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i can't make you love me
and it pains me to admit
no matter how many times
i pleasure you
or touch you
it couldn't possibly help
i despise how obvious it is
that i am constantly savoring
your every kiss
memorizing your lips
and how they fit mine
just right
gazing into your eyes
until everything turns hazel
stroking your rough skin
and learning the landmarks
of your exterior surface
please just stay prisoner
in my bed
just wish i could look into
your mind
to know what you truly think
of me
and us
but how can i expect you
to love me
when i can't even
love myself
two coffees
shaking hands
racing pulse
cancelled plans

cold apartment
lonely tears
boring reruns
empty beers

quiet room
unmade bed
took all the pills
now she’s dead
This could actually be considered the spiritual successor to Sugar Rush. I wrote it because I'd had two coffees and was off the walls.
It was greens and golds
Orange flames and Brown mud
it was the in-between of holding
and letting go.


It was death
and it was so beautiful
maybe i'm wiser
maybe i'm stronger
maybe i'm skinner
maybe i'm smarter

maybe i'm brighter
maybe i'm fatter
maybe i'm older
maybe i'm not

maybe i'm (almost) the same as last time
but i'm sure that now
i'm happier.
You are heaven on earth
Even your thought
Is a divine intervention
I've every second of my existence
You are the most gorgeous soul
Never seen anyone as
Beautiful as YOU

My thirst of adoring you
Will never quench ever
I can keep on thinking about you
Watching your images
Talking with you -
Alone in my solitude

Your eyes,& those dark eyebrows
Your ears & that elusive ear-ring
Your fingers & that gold ring
Your wrist & the white dial wrist-watch
Your feet & those trimmed nails
Your lips & that disarming smile
Your teeth like pearls
Your breathe of fresh flowers
And your body aura with angelic fragrance
I waited everyday for you
To walk in my LIFE

Only those
unlucky & unfortunate
Wretched souls
Will walk & talk with you
Normally
As if nothing has affected them

Not ME...
NOT ONE WITH HEART...

Once in touch of your mystique
How can one forget you ever?

LOVING you is
The starting point
Of rendezvous
DYING in your LOVE
Is the annihilation
One prays to happen
In your LOVE

You are in front of my eyes
Blooming endlessly
I dive into you
Your face, Your eyes
your every bit of being
What makes YOU... YOU
I adore the naturalness
The infinite eternal beauty
YOU shower & bless us with

When I Miss YOU
I write like this
In praise of YOU
Respecting, adoring, caring &
LOVING YOU...

Missing You like Hell
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