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Ember Evanescent Jan 2015
I was dancing
With him
I didn't even know him until I was in his arms
Handsome, though I hardly care
Charming, but because of his soul, not his words
And warm, in a way that wasn't physical
He held me like he knew what he was doing
Like I would be safe with him
Like a promise
In the most beautiful white dress
And I was beautiful
The most beautiful girl there
Everyone wanted to dance with him
But he chose me
And I couldn't believe it
We danced all night
And of course
I messed up the steps
Tripping over myself
Clumsily, as usual
But Lord I was beautiful still
And he just smiled and somehow found it lovely, that I was imperfect
He whispered to me
And we danced and danced
And I was beautiful
**Then I woke up
Oh, yes right. I'm not beautiful and no boy will ever love me or even like me or even notice me. Sorry, I watched a fairytale movie before sleeping and it slipped my mind when I was in my subconscious. I like it so much better in my make-believe world of dreams.

A dream is a wish your heart makes
Then reality kicks you in the head.
Ember Evanescent Jan 2015
I think I'd like to have a British accent that sometimes randomly morphs into a Russian one.
This is a series that I will be adding to and I invite anyone else to add to.

So basically you label your poem "Spontaneous Thoughts (Series)"

Then you literally just write a random thought you had.

It can be philosophical, deep, funny, weird, really weird, crazy, sad, happy, hopeful, extremely crazy or just super random (like mine) or literally anything. Just a random thought.

I am interested to see what people think about randomly. You can add to this series as much as you want because I for one have multiple Spontaneous Thoughts and I'm sure some of you guys do too, so yeah.

Also, include the hashtag #spontaneousthougths

And no pressure, you don't have to but if some people would repost this, that would be great just so more people get involved and feel free to message me to let me know you did one, you know, so I can check it out.
Ember Evanescent Jan 2015
MY MOTHER AND I IN THE CAR:

Mom: What ever happened to that boy you told me about?

Me: Oh, we kind of just stopped talking.

WHAT EACH OF US REALLY MEANT:

Mom: So, are you in some kind of secret relationship I don't know about? Are you meeting people without me hearing about it? Are you sneaking out at night to drink and do drugs and strip and sleep with boys? Do you have a love life? Tell me about everything so I can know every little detail of your life, freak out about it, obsess over it and lock you in a tower so you never ever date anyone ever or have any kind of a life because I am worried about you and I don't trust you but I love you so I am going to be as overprotective as physically possible.

Me: He turned out to be someone different than who I thought he was.
And also I don't trust you we have a terrible mother-daughter relationship and I will never confide in you because you would never understand that emotions are not logical and you are not always right mom. I love you, but I could never put my faith in you or count on you to carry me when I am broken.
Funny how she and I can't have a decent conversation nor an honest one.
Ember Evanescent Jan 2015
And as the clock struck 12
You probably kissed her
With alcohol on your breath
And no trace of me on your mind
I just thought about this now.
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