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 Jun 2015 Unknown
J
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 Jun 2015 Unknown
J
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I thought we had a thing,
But it was all a fraud.
That feeling was really something
Now it just feels really odd.
I thought you were the one,
I guess I was a fool.
All this can't be undone.
Being used like a tool,
It was all my mistake.
Falling for you,
Now this pain really aches.
I've tried doing things anew.
I hope you're doing well
Cause I'm rotting in *Hell
I don't know what I'm doing. I was bored.
 Jun 2015 Unknown
Eve
Away
 Jun 2015 Unknown
Eve
I don't want to run away 'cause things are bad
I want to run away just because there isn't much worth staying for.*

-fir.m
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 Jun 2015 Unknown
Adele
Femme Fatale
 Jun 2015 Unknown
Adele
She sat around a huge throng
At La Bellevilloise where the music turns up
matches her red lips and sultry dress
Pouring a bottle of Musigny under a frigid night

She curled her brunette hair an hour
chose the best stilletos
with a drop of parfum in her wrist

Tonight, the moon's her spotlight
she drown from every sip of wine,
as she dances her heartache
and catches his eyes

Her smile stings a heart
her words create an echo
enchanting to his ears

A poison of desire
a canvas of picturesque scenery
she was the quintessential beauty
that burns in sight

But on midnight,
where they said their goodbyes,
she looked at her face
with the mascara lines
and messy hair in the mirror

whispering, "tonight was a terror"

slowly wiping her eyes and exhaled with a smile
 Jun 2015 Unknown
Adele
A Tragedy
 Jun 2015 Unknown
Adele
He sang the echo of life
for fishes that blow bubbles
or whales that wave their tails
he breathes the salty air
and touch the sun's gentle kiss

she's stuck beneath the surface
empty, with pieces missing
she lives inside of him,
sailing placidly until she died

how tragic is her life,
wanting to be free
wanting to explore every inch of him
wanting to be whole again

she is just a sunken ship
whose remains will never be found


and he is the majestic sea
waiting for the next ship to come.
 Jun 2015 Unknown
Adele
Your words were a spell
that cast the dark soul
rooting inside of me

for a very long time,
I was freed.

Your words were an aroma
that enticed and enchanted
my whole being,

I was alive.

Later I found out,
your words were a dark charm
that made me believe
everything you've shown
was right,

a smell of nothing
but a lie.

Darkness ate me back to the abyss,
I was cursed not to
find a true bliss.
 May 2015 Unknown
PearlSy
Those comets moving through space
They take so long to return
I think a thousand years is too long to hurt
Ved ikke ved du, at jeg er giftige.
 May 2015 Unknown
Adele
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her
tears shed under the pouring rain
with her yellow umbrella lying on the ground
She can hear the droplets echoing through her mind
The raging storm and the dark sky shrouded the entirety of her world
she is drowning, with no one to hold. Then suddenly, he came to grab the
umbrella, showered her like a flower, touch her heart like the gentle rain drops. planted
daisies on her eyes, so when she cries, it'll bloom to life and to remind her of beauty a beauty from
the
sun
shine
that
gives
light
to
her
own
       shatt
                  ered
                                 world
he'll never ever leave her, like how this guy let go of her hands under a rain's agony

Inspired by Yiruma's instrumental 'Kiss The Rain' ❤️ https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=so6ExplQlaY (what soothes me to sleep)
 May 2015 Unknown
Adele
Regrets
 May 2015 Unknown
Adele
Sparrows twittering in the eaves of my rooftop
The leaves slowly falling from the tree
And I yonder through the hills;
Patches of blue sky illuminate my eyes
The nostalgia of yesterday ringing in the back of my head
Afflicted my soul as I weep tumultuously

I am ill from my own desolation
with no elixir to pour and fill the heart
The years has come, and I came to realize
that I pay no heed to life
Looking back, where freedom was born,
until it was locked

O' bless my soul
so when I close my eyes, I'll feel the bliss
I must soar, but my wings are broken
I am awake, but my feelings are vague

My existence was dulled and faded with the wind
I descend from agony and fear
Contemplating;
the torture of tangled memory
and a riot mind
Think about your old self, sitting on a rocking chair outside the porch, watching the picturesque meadow, contemplating your youth life back then. The things you didn't do, the chances you didn't take. This is for the young people who should enjoy their life today. Be free, do what you want to do, no buts, no fears or even face your fear, because in the end, there's this thing called 'regret' :) So yasss, just do it! ❤️
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