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TSBP Jan 1
there are so many times, I remember
when my mistakes seemed so terrible and important
and I now I just see how young I was,
how those mistakes weren't as bad as I always thought
I hope future me is thinking the same thing
about right now
TSBP Jan 1
my sweetness you are
my stars and my moon and the
foil to all my plans
TSBP Feb 2022
Your smell reminds me of comfort, hot chocolate and warm summer evenings. My dear you make roses smell plain
The soft canvas of your skin makes me feel numb. I think of warm desires when you hold me.
You taste like home cooking and sweet sensations that linger on my mouth. I would like to taste you again.
Your voice sounds like lull of midnight rain, your laugh dances on my ears rendering me speechless
When I look at you I am captivated. Your eyes are more alluring than life itself, sunsets don't compare
You overwhelm my senses and fill me with happy things that I crave.
TSBP Mar 2021
There was a gentle nothing floating
A god came along and, upon not seeing the calm nothing,
conjured it into being.
The nothing (now named Yulserf)
looked to the god and asked
"why have you created me, you wretched power"

The God was offended by this question
and simply answered
"I have done nothing more than make you whole, so you may exist as is so"

Yulserf cried for three hundred days and three hundred nights,
for he had not wanted to exist
but was.
Finally, the God came back
to Yulserf's sobbing, and relented.
And so, the happy nothing did as nothings do,
and didn't.
i dont even know, dont take this seriously
TSBP Feb 2021
Like a bursting hearth,
An explosion of life swelling my chest.
Seeing the smile that stretches my heart,
And knits butterflies out of my anxieties.

Let the world quiet for you.
Let trees bend and rocks hollow to serve you,
You who sits on my pedastol.
Let skies age like old photos,
So that my love for you might be made all the more apparent.
TSBP Mar 2020
The entwining fingers,
A wordless exchange.
Quiet companionship,
Like cats on a
Moonlit balcony
TSBP Jan 2020
If I could give first place
Winner of the race
You would be the winner in my heart
Take the big red ribbon of my affection
A piece to hang over your mantelpiece
A reminder
Of the hope you give to me
Everyday struggles have no place against your
Calm smiles
And all while
You face your own demons
Lurking by the elephant in the room
Yet you keep smiling
By the by
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