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 Oct 2015 Emily Norton
bell
i will meet you there
between spaces and comas
and stretched ink across false words
with pencil scribbles here and there
amongst colourful highlights across
feelings that you felt through
the darkest nights and suffocating weep
when you are broken by life
as you hide away from the face
of the world

i will meet you there
where dreams exist
and i exist for you
even for a while
and i will tell you
that everything will be fine
even though
i will be gone
by the time i finish it
 Oct 2015 Emily Norton
woelita
Mine.
 Oct 2015 Emily Norton
woelita
It was not an affair of the heart, or of the emotions. It was an affair of the body, an experience, an innate response to loneliness. I do not regret it, but sometimes I tell people I did. Mostly because they do not deserve to know how extraordinary it was. And mine it was.
I was dead river,
No water left in my course.
Greens turned grey,
Sky looked far away.
I looked up every day,
Hoping it would rain soon.
I lied thirsty under the burning Sun.
Then like a sudden rain...
You came into my life.
And I again felt alive.
You turned me into a river...
That dances with storms,
Sings with thunders.
You made me beautiful.
She
You should know
You're just a temporary fix
She's a ****
An obscured partial eclipse
She runs and hides
Behind a mask of addictive scripts
She's the game
You just feel good against her melanin

You should know
She's incoherently captivating
She's a naked lady
Amaryllis Belladonna
Poisonous and pink
She'll hit a switch you can't describe
Concurrently splitting your spine
Yet enhancing the fruits of your mind

She's a ****
And you're just a temporary fix
Where she lives
Love does not exist
 Oct 2015 Emily Norton
Maxwell
stargazing and telescopes, i don't need those
i need only to look at you
for in your eyes
the whole universe resides
In no way am I ready
for the bluster of winter
the deep freeze
and the ceasing of all things
green and growing

In no way am I prepared
for endless days of cold
the chill inside my house
and the greyness of the skies
for months on end

In no way am I ready
and yet
undaunted in the end
I am unwilling
to give up
Ugh - grey rainy days for days on end - and over my birthday too.  Ugh again.  This is one of those days when I wonder at the wisdom of leaving the warmth of Florida, and of California before that.  This too shall pass.
 Oct 2015 Emily Norton
Tina Marie
Sinking into the abyss
Shattered dreams and creeping things
Razor wire closing in
Ripping through my closed-tight eyelids
I DON'T WANT TO SEE
The end of my illusions
DON'T WAKE ME UP
The nightmare isn't as terrifying
**As losing you
Tonight,
I want to hide behind my keyboard
And be the words in my poem.

And if my poem does speak
nonsense, that is because
I am
in word and in flesh

the absolute of it.
-*qyf
 Oct 2015 Emily Norton
Lost
Content
 Oct 2015 Emily Norton
Lost
"I love you"'s whispered through phone receivers,
Gave hope for another day.
We did this dance around each other's heads,
As sweet nothings played to the sound of our song.
He and I,
content.
Happiness had never been my strongest emotion,
until I found him.
No feeling could match the one he gives me,
like being right where I belong.
It is at moments like this,
that I know,
without a doubt in my heart,
that he is the one for me.
 Oct 2015 Emily Norton
Mari
Fragments
of abandoned dreams
swirl and slither
in between.

My mind
has been infected
and severed.

Temptation blinds me
and I fail
to see your objective.

For all I know
you may never truly leave.
You control me
you own me.

You've infected me
warped my  thoughts
and yet
I still let you in.
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