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 Jul 2014
marina
i         had         a
dream last night
that     you     fell
in      love     with
someone        else
and     i    realized
that  i  don't want
to      spend     the
rest        of       my
life    scared   that
i  might  lose  you

i         want        to
spend    that  time
waking             up
next      to       you,
seeing               the
world    with   you,
learning    how   to
grow   old  bravely
with                 you

and       i      guess  
what    i'm  trying
to         say         is

marry              me
 Jul 2014
Unfortunate Smile
Your mind is a map
that I want to spend
the rest of my life discovering.
I want to work my way
through every page
that you have ever created.
Know every street, road and alley
until I can navigate across your thoughts
like the inside of my home.
 Jul 2014
Emma
Silly one,
   your flaws
      only make me
          love you more
For those who think they're unlovable.
 Jul 2014
jacky
All this time, I kept a fair distance
to the things that might give much more
of what they call pain. Until
I learned, how to permanently
(or so I thought)
carve them onto a
hidden translucent white wall
reminding me that they're
always there, lurking.

Years have passed and I have gone mastered
the art of feeling nothing
(or pretending not to).


So, when you came along,
with all the glory of your humanity
and the realness of your skin
touching with mine,
(remember those things I've carved?)
they escaped like the wall had broken down
fallen down
the way I fell for you -
little by little, inch by inch
piece by piece,
me by me.

All those fears that I tried to run away from
were all stitched with your love
and I can't love you
if they're with you
but I still did. And I still will.

Even if it throws me to the oblivion
of my own sacrilegious fears,
when the ransom for all those pain
and hurt
and suffering I will get
is the infinite taste
and satisfaction of my desires

by your love.

*By your only love.
i am still trying to practice my writing and i hope you guys like it.
hit me up, and let's get the conversations going. =)
 Jul 2014
ZL
Nothing but love
is stronger than desire.

love gets you high
desire takes you higher!

love is warm, snug, and cozy
desire burns like *** on fire!

In the end
only one will win.

love is forever the pretty truth
and desire will always be a beautiful liar.
 Jun 2014
wyatt rabbit
X
To sum it up, I've
loved you since
last August.


*s.mndi
(10w poem)
 Jun 2014
SG Holter
I've measured her right
Little toe. It's exactly 16mm.
When she grinds her teeth in her
Sleep, just rub her jaw gently.
She'll stop without
Waking up.

If you read to her in bed, she'll
Watch you wide eyed from
Your shoulder; study your features
As you speak.
She'll stop you if you lose her
Between two words she doesn't
Quite understand.
She'll thank you for explaining.
She's worth it.

She's allergic to sugar, dairy, gluten
And eggs. I'll mail you a hundred
Recipes I've created for her.
Tell you all the tricks
So I know she'll eat.
You get used to the hassle.
She's worth it.

She's crazy about cartoons.
Let her watch them; seeing her
Laugh beats the game
Hundredfolds.
She'll love you for letting her
Read for hours and tell you about
The story.
She'll be so beautiful
When concentrating.
Give her space. Yours included.
She's worth it.

Let her grow.
Let her learn in her own time.
Let her be who she is.

She was weaker before me.
Now she's strong enough
To stand up and do the right thing,  
Though both our hearts broke
In the process.

If she goes, let her.
Help her out, send her off
With blessings.
Say to yourself I'd rather see her
Happy without me than
Unhappy here.
You'll
Mean it.

You'll cry your eyes out
And scream at the skies. Then
Thank God for every minute
You spent as her man.
They were worth it.
 Jun 2014
Ocho the Owl
I wish I had a thousand lifetimes to love you

It would take precisely one thousand lifetimes...

Calculations have been made....

I would argue and banter with you
I'd  make love to you and stare deep into your eyes afterward
I'd build a chicken coup with you

I'd get mad at you for misplacing the keys, only to apologize right afterwards
I'd stop you in the middle of the street only to kiss you on the forehead
I'd tell you your favorite story when you went to bed
I'd grow old with you
So sweetly I'd worship every single moment
 Jun 2014
Kate Deter
You contemplate the past,
Revel in the present,
Envision the future.
Hope is in your steps.

Wounds do not disappear,
But slowly, over time,
They are soothed,
And they are healed.

You make a beautiful Venn Diagram,
Where the overlapping section
Is about equal
With your separate sections.

Love is love,
And once you’ve found it,
You know.
 Jun 2014
Anonymous
The thing about writers is that they’ll win you over with words
It’s enthralling when somebody writes about how your lips are the collision of soft pastels coming together
And how your hair is a waterfall cascading down a masterpiece
Or how your freckles are as beautiful as constellations in the sky
Or how your eyes demand truth in the slivers of honey
caught in a whirlwind of the ocean in your eyes
Isn’t it intriguing the way a writer captures you in words?
Everybody wishes to be scribbled into journals and etched into the back of somebodies mind
After all “If a writer falls in love with you, you’ll never die”
But nobody likes being in the forced silence a writer presses upon a room
Nobody likes waking up at 3am wondering why their lover is scribbling into a journal with furrowed brows
Most of all nobody wants to be loved by somebody whose pen can speak more clearly than their own lips
Being loved by a writer is endearing, yes…
But nobody actually wants to live forever in some tattered old notebook that just collects dust as years go by
Everyone wants a lover who shows as much passion through actions
As they show in their words-
Most writers can’t offer that,
and I’m afraid that’s why everyone and no one would like to be loved by a writer
 Jun 2014
NLB
it's not like i ask for much,
all i ask for is happiness,
plain and simple.

if i can't have happiness then i'll have distraction,
from all the bad stuff,
a way of coping.

and when i'm as far away from everything as i can possibly be,
distracting myself,
don't bring me back,
don't disturb me,
or i will get angry,
very angry.

and i'm afraid i won't stop smashing things until everything is destroyed,
like me.

*n.l.b
 Jun 2014
ilina286
You promised me love
Like the one in the books
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