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Brianna Duffin Dec 2017
This creature…
She lurks just around the corner
Her lips painted to perfection and pursed to prissiness
Her hips hosting hands, polished nails the color of Hell’s fire
Her eyes wild and dark, so full and deep, intricate curtains over the windows to her soul
Her hair cascading wild but under the chokehold of her need for control, constantly
And her entire existence… just

This creature…
She is a creature of the night, no doubt
But she is an essence of the broad sunlight
And she was designed to be the center of attention
But is simultaneously inclined to favor solitude
She craves affection, attention, validation, and such
But values her independence, her privacy so very much

This creature…
She knows no name.
She knows herself.
~70th poem published~
This is a really interesting one to me. Let me know what you think in the comments.
Brianna Duffin Dec 2017
I wasn’t expecting it, wasn’t expecting anything
It hit me like the floodgates of heaven opened up
And at all once like a swift death coming… just like that
You are my everything, and I am yours
You are the supreme king of a world never before conquered: my heart
You were no angel, but you were made to be the king of my heart
And our love was by far the most earthshaking there has ever been
But fate is clear, through so many stories
Whenever a great love is born,
That love must go to heaven.

I miss you like a cancer patient misses her health
I miss you like I missed my puppy after I went to college.
There is an anger within me that burns me to my knees,
An agonizing devastation that reduces me to tears on the floor,
And an emptiness… as if my neck was snapped and now nothing remains of me.
My everything and my heart’s king, I miss you.
You were my infinity
But a samurai’s sword swung down on us
But some samurai, one disgraced now
Because there is no honor in beheading a miracle
My miracle and my heart’s king, I miss you.
Brianna Duffin Dec 2017
Maybe I came here to die
But even if I did
What’s it to you
How could you pretend to care now
Now that you think it’s too late
So yes, maybe I came here to die
But maybe that’s none of your business.
Brianna Duffin Dec 2017
I figured out this game we’re playing
The first to acknowledge
How we used to be best friends,
Before all that stuff you did,
Is the loser.
But what happens then?
What do I get for losing a sick, twisted game
After I lost a sick, twisted best friend?
Because going through that sure gained me some things…
Turned out great, don't you think?

This game that we're playing-
The one where we don't interrupt the icy walls of silence building up,
Especially to remember when we didn't interrupt the bubbling giggles-
It's one designed to be played by two.
It's made for a pairing like us, I see that now.
And now that I finally understand it for how it is,
We have a game to play.
Bring on The Game.
I think a lot of you will be able to relate to this; it's about losing a friendship to bitterness and not understanding it at first but returning the animus they give you.
Brianna Duffin Dec 2017
Though this day may never be touched by the light
And though no love come to hold us this night
And though I am years from your touch and you are worlds from mine
Hold the sliver of grace that someday I’ll see your eyes shine
Even if it feels like you’ve held me for the last time
The uphill battle of love is worth the hard climb.

After all the hardships we fight through for love
We will soon be reunited, free to love
There has come a time now when we must hide our love
But there will come a time soon when we’ll return home
And when you’re safe in my arms where you belong,
Nothing will be able to tear us apart.

Don’t you love me?
Don’t I love you?
Because with a love so true, so deep, so strong
We’ve created a love that can’t be broken
And that is worth it, isn’t it, my darling
We aren’t touched by light but soon we’ll be shining.
I wrote this last October off of a stanza that came to me while I was out for a run. I thought it was so beautiful that I kept it on repeat in my mind until I got home and by then I had two stanzas. The ones here are pretty close to those original words, so maybe you'll get why this quickly became special to me. This is the story of a forbidden love that is real and true despite its troubles and forced secrecy; the basic gist of it is that they know they'll eventually be free to love each other out in the open.
Brianna Duffin Dec 2017
She exploded into my world,
A flame burning her way into the wildest hearts we hid
Now she embodies my world
And my children call her mama as they pull her copper curls

She was a copper typhoon,
Shattering the order to grow chaos in her wake with one wave of the hand
Now she jingles with each step
And my servants await her chosen moment to collect their pay

She was power
She is power
And she was my destiny
Destiny. How fitting.
Brianna Duffin Dec 2017
The lady who is...
A sensuality profusion...
I fell in love...

The day of the dead...
An emotion profusion...
I fell in love...
This is not based on a true story but is based on a true idea. I liked how the words flow; it felt natural to me.
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