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Being a novice
in poetry
he knows how to color
an old tree,
a sky in the winter,
an ocean,
or even a dancing
emotion.

But pleading
with the wind
to come
and sing
the sparkling
thunder
that tears the ,
weeping dome
asunder,
is a different tale –
altogether.

(c) LazharBouazzi, May 7, 2016
I lost my innocence in a battle of wits
Over a dinner of boiled rice and fried meats
His debate ground my overrated intelligence to bits
But it wasn't time, I wouldn't call it quits

We went on to the starlit, moonful park
We weren't sightseeing, I had to hit my mark
Everything I said was turned down with a reasonable reason
The more I tried to win the more I kept losing

We walked and talked and I realized
That our supposedly romantic dinner had been politicized
As we stood on my porch and called it a night
His lips touched mine, I didn't put up a fight

I laid a final claim in regards to our banter
His keen eyes widened I'd given him something to ponder
Later that night, I received his call
He asked for a rematch, I smiled, there'd be another date after all
My heart beat like a drum
endlessly falling for you.
I licked my lips of colored plum,
hoping it will touch yours too.

You held me like I was yours,  
and it meant that you were mine.
It was a night like no other,
a feeling of cloud nine.

Your left hand wrapped upon my right.
Your right hand on my immobile arm.
I held on to you too tight
hoping that it will be no harm.

It was a feeling like no other
to finally feel loved.
Fortuitously slept, rather
than talking to my beloved.
A car ride with a boy that my heart opened to.
Birds are flying!
So many birds flying!
So finessed,
Fluid, and breezy
Look at that flight!
So cool...

Frogs are hopping!
Yes they're hopping!
Such Jump!
Look at me do it!
Wow!
I was really bored...
But there's nothing wrong with making people happy. :)
Enjoy!
Yet, where is the fun

When my best friends tonight
won't know me, come morning?
(All poems original Copyright of Eva Denali Will © 2015, 2016)

This is the epitome of interactions within Southern California's Top, private universities; when you're on scholarship, unaffiliated with Greek Life, and without an agenda and/or facade. Entities more superfluous and shallow than one could ever fathom, save for when in happenstance.
 Feb 2016 Dexter Terzungwe
SS
its been six months
since you said you no longer loved me

its been five months
since you said one more kiss couldn't hurt

its been four months
since we last spoke of hope and truth

its been three months
since you began moving on*

its been two months
since you said you would call

its been a month
since i learned of your poisoned heart


& yet i've spent every night closing my eyes
                 only to dream of your blue ones
*that i am aware of
My love for you is beyond these limits,
beyond the reach of earth, space and heaven


I've stitched your dreams with velvet
And built your hope with cashmere


My life was an empty canvas, love,
I've filled it with you flawless face


Your crystal eyes, concealing broken emotions
And your eyelashes bowing down, hiding your eyes


Your eyes are the most beautiful I've ever seen
So vulnerable, they take my breath away


And with every single glance,
they throw me a little deeper in love


And every time tears stream down your little face,
my fragile frame shatters to fragments


And an agony rips through my veins
and rushes through my bloodstream


You destroy me, love,
with every touch and every look


With every smile and every word
Your beauty is too much for my eyes to hold


But still I dare to look up
as my irises begin to crack


You're so heartbreakingly beautiful,
It makes me cry and laugh at the same time


Your hair is spun with gold and crimson,
It's the shade of my heart bleeding for your love


And your hands made of porcelain
And your lips are meshes of honey


I swear, I'll carry you over the seas
And take you through the dark clouds


Love, I promise to keep my arms around you
Until you stop breaking and shattering


I love you but these three little words
does not contain the intensity of my feelings


for just I love you isn't enough
I'd rather drown, smile and say,


Love, I'll give my life for one moment with you
And every breath of mine for just one smile of yours.
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Blessed hatred
push me in
As many more mourn my stand
It's too high
cliche
controlling
Confusing
But I love it.

It built me up,
Gave me rules that changed my exsistence
I might not follow through
But the pang of guilt at deserting reminds me of my stand....

It gave me values
Love,
Life,
and reasons for actions

My words depend on it
my appearance, actions and all
It's not boring as they say
But the excitement of growing pushes me on
                          
I might seem weird
wacky
Or brain washed
but the courage to face each day
my life has gotten
Living by Grace bound by laws....
Many people say this Jesus thing is outdated and controlling but for me, hope and strength for each day I draw from my masters love. It truly pays to serve **JESUS**
It's been 10 months since our last talk,
It was clear to me that it's over,
Though it still hurt because I thought it'll be forever,
But I should get over you start moving on.
My thoughts are killing me. Well anyway I'm back!!
What if,
you're becoming the person you hate?
you're becoming the person you thought you'd never be?
will you be crazy or will you just go with the flow of life?

What if,
we never experienced being sad,
will we appreciate the times when we're happy?
Or will you be crazy and live like an idiot?

What if,
we never experienced pain,
you think life would be happy?
Or will it be plain like your heart?
Do you guys agree that "what ifs" are the most painful one?
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