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Dec 2018 · 173
Say something
Stella Dec 2018
If you don't say something now,
It's not going to be alright anymore.
Mar 2017 · 514
What are you going to do
Stella Mar 2017
In the end, you never came home.
I sat by the door with my arms turning
to dust aching for you to return.
You left the kettle on
and I drowned myself in it.
Chamomile, Earl Grey, Lemon, English
who cares what the sachet says
as long as it's hot and burning
my tongue because every little pain
is a pain I've to endure.
It takes my mind off you.
Dec 2016 · 286
Merry xmas
Stella Dec 2016
May today be peaceful
and charming
and love find its way to you
Bringing happiness like a friend
along with it.
Merry Xmas everyone.
Aug 2016 · 253
Guilded
Stella Aug 2016
There are so many places on Earth
where no human has ever been to.
Untouched, unscathed,
unseen.

Just like your heart.
Dec 2015 · 226
Grief
Stella Dec 2015
Tears taste so much like you.
Sep 2015 · 373
Jungles
Stella Sep 2015
I grew trees on my arms to
carry the weight of your pride.
Atop me now this message
of my wild, wild love.
Touch me because I can't move
anymore these roots
are my bones. These roots
are my bones.
Jul 2015 · 389
livery
Stella Jul 2015
I tried to drape the sun
and I burned the skin
off my palms.

This is what you do to me.
This is you.
This is me.
I ******* hate you.
May 2015 · 234
Untitled
Stella May 2015
We burned flesh against flesh
until all there was left
was a mark of you,
and our bones in a tangle.
Feb 2015 · 632
Trash
Stella Feb 2015
I went out of the house to put out the trash
and I cut myself on broken glass

it was your heart
on the street
out of someone's trash bag
cutting its way through
to reality.
Feb 2015 · 825
Fruits
Stella Feb 2015
I lopped up an orange
and let the juice run down my throat
the way you drink fire
and breathe into me.
Aroused.
Jan 2015 · 389
Love
Stella Jan 2015
Beats me breathless
Dec 2014 · 1.6k
Candles
Stella Dec 2014
I blew out candles I'd lit
in joy of your return.
Because you retraced your steps
and set fire to my lawn
bright enough to keep the light.
Dec 2014 · 612
Standstill
Stella Dec 2014
I found a place within
my head where you and I
are still standing before
each other

in love.
Dec 2014 · 1.6k
Dear Rained-on Parade
Stella Dec 2014
I wonder of you like
star gazing fanatics look into the sky, searching
for some supernova.

Your words have constantly touched
and pulled at my heartstrings:
Our Kind Of Love Story
Cycles: Rescue
We Won't Need Anything
The Fall
*******
Aqualung


And countless others that rage over my mind
keeping me awake.

Being a great poet is not the easiest thing to do
but I guess when one has got a heart like yours,
you just close your eyes
and paint.
To one of the greatest poets on Hello Poetry, Rained-on Parade. Her work is fantastic and touches my heart. She has a genuine love for poetry and you can feel it in her words.

Check out her words and let her know:
hellopoetry.com/rained-on-parade

She has even put out a book just this year!! Please help her out by liking her FB page:
facebook.com/turbulencethebook

She says POETRY MATTERS, and I say its more true now than ever.
Dec 2013 · 543
I will find you
Stella Dec 2013
I will find you.

When you scurry away
into the haunts of
your ravaged mind,
searching for things you  never owned.

I will find you.

Amongst heavy crowds
of people, places, promises;
where you blend into
perfectly.

I will find.

You,
your mind,
your broken self,
buried deep within
the place you called home.
Dec 2013 · 873
Polar opposites
Stella Dec 2013
Drawn I am to you,
unaware of the force
driving us away
is nothing but our own
cataclysmic personalities.

There is a whisper in
the autumn wind.
It calls for you.
While it is freezing here
and all I can feel
is the numbness of limbs.

Like fire and water,
I cannot exist with you;
yet, cannot exist without.
Dec 2013 · 601
Fist fight
Stella Dec 2013
Grappling bones,
hollow insecurities,
broken,
healed.

A fist to the face,
an uppercut,
terrible colours onto
the barren white walls.

Red-faced,
shut-eyed,
running with
arms wide open.

"Bring it on!"
Lungs afire.

We always stand up.
Again

— The End —