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5 years on,
yet it still lingers in my mind.
that fateful night,
when i was engulfed by the flames,
and taken into the dark.

it started peacefully at first.
we were friends-- no
we were great friends
a powerful bond that could not be broken
but sadly,
that alone were the boundaries.

i started falling for you.
day by day
hour by hour
minute by minute,
it grew stronger.
an overwhelming feeling it was
what was it called again? oh right, love

after a year or so,
i finally confessed
even if the inevitable response will reach my ears
"i'm sorry but its better if we're just friends"
a smile crept on my face
as i wept inside.
but thats ok,
because you never seemed to have left my side
you were always there for me
a great friend indeed.

we'd always exchange smiles at each other
and sometimes, they'd last a second too long
and you would turn away to avoid it from being longer.
oh right you have a girlfriend
i guess it did hurt me but what could i do?
we were only just friends

but i ruined it.
that bond we used to share snapped in a split second
it was at that fateful night,
where i lost my path to you.

it has been 5 years
and i am sorry.
sorry for being such a nuisance you had to be "friends" with
sorry for loving you at the first place
sorry for making you feel so guilty for not loving me back
but please
at least
give me one last chance
one last time to be next to you
one last glance
a smile
a final burst of laughter with you
because even if this will just last for a short while,
at least
it gives me hope that we can be friends once again.
my very first long poem :)) dont judge me pls its based on my otp :((
We greet each other with apologies
Followed by instantaneous forgiveness
Silent, mutual
Screamed with half-smiles
Shy and sweet

We are polar in circumstance
From birth and forever imposed by this
Society
but we are connected by the meridian
of silent looks, obvious telepathy
but we are too rational for that

You are explicit with your shame
Your debt to me
You apologise twice more
“I’m sorry I cannot give you time”
“I’m sorry you are lonely”
A benediction,
“I hope you are not stressed”

We both know why you are sorry
You are the one
With the white picket fence
The obstacle
While I am free but kept wanting
You are sorry we only met now

I reply with my best grin
Feign confidence and
Reward you with my most beautiful laugh
Carefree; that would fool most people
But we are not most people
You know how I hurt

You are sharp
Like freshly clipped nails
I am not; I’m only beginning
But I am the loom that slowly weaves
The frays you’ve snagged
I am the carrier of your hopes
The executor of your will

So I write this poem
To keep me warm
in cold evening train rides and
The general banality
A fan-fic, of the thin pamphlet
That is our fleeting meet

I know you want to read me
Like the latest best-seller
You see clues, a blurb
My handwriting, erratic like yours
But more forceful
The authors, films
And tortured rock goddesses
I adore

My English Lit textbook
hidden in my drawer
dog-eared And scribbled
at Lessing, Rushdie and Joyce
I know you read it on Sunday
When no one was at work

Last night I covered my face
With a clean white sheet
And pretended to be your bride
I’d stand in front of headlights
Just to see your shadow
By my side
Response to From Eden and It Will Come Back by Hozier
I am astonished as to how at ease you are
with the great unknown
how unfazed you are
with being lost in uncertainty
It scares me how I am willing
to toss the compass overboard
and join you
how willing I am to destroy myself
only to reform again to be
brave like you
You make me feel safe
In myself
You’ve freed me to be
capable
 Mar 2015 Adriana Moraes
B
Why
 Mar 2015 Adriana Moraes
B
Why
You
Sewed
My
Heart
Back
Into
My
Chest
Just
To
Cut
Each
Stitch
One
By
One*


B.S.
 Mar 2015 Adriana Moraes
B
Splinters
 Mar 2015 Adriana Moraes
B
Maybe he left
because he got
tired of plucking
splinters out of
his fingers every
time he touched
me because of
the fence I built
around my heart.*


B.S.
 Mar 2015 Adriana Moraes
Born
Smile, breathe,believe
See a Sea of Secret Signs
Voluptuous Volatile & Vile Vultures
Creatures Creating Cretinism
Solid Solutions & Solid Situations

Subconsciously Violins Consuming Sounds

Roses Rapping River & Roads
Water, Walls, Weeds Wallow
Cremating Carnivore Carnations & Carnivals
Tenacious Terrorism Trimming Time

Riddles Will Consume Things
*** me up on fire
Trigger my desire
Softly stroke me with caress
and lips

Lovely tongue this of mine
For it’s an explorer
Ready to deflower
Passages into your forest

*** me up into frenzy
Let me be a slave to your seduction
Torture me before eruption
Cunning

Lovely fingers these of mine
For they cannot see but feel
Soft skin below them
Slipping from dry to wet
Landscapes

*** me up until madness
Shivering Trembling Shaking
Bodies of ours, bursting in heat
And Love

Lovely body this of mine
For it is yours for pleasure
Yours to objectify
Yours to seek
Meek

*** me up
*** me
***

— The End —