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Mar 2016 emilawho

Smother

Mar 2016 emilawho

Darcy

Smother

I suffocated myself with the words I didn't say.

#depression #pain #depressed #dark #darkness #painful

Mar 2016 emilawho

Sometimes I feel I wanna disappear

Mar 2016 emilawho

Aroody

Sometimes I feel I wanna disappear

Once upon a time I was in love,
With that smile with those eyes,
Now I'm so hurt I don't feel anything,

Sometimes I feel I wanna disappear,
You are not by my side,
I'm filled with ignorance and fear,

How cruel of you to leave me,
When  I was totally yours,
And keep me behind these doors,

Set those eyes to look ,
For love instead of faults,
Talk to me now break the walls,

I'm in love still as you can see,
I'm hoping for spring in autumn like a tree,
Either come and bring spring,
Or leave me to the hands of the axes,

© AROODY2016

#love #hope #tree #her #him #you #me #us #like #wait

Mar 2016 emilawho

sick & tired

Mar 2016 emilawho

Angel

sick & tired

I'm sick of waiting
I'm sick of falling,
I'm breaking
I'm tired,
but I can't sleep.

You're breaking me
while I'm falling for you.
I'm just waiting for you to notice,
the pain that you've put me through.

#love #depression #pain #sadness #sick #tired #waiting #heartache #breaking #sleepless

Mar 2016 emilawho

THE SPIRIT

Mar 2016 emilawho

Brent Kincaid

THE SPIRIT

The spirit watched quietly
No hand could it raise.
The spirit listened closely
As the faithful sing of praise.
After the worshipful leave
And go back to their home
The spirit wants to know
And sets itself to roam.

The spirit watches us
And hears us when we talk.
It carefully remembers when
Our words don’t match our walk.
The spirit never wants us
To leave the weak and poor
To starve in ignominy
And crawl across the floor.

The spirit is always there
When the rich pretend to be
The very essence of kindness
And unfettered generosity.
And when those same people
Lie and cheat and even steal
The spirit knows for certain
Their piety is nothing real.

The spirit uses gentle thoughts
Set in all our inner souls
To remind us of who we are
And of our intended roles.
But some prefer to ignore them,
The inner urging of their spirit,
And though they know better
They don’t seem to want to hear it.

#poetry #religion #conscience #spirituality #decency #brent #kincaid

Mar 2016 emilawho

These fragile things

Mar 2016 emilawho

Anna Skinner

These fragile things

How do I tell you*
I love the way three dollar wine tastes,
a cheap buzz lighting up my veins,
merlot dripping tears on the floor
I sought for comfort last night.

How do I tell you
That silver is the sweetest color,
singing songs into flesh as I drag her
through scar ridden skin,
opening rivers and avenues
I could be an architect with the way I construct,
drawing with permanent marker on
scribbled, blood stained satin

How do I tell you
I break off pieces of myself,
store them in my broken heart bank,
savor memories for later, when ripped
liquid velvet
doesn't leak onto my fresh floor
anymore

How do I tell you
I curse your nightly name,
thick tongue tasting the
stale sangria of your lips

How do I tell you
How do I tell you
*How do I tell you

#love #sad #depression #anxiety #soul #breakup #brokenheart #cut #silver

Mar 2016 emilawho

Eyelash

Mar 2016 emilawho

JR Rhine

Eyelash

You're the eyelash
                                                                    scraping against my eye.

One day I'll carve you out
              and blow you gently into the breeze.

                                            Or, with bloodshot eyes,
                               I'll well indifferent tears
                                                                   and stream you down a cheek.

               I'll make you the wish I swore you to be.

#love #eyes #tears #hope #wish #magic #wind #promise #struggle #spell

Mar 2016 emilawho

Profession

Mar 2016 emilawho

ryn

Profession

I once professed my love to the wind...*

I had professed that I admired the way
     it had caressed my face.
           The way it cupped my cheeks
   and combed through
                 my tousled hair.

I once professed my love to the wind...

I had professed that I was infinitely enamoured
with its playful but gentle ways.
The way it would upset
the serenity of my clothes.
          The way it would engulf me cool
on a hot sunny day.

I once professed my love to the wind...

I had professed that I get addicted to the way
it would reach into my lungs
and abscond with my breath.
Leaving me asphyxiated for a brief moment
before mischievously
introducing new air;
hale and fresh.

I still profess my love to the wind...

I'd profess my adoration for the way
she fills my sails full
and my heart full of hope.
For I am a lone sailor
in a crowded ocean.
Sailing in a vessel bound for nowhere...
Traversing time and space
with my love, my breeze...
my air.

.

#love #profession #hellopoetry107

Mar 2016 emilawho

Chemistry

Mar 2016 emilawho

ryn

Chemistry

.

O
         o       o
O
                  O      o
O
•fill our beak-
er with un-
told chem-
icals•com-
patible  so-
lvents that
fizz... with
bubbles•m-
ix them in to get
the most homogene-
ous of solutions•introdu-
ce heat in the likes of passion
•never a clean reaction, there will
be residue• never right the first time,
failed attempts will be a few......• but once
distilled from undesirable impurity•........then
handle the mixture with utmost sensitivity........•
you'll get a result that can't be bought with money•
because this love in our hearts is the product of

pure chemistry•

.

#concretepoetry #hellopoetry107 #sciencenerdstuff #chemistry101 #erlenmeyerflask