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 Nov 2015 Ariel Baptista
Fatıma
I stood in the storm
and prayed that the rain
would wash away
the want of you.
 Nov 2015 Ariel Baptista
R
I.
 Nov 2015 Ariel Baptista
R
I.
"Am I the kind of guy you could see yourself having a relationship with?"
I thought for a moment.
I took a deep breath and said the truth.
After all, the truth is all I have now.
"Right now? No. I mean, awhile ago you were the most beautiful boy I'd ever come across. But right now, I can't afford to be in a relationship. At least not yet. Maybe one day I'll be able to see us together like I was able to for so long, but as for right now, I can't even see tomorrow. I hope you can understand that."
"I do. And I just hope you understand that no matter what you say, you cannot scare me away. I'm not going anywhere unless you want me to."*
Oh, my dear, I've been told that far too many times to know that it's not true.
not sure what's going on, but then again, I never really knew, huh?
I've been told this three times in the past few months, so its obvious why i wouldn't believe you, isn't it?
 Nov 2015 Ariel Baptista
Shay
Between us there is an unbreakable bond;
something tying us together that goes above and beyond.
When I was young with wild hair full of excitement,
you were the one I looked to for enlightenment.
You were my hero who made my bad days good again -
the only one whose hugs and kisses took away my pain.
When I grew up and made mistakes big and small,
you held my hand and helped me stand tall.
You picked me up when I was upset,
and knew how to make me smile no matter my mindset.
You've always been on my side even when I was wrong,
and you've been the influence that has helped me grow strong.
In a world so brutal you remained a beautiful soul
you are an exquisite creation; graceful as a whole.
And please understand, if I never had you there for me,
I wouldn't be half the woman I turned out to be.
awhile back i met a girl
a girl with a mouth all cut up
from speaking too many broken promises.
i guess i can hardly blame her,
i could see how the earthquakes
in her eyes wracked her mind.
her lips were painted crimson
from cuts on the inside of her cheeks
and she could hardly speak past
the mouthful of lies she spit
at her doctors, her parents
her sister, her brother, her best friend
"i'm okay, you see," she whispered
blood dripping past pearly whites
draped in a pained smile.
"i'm doing much better."
her words were sharp like
shattered glass and squirmed their way
past tightened lips and onto her sleeve
as she whispered to me
"we all ******* die eventually. everything just ******* dies."
awhile back,
i saw a girl in the mirror with mouth full of scars.
i love your body
its sweet topography
and sublime measure
i love your colouring
so pleasing to my eyes
and perfect for your form
i love your silken skin
and its electric touch
that always speeds my pulse
i love the way you move
your femininity
a poem to my heart
i love your voice's sound
its rising and falling
no sweeter song exists
i love your sparkling eyes
full of wisdom and fun
so beautiful they are
but most of all my love
i love wondrous you
Choka
Girl, what a pity?
He did not seem to care about you
No appreciation was shown at all
All he did was tear your heart in two
You need to wake up and realize
That he thrived on putting you down
Your lasting joys
Have sadly, turned into a frown
Rare and sweet beautiful to me are you
In the glory of your presence and your peace makes me whole
Unlimited and free is your divine love
Gave me a new song to sing
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