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 Jul 2015 belbere
xuans
Summer rain:
the epitome of endless ironies,
like joyful pain,
and a bloodhound befriending a fox.

yet precisely through ironies we realise
how sharply contrasting these emotions are.
like how the eyes see nothing but lies,
and how things are only beautiful from afar.

perhaps, only through these ironic moments can we truly feel
the primal nature of emotions;
that lead us to **** ourselves
on the inside without hesitation.

y'know, just to make someone else happy.
 Jun 2015 belbere
Ji Han
The first time he fell,
like a tree, he was felled, with
a strong tug, and, a light push.

The next time he fell,
from great heights, he was felled, by
hands, that lifted him.

The third time he fell,
into flames, he was felled, though
hopeless, but hopeful.

For he shall be a Phoenix,
dying in the flames,
and rising from the ashes
Refreshed, Renewed, Revived.

For Love, is but falling, rising
and falling again.
And again and
again.
 May 2015 belbere
Marigold
leave
 May 2015 belbere
Marigold
Leave me high
Leave me gasping for breath
In your absence
Leave me pacing the room
And falling to the floor.
Leave me in solitude
That I know so deeply
As to call it my friend
Leave me standing
Or sitting
In the dark
Or filtering sun through my lashes.
Leave me to feel
My own heart
Beating through
A thin shift shirt.
Leave me in my mind
 May 2015 belbere
Marigold
I lifted you as high as I could.
The next day my left arm ached,
And I half-smiled recalling why,
Proof I had done my job.

It came as no real surprise,
To be accused of doing nothing.
The only woman pallbearer,
Of course my body should be brought into play.

The aching of my arm
Was proof
That I didn’t let you down.
Until, of course,
That was the task at hand.
 May 2015 belbere
curlygirl
I have a friend,
beautiful and daring,
who is now afraid to love
because of the men
standing in her shadow.
                                         "Maybe I don't know what love really is,"
she said.
                                         "Maybe you loved someone who didn't deserve it.
                                            And that's okay"

I replied.
I let my hair go
Stride into your space
And out
Weaving through

Always a dance
Always running
To-away from you

Intentional
Even as your teeth

Break open my lips

And the skies
Could bleed red

But as my teeth
Give back as good
As they get


We don't need to look up,
love

There's red on you

I stare at your lips
Never into your eyes
Response to my gorgeous partner, belleb's http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1120378/want-to-sail-away/

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I am talking
At walls and mirrors

I have deleted
Your number

I am trying
To forget his name

I have been shutting
Everyone's existence out



This is how I need to be
This is what I need to do
I need to focus on what I have now

But
Work still does not get done
And I still cannot focus.






.
Stop running through my mind
Driving me insane
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