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 Jul 2020 Yann
rk
scrapped knees
 Jul 2020 Yann
rk
365 sunsets
yet i still remember
how your fingertips
danced along
the curve of my hips,
and how much it hurt
when you walked
out the door.

i guess that is the gift
of feeling too much
there will always be
too many memories
slowly burning,
too many words
to describe how i felt.
forever picking
at the wound,
leaving me aching.
- and i will gladly break it, i will gladly break my heart for you.
 Jul 2020 Yann
rk
morte
 Jul 2020 Yann
rk
now i understand,
that i have always
been enough

i just wasn't
enough for you.
 Jul 2020 Yann
Shadow
“Only optimists commit suicide, optimists who no longer succeed at being optimists. The others, having no reason to live, why would they have any to die?”
- Emil Cioran, the trouble with being born
 Jul 2020 Yann
Cm
Your presence
 Jul 2020 Yann
Cm
No needs of words
No needs of hugs
Just being with you
Feeling you
Brings my being
To the center
From abroad

©️Sobbingsoul
He’s been primed to show us magic tricks
To have us all believe
That it’s all one grand illusion
There’s nothing up his sleeve
The truth hides behind misguided trust
It’s this, you must understand
That our preconceived notion‘s are fooled
With just a slight of hand
Rabbits appearing from out of hats
People coming apart in two
Sawed off at their midsections
You should feel lucky it’s not you
He’s an expert in misdirection
He’s astute, and debonair
But, the rules do not apply to him
So buyer, please beware
 Jul 2020 Yann
Eshwara Prasad
When your mind vibrates, the world around you vibrates.

When your mind becomes calm, the world around you becomes calm.

Your mind and the world around you
are inter connected.

Keep calm, always.
 Jul 2020 Yann
Maniacal Escape
I see secrets in rain, washes down shore.
Reeds beat wetness and sun, to timber tantrums and bouncing belongings zephyrs waves.
Sunny vistas beach to a dimes chance.
To a stone waiting and at the door a stranger waited
But I do not wander I do not wander I do not waste it it’s the evening
Through the palms of both my seasons dawn. Drowning visibly beneath the waves
That you sent to me all the way gone
 Jul 2020 Yann
Alexys Marie
We go together like
coffee, sugar
and *** on Sunday mornings.
#explicit
 Jul 2020 Yann
rk
depression cherry
 Jul 2020 Yann
rk
and i loved you
in a golden crescendo
of moonlit sunsets
sweet amber kisses
and honey soaked lips.
- if i welcome death, it is because i know i have loved so intensely that it ate me whole.
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