a Nightowl's poetry - Hello Poetry

Jul 2015

AM

Falling

Falling in love with him
is as easy as falling asleep
to his beating heart
while I'm covered
inside his locking arms

#love #poem #poetry #heart #asleep #quote

Jul 2015

Tshepiso Faith Moshupya

university food

You have no choice..but to eat me
I know you hate my smell
Because when you cook me
Those who enter the corridor will smell me too.
Some hates me because I live in a pool of blood called sauce.
You can cook me different ways but my taste will remain the same.

Who am I?
I am TIN FISH

#univesity life#home away#no option #

Jul 2015

Skaidrum

Fear

Pain and death aren't so frightening, really.
Unless, you let your imagination run away with you,

Pain in the present can be dealt with.
It's what's we imagine that truly terrifies us.

I'm trying to imagine,
it doesn't hurt without you.

© Copywrite Skaidrum

Jul 2015

Chris Smith Dark Poet Soul

511: Just A Poet

Do you ponder this life
The meaning of it all
Why we exist to suffer
I do, I always have to

The pain of going on
Dragging through day by day
Wondering does it improve
Will hope come to rescue me

But alas, here I will write
My healing, my feeling
Through the darkest, to the light
Just a poet, nothing more

#life

Jul 2015

brandon nagley

Irony of a poet

A true poet
Rich with his words,
Broke with no money...

©Brandon nagley
©lonesome poet's poetry

Jul 2015

Pradip Chattopadhyay

A song of the blooming petals

push harder, harder, she moans,
drive it a great more in

dig deeper break ya my bones
rupture my last wall of skin.

push harder, the farthest it goes
where pulsates the throb of my core

blooming red petals of rose
are dreaming for limitless soar.

push harder, harder, inside
drive in, inner, far more

fill me in thick rain of ride
till i feel empty no more.

Jul 2015

brandon nagley

Me tiro en su jaula , me encierro de distancia ( Throw me in her cage, lock me away) spanish tongue.......for mi amour

(Spanish tongue)

Soy la campesino querubín esclavo
En mía reina serpahim de amor-jaula.
Y incluso si ella fue a diere yo la llave
A descubrir mineself y ser gratis;
No habrías wanteth de todos modos es ,
Me encanta ser su sirviente ......
Me ama ser su esclavo .......

(English version)

I'm a peasant cherub slave
In mine queen serpahim's love-cage.
And even if she was to giveth me the key
To unlock mineself and be free;
I wouldst not wanteth it anyway's,
I love being her servant......
I loveth being her slave.......

©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

#amor #miamour #elsa-angelica

Jul 2015

Jack Thompson

Want You Near

Sometimes it's just a hug.
Sometimes it's a kiss.
All you need is warmth.
Looking in your eyes like this.

You pull me in.
And squeeze me tight.
Tears roll down your cheek.
A hug you just cant fight.

Creating new words.
To describe this feeling.
Fierce embrase of reuniting love.
Everlasting and forever reeling.

You have this way.
That turns my heart.
A millions times like the sun.
Wind me up, I'm jack in the box.

Riddled with beauty.
More than theyve ever found.
Delicately adored by me.
How crazy does that sound?

You turn my heart to mush.
Cliche is it?
But there it is right there on the ground..

You ripped it out of my chest.
But it still beats harder than its meant.
***** and muddy bent not broken.
It still beats ******* the cement.

#love #broken #heart #hope #warm #bent #deep #close #crushed #ripped