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archwolf-angel Aug 2016
Those dark brown eyes...
                                ...Like the sapphire sky
                                That takes me away
                                Flies me way up high

Those gentle hues...
                         ...Like the peaceful moon
                         That soothes my blues
                        Quietly breathing pleasant tunes

Those charming gazes...
                             ...Like the charismatic sun
                             That takes me to all the places
                             Where I can dream about all the    
                            things I always wanted

Those soft, twinkling eyes...
                                  ...Like a home for the heart
                                  That allows me to rest and breathe
                                  Till I find calmness in me again
archwolf-angel Aug 2016
Why
Why let the world ascend?
When it's going to descend anyway...

Why lay out tales of happiness?
When they are going to twist into agony...

Why create dreams?
When it's just nightmares that haunt after...

Why make all those efforts?
When they are going to seem like pretence?

Why make promises?
When they just keep getting broken...

Why have a universe?
When it's filled with horror of beings...

Stop smiling at me
If you don't mean it...

Stop giving me everything
*If you are just going to take it away from me...
Life can be such a persistent pain in the ***.
archwolf-angel Aug 2016
Disabled in sight
Yet always up for a fight
Her strength and determination
Convinced him a life worthy

He met her
And fell in love
Painted beautiful pictures
Promised her
One day she would see the world
His hand in hers

He will never forget
That heavy impact
Blood dripping down her forehead
Her body limped
Her hands, out of reach
His consciousness left him

Trapped in a space
A place he could not escape
He saw her
Revealing her hazel brown orbs
Pupils shifting and sharing gazes
A smile on her face

Her hands, however, still out of reach
Him, she still could not see
Cradled himself into reality
Knowing the truth to be...

That just maybe
She could see
That world he promised her
A colourful life so fine...

                       ...through his eyes.
archwolf-angel Aug 2016
Darkness in a sight
Unworthy of colours and light
Trapped in an enclosed situation
Only depending on other abilities in life

She met him
Fell in love
He showed her
A brand new world
Of hopes and dreams
A will to live

The last thing she recalled
Was a heavy impact
The sound of beeping machines
Almost losing breath
In limbo she visits
Nearing death

She opened up her eyes
Saw her close ones for the first time
Yet he was nowhere in sight
He had left, they said, for another land
Never visited you

His promises, she remembers
A world bright and new
A dream hopeful and pure
What happened to all that?
Only lies remained in view

She will only believe
She was just so...

                                           ...blind.
Based on a story I wrote in the past.
archwolf-angel Aug 2016
What makes a person
Valid for care
What makes their value grow
Love, goodies or solid gold?

What makes a person
Valid for rest
Never having to tip their toes
To be careful and wary of tests

What makes a person
Valid for respect
When people will stop questioning their abilities  
And for salutes to greet their days

What makes a person
Valid for a smile
A genuine brightness that meets theirs, unconditionally
One that settles them, no matter how horrible a day gets

What makes a person
Valid for mercy
To be immune to every fall in life
And learn to know
That they deserve way more than these daily tortures and fights
archwolf-angel Aug 2016
What is love
If it was never told
Told to the person
You dearly want to hold

What is love
If it could never be
Be the dream you pursue everyday
Even when you are asleep

What is love
If it was never felt
Feeling like butterflies
And tingles of joy

What is love*
If it was never known
Known to be the closest thing to magic
A belief we hold close

*Love could be a million things
And it comes in many different forms
And the type I know
Is keeping that wonderful person
In your heart
Safe and protected
Feeling that person's happiness...


                                   ...Even if they will never be yours
Sometimes, loving someone means making the biggest sacrifices.
archwolf-angel Aug 2016
Jumbled up lullabies
That put me to sleep
A tearful of pillows
Accompanying my dreams
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