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  Dec 2016 bless
Late night stars
And just like that her whole world came shattering down

And  just like that she fell into the arms of the devourer of beauty.

And Just falling to get back into the same old routine.

And yes she knew about the master
manipulator.

And yes, she was too naive to care.

And just like that the beautiful world that was once an aura of colors, is shades of black

And just like that the color of his eyes seized to exist.

And just like that she realized the love she'd always wanted in solitude.

And somehow being in black and white brought out the true beauty being alone
  Dec 2016 bless
Matthew A Cain
Please don’t love me.
I’m begging you, for my own selfish reasons, just don’t bother.
Of pain and sorrow I was a masterful author.
I in the minds eye painted false dreams upon a wishing star
And held her heart but I wasn’t right so my name became just another scar
If you care for me please don’t love me.
My heart is fragile and full of regret,
For things I said,
things I did,
things I wish I’d done,
things I should have said
I’m sorry,
My brain wont let me forget
So I’ll just keep these words close on my lips.
I recently broke things off with a girl (3am girl) that I truly cared for and at times loved but we weren't right despite what she said. As time went on after the separation I realized I gave her false hopes and dreams that were not right for me to say. I spend a lot of time alone right now because I need time for me and I can't stand the idea of anyone loving me again because I can't stand the idea of hurting anyone else. God is my companion now and I hope someday someone else will join that mix but I can't do the heart break anymore.
  Dec 2016 bless
francesca
in between the i'm sorrys and the forgive mes
and the screaming at three AM
the plates colliding with paper thin walls

in between the heated glares
the fire in your eyes that has cooled down to sputtering embers
a reminder of a flame that once threatened to burn the world down to ashes
that was how much i loved you

in between all of the glass shards
that've made a home in the wreckage between us

i wonder
if you regret any of this
if you spend all your shooting stars
on wishing we had never met
the same way i do
  Dec 2016 bless
Anna Falls
Why is it so hard to write poetry when I'm happy?
When I'm content?
When I'm gloriously in love?

Is it a requirement that I be in rage, in sorrow, in pain?
Drunk? High? Comatose?

Can I just not find the right words to describe my feelings?
Or maybe I don't need this outlet when I'm happy. I don't need to cut my emotions from my chest and attach them to words. I want my emotions here with me.
  Dec 2016 bless
zelda rangel
do you mind
if i
tuck you in this heart
don't you know it's falling apart?
just for tonight

do you mind
if i
kiss you in the dark
i have too many quotations mark
in my mind

so do you mind?
this is actually from a song i compose but anyw, i love this and i hope u do too
  Dec 2016 bless
Nyx Ciel
Drunk on love
Is a phrase I have never understood
Until now

It's the way you say lollipop
It's the minute bobbing of your hair when you laugh
It's your ability to fluster me and leave me speechless when I normally pride myself in my rapport and
I wonder what you're thinking right now
Is any of it the same?
It's your curiosity and your genuine soul and spirit and your tentativeness and your fear and

It's that the whites of your eyes
Remind me of home
Sun kissed skies
And a longing to roam
The horizon

There's a familiarity and I get a pit in my stomach that tells me I miss you.
I notice the difference when I reminisce, you-
The difference is, you don't smell like cow ****.

You smell like crisp morning rain
And bath salts.

I don't actually know your scent.
What I meant
Is that I'm calmed by the crashing of rain
And the other supposedly drives you insane.

You provide me with both:
An overwhelming peace
And an ever-growing crease in the folds of my mind
As I try to rewind
To the first time I met you.
Burned into my brain: the first time you set two
Boisterous, beautiful, brown gold orbs
Patiently on mine as you tried to absorb
All of the pieces of me
Contrast and contour
Not one fault ignored.
And by no fault of yours,
You sat and you listened
As sunbeams glistened
And my heart raced
And my mind doted
A smile donned your face
And my emotions exploded
Amidst this maelstrom of noise
These powerful currents
Distant echoes grew poised
And struck me recurrent

And your laughter sprang forth
From your buttercream smile.

Time slowed, and I thought: please stay for a while.

Residual raindrops grew reluctantly silent
The insecurities of my ever-racing mind resided
Dim in comparison to the fervor you'd quelled and excited

I could feel my legs keel and go weak
When you returned stolen breaths as you started to speak

And they told me to "be careful"
And "not to fall too fast"
But this vertigo feels lovely
And I'd rather it would last.
A joy to me.

As always, keep writing.
-Sam Ciel
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