiss your lips
You pulled me in,
With your magnetic attraction
**** girl, you're such a distraction
You caused a chemical reaction
When you walked in
That is what you did

CHORUS
Hold up!
Can I get your name
and your number?
What kind of spell
are you putting me under?
When she comes
She brings that thunder
Where did she get that,
Enchantment and wonder?
What kind of spell
is she putting me under?

VERSE THREE
Yeah I like the way you move
Makes me want to,
Pull me closer to you
It's the way the lights
Reflect upon your eyes
It's the way your heart beats
Next to mine
Oh little lady,
You're driving me crazy
Can I take you back to mine baby
  
CHORUS
Hold up!
Can I get your name
and your number?
What kind of spell,
are you putting me under?
When she comes
She brings that thunder
Where did she get that,
Enchantment and wonder?
What kind of spell
is she putting me under?

©2017 Written By Benji James
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we are beautiful.
we are amazing.
we can shine.
so don't tell us otherwise
because the poems of true feelings
don't glow anymore.
-
When I meet someone new,
They ask,
"Hey, how are you?"

Why do you ask?
I mean,
I can say,
"I'm good, how about you?"
Or, I can say,
"I'm dying inside with the deathly feeling of the solitude that has become my life, and slowly withering into small pieces from the constant harming words that now dominate my life. But then again."

"You don't care."

"So go ahead and spill your life story. The ups and downs. The amazing and mysterious dilemmas that have appeared in your life. So talk to me. I will listen. Or try to cut in, and try to enter. But. But."

**"You won't listen."
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NO.
NO.
We are not simply
'together'
Because we are friends.

NO.
We are not
'dating'
Because I am female and he is male.

NO.*
Also, even if we *were.

Why is it your business?
Let's just say.
We happen to date.
Why,
In the name of god,
Do you care?
You are not him.
You are not me.
So stop wasting your words on us,
When you could find someone for yourself.
This expresses the constant words that slap themselves to me and my friends.
With more than one person, the people around us ridicule us because we are friends and the opposite ***. Yes, we can be friends without anything 'going on.'
my hair is naturally curly.
i straighten it
everyday.
my face is smooth
and clean.
i apply makeup to it
everyday.
my body is thin
yet curvy.
i frown in the mirror
everyday.
why do you define me
by my outward appearance?
why do you think
my face,
my hair,
and my body
are the only things
that matter?
i used to be so content
with myself.
i used to think
i was beautiful.
then society came along
and ruined that.
society came along
and told me
i wasn't good enough,
pretty enough,
skinny enough.
what about my heart?
what about the love that i lost
in an attempt to
fix myself?
what about my thoughts?
do they matter?
can't you judge me
by the content in my soul,
and the content outside of it?
am i enough now?
this empty shell
of the confident person
i used to be?
will i ever be enough?
how easy was it
to walk away?
did you walk out
with your heavy heart
weighing you down
or did you run out
skipping?
why did you
have to go?
why did you think
the only option left
was to simply
pack you bags
and leave?
it hurts.
it hurts a lot
knowing
that you gave up on me.
gave up on us.
i don't think
i have cried
so many tears
in my sixteen years
of existence.
but if you came back
i would welcome you in
with open arms.
we can start new.
i can refill your heart
with the love
you lost when you
walked out.
but answer me
one thing:
how easy was it
to walk away
mom?
This morning
everything is
~-laced-~
with raindrops
and sunlight
idk what this is but I wrote this yesterday after a rainfall.
everything was so beautiful and I had to write something
p.s. if anyone has a better name for the poem comment below
thx
I trapped on the stairs full of turns

A few days so high up in the sky
A few days down in misery

Sometimes led to sanity
Sometimes led to gray

Railings full of thorns         s  
Down the rungs to   o n  u    i o
                                  c       f           n
Half-raised arm                                
Touching opacity

Tail dress
Bare feet
Hidden blushes
Saved hope
Ballerina hands

Lost in the middle of your stairs
You pushed me down?
Mess catch me
Why?

I'll always be the morning dew for you
You insist on showing
You forget the thread that joined
You changed the pretty
Why like this?

You are well on which step you are?
In which can I find you?

It's not down to sadness
(You changed the meaning
The essence disappeared)

Existence is like many steps
                                       I thought I came to the top with you
                                                             ­                                  But it was an oasis

For your young you: Generator of ascending stairs in our dimension.

- Codelandandmore //20:30 PM ©
Real Cute boy, remember last mermay, It was all so fun :)
Night wrapped in night
came to take me
my bones shattered
my vessel was cast away
Day wrapped in day
Awakened me
I've became whole
A new breath
A new beginning
New opportunities

By: Leory Santana Dawn
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