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 Jul 2017 Elliott
natalie
Better.
 Jul 2017 Elliott
natalie
I could treat you
so much better
than the weak men
you've been with.

They play games,
and sometimes you gladly
play along because
you want to feel
special.

If only you could
take my hand,
I'd give you more
than what you deserve.
Longing to be with the girl that I know deserves more.
 Jul 2017 Elliott
natalie
Fantasy
 Jul 2017 Elliott
natalie
How I long to
grace her hips,
full of love and desire.

I want pull her in, slowly
like a tender lover would.
Then I'd gently hold
her face--
and tell her that I'm in love
with her.

But alas,
this is merely
a fantasy...
one which will never meet
the expectations
of those around her.
 Jul 2017 Elliott
Lvice
The lighting
Kisses the ground
twice.
As thunder
Caresses the
sky.
The harsh love
of Earth
Is how
I love you.
And when my soils
Are less than
what they were,
They were not worn away.
I have given them to you.
 Jul 2017 Elliott
Megan
You.
 Jul 2017 Elliott
Megan
Some people deserve
To have poems written about them
Songs composed
Sketches drawn
Novels made
All about them
All that type of stuff
Should come into existence
All
Because
Of
Them.
Also I've realised
Most things
Labelled "You"
Just happen to be masterpieces.
Because "You", whoever you are
Are the reason
For people to create
Something absolutely
Utterly
Irrevocably
Beautiful.
That's kind of a wonderful way
To think about it
Isn't it?
You never know what you inspired someone to create.
 Jul 2017 Elliott
Hannah Jones
One feels different after a fall from grace.
I say "fall", but I know
that I peered over the cliffside
knowing what I was to leave behind
and took the deadly plunge.

The haze of temptation cleared
I felt nothing
Knew everything
Wanted more
God, why have I abandoned You?
Why do I know so much
yet feel so little
when I know where You are?

I'm falling
I'm failing
I'm thirsty

"I thirst for you."

Even in the depths I hear You
Even in the darkness I see You
You who defeated Death for me
You who could not bear to be apart from me
You who are still on the cross
until the end of time.

"I thirst for you."

I thirst for You.
I've reached for filler after filler
Only leaving myself empty
Rendering new cracks in the already broken vessel that I am
Yet You who suffered wounds for me
still desire my heart.
Why do You want this broken sparrow?
Why do You want this sickly fawn?
Why is my love-
broken and imperfect
-the very thing You crave?

"I thirst for you."

Drink, then, from my tears
of repentance
of regret
for they are all I can offer
as I continue to fall.
Drink from this broken vessel
from whom graces seep out
for I have marred my soul
and have broken Your Heart.

Drink from my sin
and my shame
and repair what I have broken
Help me, for I am alone
and have no one but You
Even though I've abandoned You
You are all I crave
You are all I need
And I thirst for You.
This was a lamentation of habitual sin I wrote as soon as I committed it. I am broken, incomplete, and totally at the mercy of the One who thrists for my love. May I never plunge into my old habits with this knowledge.

"Jesus is God, therefore His love, His Thirst, is infinite. He the creator of the universe,
asked for the love of His creatures.
He thirst for our love… These words:
‘I Thirst’ –
Do they echo in our souls?”

-St. Teresa of Kolkata
 Jul 2017 Elliott
Josh
Need
 Jul 2017 Elliott
Josh
I am in need
I am in need, of a heartbeat
Of flesh to touch
Lips to kiss
The fire of a life
To feel like
I plunge my head
Into the lake of eternity
And grasp, for each
Falling leaf, of maybe
And could have been
I will run, and seek
But not, find purpose
Because, in my heart
I know, that our time
Is worthless
But still, I will
Pick fruits of this
The universe
And swim in cosmic streams
As I trip, and fall, down
Stairs, of unknown depth
A sea, of staring faces

Watching, with an eagerness
My folly, my descent
I get up, and wander
Through the known
Unknown, and absurd
This place, this state
Abstract, and lone
This is the closest
I am come
To church, or faith
For whom, having seen
Even a piece, of this
Cosmic finite
Void, this insanity
Could put his trust
In anything beyond
The end, a void
Only a fool
And I am a fool
But not one
So disillusioned
 Jul 2017 Elliott
Josh
My crime
 Jul 2017 Elliott
Josh
Eight years, I have loved you
Since both we, were children
Not some fast burning flame
But the warmth of a coffee cup
Or an arm, around your shoulder
I never said a word
I dared hope, only in silence
A year ago, I kissed you
And like brittle clay, I broke
I told you of my feelings
And of my secret hope
You did not feel the same
But said you knew, for a long time
And yet I love you still
Shamefully, in secret
Like my love is a crime
 Jul 2017 Elliott
Josh
Duality
 Jul 2017 Elliott
Josh
Human existence is a detritus of emotion and we seek to immortalise that. I see the beauty in scratching your name into a ruined castle. So something of you remains. Scars remain but kisses don't. I would write my name on big bens face to be the man who did.

Live each day knowing you may die. Drink, eat, spend. Enjoy life with the sole goal of pleasure. Go out like a firework. Whether you illuminate the world for others or catch them in the blaze it doesn't matter.
 Jul 2017 Elliott
Lvice
9:38 p.m
 Jul 2017 Elliott
Lvice
Caught in the act
of being young
and sneaking out
to see the stars

Caught in the act
of being in love
with everything except
one person

and that's beautiful.
The stars are staring back
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