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  Nov 2014 Adele
Marium Iqbal
War
My brain is the gun.
My thoughts the bullets.
My hand is the trigger.
Society's hateful words pull it.
  Oct 2014 Adele
Argentina Rose
You may not have been birthed in the soil,
and granted,
you will not blossom
when spring melts winters wake
but inside of you
grows a thousand gardens
full of exploding stars.
You are of the earth
and your ashes
have been constructed with stardust,
and set free with the wind.
So you may not have a pretty face,
and your body may hold stories
of too many moonless nights alone.
But if you reach inside,
you will find a forest
for a ribcage
and a restless ocean heart.
So don't ever let anyone tell you
you are nothing.
You are a galaxy
holding a million different planets,
and my dear,
that is not nothing.
  Oct 2014 Adele
Pluto
you
I fell in love
with the way
your eyes light
up when you
speak, the way
your shirt falls
across your
chest.
I grew
accustomed
to your
fingers
brushing
occasionally
against mine,
the way your
feet moved as
we walked
side-by-side
---

*I fell in love with
destructive
Adele Oct 2014
because I was known,

for collecting my own shattered heart

and drop of tears

I tried to tape it back,

but it doesn't seem like a whole

I tried to wipe it out,

but it just flooded and drown my soul.*

-Adele

10/31/14
  Oct 2014 Adele
Haydn Swan
I can’t sleep,
I can’t drink,
got to see a man tonight,
shivers and shakes,
imaginary snakes,
walls closing in,
heads in a spin,
body in pain,
always the same,  
I've got a need,
a powerful need.
I wrote this about a difficult time in my life many years ago, thankfully I recovered but I know for many the struggle continues.
Adele Oct 2014
That deep blue eyes,
drown me with lies
An ocean covered
with a dark sky
I remember the time,
a big storm warned, it's time for goodbye
Why? Your eyes are just dry
Why? Every time I think about it,
I just cry
How can you not even try?
That's why I'm suffocated
with this gruesome thought
misting 'whys'
I'm still coughing
from that cold water
Flooded with fear
You let go of my hand,
watching me sink
I'm losing you in a blink
But the hourglass was flipped,
counting grains of sand
I was too blind, and now,
I do understand
because I'm learning
what it feels like how to stand
without holding your hand*

-Adele

10/28/14
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