bella

bella Jul 2018

Sipping on green tea
My lips blaze like fire
Your hands trace circles
On my thigh
It’s magic
It’s mystery

Kindness is rare
In situations like these.
Threaded through smiles
And small words.

Sipping on green tea
Fingers entwined
Like roots of a tree
I want to stop time
In this moment
Of magic
Of mystery

Seated by a fire
Holding hands
Holding
Tea cups made of china
Fragile as my heart

Misery seeps through
Cracks in the walls
But we cover it
With clouds of laughter.

Sipping on green tea
Feelings left
Discarded on the floor
This moment so pure
It’s magic
It’s mystery

Another one that I’m very open for feedback. also wondering if anyone could help me with a question i have? It’s very personal and complex but there are many wise minds on this site.

bella Jun 2018

plaid shirt

i can still smell it
kind of like musk sticks
kind of like black tea.
in my plaid shirt i sit

i drink tea
and eat musk sticks.

i play guitar
and dream of clouds.

i wish for you again.
i wish for your scent.

kind of like musk sticks
kind of like black tea.

i wish for your voice
sweet like honey and mylk.

i wish for your touch
leaving blazing trails of goosebumps.

in my plaid shirt i sit.
i like the quiet when im there.
its almost like you’re back.
kind of like musk sticks
and black tea.

does anyone have any advice for improving this? please tell me.

bella Jun 2018

crying

im crying
tears stain my blotched cheeks
your hands are the only thing
i want
i need.

your hands are the only things
i can’t have.

why do i do this?
why can’t i be okay?
maybe,
if you held me,
i wouldn’t be this way.

im crying
my head is nothing but a weight
crushing my neck.
my hands are useless
waving and shaking
longing for your touch.

if only you were here
if only you loved me
as i love you
maybe,
maybe,
i wouldn’t be crying

i am not very happy

bella May 2018

san fransisco

i want to go to san fransisco
i want to see the world.
there’s a fire burning
in my heart
and i want to see where it goes.

i want to be happy
i want to be okay.

and i’m going to get there,
no matter what.
help myself to stand,
buy my own ticket,
fly away.
let my troubles melt
like candle wax.

i want to go to san fransisco
i want to see the world.
there’s a fire burning
in my heart.
and i’m following it.
all the way.

if you read this, I challenge you to write a joyous poem and add the tag #happie

#happy #okay #grow #sanfran #glow #happie

bella May 2018

umbrella

oh you keep me dry
your words are bittersweet
but they keep me dry

are you a necessity?
do you even care?

your words are bittersweet
but they keep me dry

#rain #youlovedme

bella May 2018

moonshine

you are my moonshine
forbidden, so far away
your touch injects poison
into my blood
turns my veins black
oh how i want you back

#help #poison

bella May 2018

mum

The darkness pulls me closer.
Inch by inch,
First a foot,
Then a waist,
All I see now is the darkness of death,
It slowly smothers me.
I reach into the loving light of life,
My hope flickers out.
Suddenly you grab hold of my trembling hand. Your touch,
As calming as a lullaby in the dead of night.
I clasp onto you,
My last sign of hope holding my hand. You pull me out of the darkness,
Out of death,
Back into the light,
Into life.
You are my saviour,
Giving me a second chance to live my life. Giving me the will to keep fighting for my life. You are my source of laughter,
You are my source of love,
You are my source of life,
You are my mum.

a friend wrote this and wanted to see what people thought so hopefully everyone like it

#mum #love #light