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 Feb 2014 Phairy
Anon C
Anxiety
 Feb 2014 Phairy
Anon C
Time to venture into the mouth of Hell
I pray I do not lose myself, wish me well....
 Feb 2014 Phairy
Eth Sykes
Her sophisticated soul exhibited in the mind of a goddess
cursed with your spells
got a dark cloud composing my thoughts, and it happened of how beautifully the moonlight kisses that darkness
Killed me with your knife but I knew your touch is so gentle and I've died happy between your arms
you spelled words like heaven that I longed to feel them against my lips
thought you were part of my reality
turned out that you belong to my dreams
darling
There behind the ocean
Hearing your heartbeats rhyming with the waves
Creating a symphony of a life time
A scene worth capturing, hanged on the wall of our hearts

absents minds got lost -intentionally

-vagueth
 Feb 2014 Phairy
Eth Sykes
Immense beauty at one scene that flips back into my memory
I can't deny that I've adored every single bit of them.
have you fell from heaven?
You prefect me and I wasn't a fan of perfection
But since then, I'm a perfectionist in loving you
Your silent sighs are unwritten book, you kidnapped my soul through
It's lines. oh those eyes, i'm drowning in that ocean, never wanting to find a way back. your waves shifts me to places I've only dreamed of.
I long to your fixed silence where i study the lines of your face tracing it along against my neck. Your fingerprints are pressed against my skin but I'm bleeding.
I'm prisoner inside your heart yet I can write poems between each heartbeat of yours, it won't bore me. you see my goosebumps and you crack that smile; it's a trap. how i never want to look away. you're suffocating me
your words are written art just as you're one.
You gaze back at me and and I feel you touching my heart; you feel like paradise as I lay between your arms.
should i question paradise yet?
I ran away to the sound of your voice  where my body sleeps, I ran away with the touch of your lips , where my mind floats.
you make love in sin-cere ways, but is it a dream or a nightmare?
is it too soon to call me yours?

It's 4:00 am, I woke up and no one was beside me.
 Feb 2014 Phairy
Eth Sykes
If you had five seconds to spare, I’d tell you how heaven’s feel like
I’d kiss you your lips so softly you wouldn’t noticed time passing
You’ll poison me,and I’ll lose myself
Into you

Music will be our drug.
I’ll play the weeknd on the stereo, and spell you poetry of how glorious you are, because I’m sure that scene would make permanent one.
I’ll lie against your chest and hear your heart beats and sing on their melody

you are that thin line between the contraction of light and dark
A paradox of sins and pureness
A cracked diamond, a perfect flaw.

— The End —