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Poetry is art
      Poetry is visual

Poets can see the words

The way a play write
Can see the actors on stage
       with every line he writes

The way a musician
Can see the notes dance on air
       with every key she plays

The way a sculptor
Can see the final sculpture
       with every cut of their knife

The way a painter
Can see the waves of the ocean
        with every stroke of blue
                  on a blank canvas

Poetry is visual
      Poetry is art
            Poets are artists
       They write **from the heart
Your soul has changed
with years
riping as a pint
of a dark foamed ale

perhaps
you
love

yourself

More now then
ever did you
communicate
with girls

back then

Universal
Primal
Shame

Unwanted
Foolishness

I'm sorry I didn't saw
this
Coming
Handsome
Confident Male

Before

Mind
Control
Takes
fibers
over
our
fible
unsecure
emotions

Yesterday
Years
After
This
Club

Party


We
Are
Both
Old souls
Encountering
Young Nights

Opening our Hearts
With tongues
In our caves

Excalibur
Was your
Chest

As a Chess
Position
pressed
near
my
being
still enemies

Opening of
our
. . . . .
Occured
As
An
AsanA
Surprise

Entrance for me
a speck of
recognition

your
serene
poetic
dark locks
laser beam look

Then your
momentary
deliberate
act

to merge
tighter
with
my
body
rubbing
against my

cat bra


Exit for you
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic Love
I hate the way you don't tell me your feelings
I hate when I feel like you don't care
I hate that even though you're near, you're not there
I hate that you make me feel so many different emotions

I want to punch you in the jaw
I want to kiss you on the lips
I want to kick you in the shins
I want to hug you close to me

I love to hear you walking down he hallway
I love when you tell me your fears and dreams
I love when you look at me in the eye
I love that you make me feel so many emotions

I need to be able to call you mine
I need to have you around always
I need you in all ways thought
I need you to want me back the same

I love you
No, wait
I hate you
 May 2015 Janielle Mainly
Tomo
Worlds shaking
Hearts breaking
Iniquity razing
our reality

The castle with
lonely halls
desperate calls
for holy hands

Frustration breaks
your stained glass
pieces of beauty
forever despised

As worlds shake
and hearts break
forgiveness rebuilds
the castle stands still
When you Turn 22
Things tend to tread for years on end
No longer the blushing youngster
or the naive college drinker
the world may open slowly
as an oyster holding closer it's pearl
the same goes for the world
once coming of age
becomes the ripe wine we've been waiting for
you will not turn to stone
but turn into the truth
which is who you've been designed to be
after 21
this is when the silhouette you've been filling
finally fades on in
who are you
who did you want to be
well now,
let's find out.
Birthday May 20th, turning 22. I'll delete this later.
Five years we've been together
And everything has been great
We've shared our deep dark secrets
And stayed up talking late

I know what you are thinking
With just the slightest glance
And with every passing minute
I know we didn't meet by chance

From the moment that I met you
I felt a connection to your soul
And with every single "I-love-you"
I've felt my heart becoming whole

Whenever I am with you
It's like my heart is set aflame
And I feel it skip a beat or two
At the mention of your name

I can't imagine spending life
Without you by my side
And if you got down on one knee
I'd happily be your bride

More than anything in this life
I want to spend my days with you
Building our lives and future
And knowing our love is true

You are the one I want
My only love is you...
*But I know you don't really love me
You only think you do.
And yet...I can't make myself walk away.
And its killing me.
Entrancing foreign melodies flowing through my head. My phantom-like extremities are the first to feel the daze. It spreads throughout my body; I'm not quite here, but I'm not yet dead. An intangible warmth festers in my chest reassuring my soon to be everlasting serenity.
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