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Crystal Freda Apr 2019
a window
that her eyes grew to know.
cloudy skies and cloudy visions
blistered like snow.

thoughts
dark and forlom.
her broken esprit
grew tired and worn.

time
spent in misery.
she ached for repose,
but her head growing wintry.
Crystal Freda Mar 2019
waves tickled
her pale, cracked feet.
the salt filled air
felt so largely sweet.

the wind breezed against
the skin of her burning back.
as the sun took a closing toll,
the winds slowly slacked.

the pumpkin glow rayed
on her ***** blonde hair.
it lightly glazed
on her soft skin so fair.

the porcelain moon
glistened on the waves so brisk.
onto her warm, ivory skin
lay the soft, moist mist.
Crystal Freda Mar 2019
There is more
to this world
than money
You can make
someone laugh
by just being funny.
You can
show love
when it is needed.
Care for someone
when their heart
is beaten.
Give
what needs
to be given.
Money
was not
our reason
for living...
Crystal Freda Mar 2019
Every night
you come to my mind.
I think of us together,
but that makes me sigh.

I think of our memories.
Every one is special to me.
I don't want to let go,
but I might have to set you free.

We had our good moments,
but those have come to an end.
We fight more like enemies
than lovers and friends.

I really do love you,
but you don't feel the same.
Now here I am
thinking of your name.
Crystal Freda Mar 2019
ivory gown
dripped into the stagnant m e r e...

her barren feet
inhaled the moisture so c l e a r...

russet strands
brushed at her amiable f a c e...

umber foils
dust the ground with golden g r a c e...

her musings
swimming in a soaring s t r e a m...

arcane visions
lost in a seraphic d a y d r e a m...
Crystal Freda Mar 2019
Scarred and broken
with words left unspoken.

Wishing things were clear,
but sadly we are still here.

Time doesn't seem to heal,
it just seems tougher to feel.

All the moments we had
now hurt so bad.

I just want us to be okay,
but instead everything is gray.

If only I knew what to do.
I know I still do love you.

I just hate what we've become,
it just seems all is done.

Hopefully one day I'll understand,
but for now we have to do what we can.
Crystal Freda Mar 2019
Soaked in
clemency and grace,
into this place
I search for Your face.

Blood stained
on your nailed wrists,
into this place
showers endless bliss.

Darkened nights
grow colder and colder,
but into this place
I lay warm on Your shoulder.

Serene security
resides deep inside us,
and into this place
we are right beside Jesus.
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