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Apr 2017 · 438
soft chords
Aylin Belrose Apr 2017
soft chords
makes me melt
soprano
alto
voices twirl together
like ribbons
like sunlight
in water
beautiful
hopeful
reminds me
of the past
i cry
the pain is just as strong
as ever
immersed in memory
plunged into icy waters
frozen in time
all because
of those
soft chords
Mar 2017 · 367
fallen love
Aylin Belrose Mar 2017
fallen love
disappears from sight
gone from view
I'm left alone
nothing to fight for

fallen love
I desperately look for
before I bleed out
searching for soul
nothing

fallen love
fell off the mighty steed of truth
true colors show
bright as daylight

fallen love
I once loved
now I'm alone
trying to survive
where were you
when I needed you
when I was left to die
when thr bleeding hearts of some
and the shattered remains of others
screamed for you

it's too late
we are gone

fallen love
beautiful
pure
once
now just gone

fallen love
You poets are awesome. Never stop writing. :)
Mar 2017 · 358
Wishes
Aylin Belrose Mar 2017
She stares at the horizon,
the orange of the sunset flashes
in her chocolate eyes.
And wishes for one thing.

He watches the moon,
the glow illuminating his hair,
setting it on fire.
And dreams of one thing.

Too ugly.
Too overweight.
Too shy.
Too quiet.
Too serious.
He couldn't like me.
Nobody could.

Too annoying.
Too loud.
Too unpleasant.
Too over-the-top.
Too easy going.
Why would she like me?
Nobody could.

Their wishes,
together like the sun and moon,
the stars and sky,
light and dark,
twirled together,
like snow and wind.

But they were wishes.
Thank you for all the kind comments I got about "sorrow"! :) Have a great day/night whoever is reading this!
Mar 2017 · 573
sorrow
Aylin Belrose Mar 2017
my sorrow
like the ocean
fills my world
i can’t see
anything but blue
my favorite color
now my enemy
led by fate

slowly
sinking
falling
help
i scream
no one’s around

i fall
endlessly
grasping at sunlight
beautiful gold
mixing with ribbons of blue

i could fall
let go
but more is worth
a moment of pain
so i claw
back up

im burning
on fire
smoky black surrounds me
but i survive

the blue may be back
pushing me down
once again
but it’s ok
i am stronger than it knows

this time
i will find
my way to the surface
and onto the shore

for i am stronger
than
my sorrow
This is my first poem. How is it?

— The End —