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It's funny how most people my age
just want to go out and socialize
while the best times of my life
are the ones I spent (and spend) alone in my bed
with melancholic music and closed eyes
Love is
Holding hands
On green pastures
As your feet
Meets
The blades of grass
Tickling
Right to your heart.

Love is
Running on the sand
Towards the clear blue
Waters
That keep both your
Soul
As fluid as the waves.

Love is
Kisses in the morning
Followed
By endless smiles
As
The two stare into
Each
Other's eyes.

You know what's good
About love?
Love is chaotic
Love is not cemented
Love is different
For each different people
And
Love will unite two
People who feel love
The same way.
Whether it'll be at
An art gallery
At an orchestra
At a concert
Or even in a house.

My love
Is someone who
Will skydive with me
Staring into my eyes
And as we land
They ask me
'You're ok right?',
And we kiss
As I interrupt
The kiss with a joke
(if I knew I'd get a kiss
I'd drop you from a plane
More often

Or some
Other method,
Just to see her smile)
So we both
Laugh while looking
At each other.
Then again
I haven't found my
True definition
Of love as yet,
It could be as simple
As writing a poem
Together
Or reciting a poem
To each other
Or the simplistic
Idea of just giving
Feedback to a poem.
Love strikes like
A misdirected
Arrow,
For love is chaotic
But beautiful.
I love you.
In an instant,
The shades turn to pixels,
The beauty pulled and twisted into,
Strings of numbers.

A perfect imprint,
A reflection of time,
In a misty mirror,
A sun-lit filter.

I inhaled her scent
What once allured my soul
Slowly became a heavy dent
That will forever leave a hole.

I held onto her hands
What once gave me comfort
Slowly became broken plans
As I realise I was only getting hurt

I stared into her eyes
What once made me felt enchanted
Slowly became my demise
As I took my heart for granted.

Craving the snow like a husky.
Pale and cold and melts on my touch--
I remember those ****** winters.
Through frostbites and numbness,
I would dearly hold it.

Each snowflake I touched made me shiver.
Each ball I made was perfect like a globe--
I saw the whole world in it.
And I never threw them; I kept them.
I never wanted to see you shattered nor dirtied.
Spikes ran through me when I saw you that way--
You should be pale and cold and melt on my touch...
 Apr 2016 Dany The Girl
Alex
Hey, Darling.
Its been almost a whole month
And I have done nothing but cry.
I wish I could have said goodbye.
I wish I could have helped you.

Hey, Darling.
Its been almost a whole month
And I want you back.
You understood my life.
You understood what it was like to be me.

Hey, Darling.
Its been almost a whole month
And I miss you so much.
Its taking all my strength not to join you.
Its taking all my strength to keep on living.
To your surprise, she's crying.
Cuts and scratches dripping blood
With her own shredded skin
Rain crimson pain that was
no longer dripping from the glands
of her eyes.

'I'm ok' she lies,
And as the blue sky rain heartache
The storms shadow casts over her
And the darkness within her
completely surrounds her every breath,
'I'm ok' she says,
As she awaits her own mortal ending,
her death.
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