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 Sep 2021 chasing rain
Poet X
i suppose its inevitable
that even you
of all people


would let me down too
so much for forever huh
 Jan 2020 chasing rain
me
question
 Jan 2020 chasing rain
me
how can i keep you
in my lungs when i can't see
a future with your eyes
in it?
lowkey like this style of poetry but also my long poems ab eating disorders r pretty cool too. thank u for reading my poem i genuinely appreciate it a lot
Time of death:
3:44.
When you told me you don't love me anymore.
Place of death:
The park where we met,
on a lazy Sunday afternoon.
I remember the dreaded words which escaped your lips,
the heat in your words,
the look on your face,
as I took a metaphorical bullet to the chest;
it hurt like Hell.
Cause of death:
You.
When you stabbed me in the heart for the first
and last time.
A fatal blow.
But in the coroner's office,
all the report will ever show is:
time of death:
3:44.
Cause of death:
Trauma to the chest.
When your heart gets broken by someone, it feels like you've been struck in the chest. The air feels like it's been knocked right out your lungs and you feel as though you can't breathe. You feel a mixture of emotions all blurred into one mess. You play the final exchange in your head over and over again, and each time it gets harder and harder. Heartbreak. It feels like you've been stabbed in the back and shot in the chest all at once.
breathing the turquoise like lavender,
and sipping the blue summer.
bitter cold clouds glide and morph lava lather,
floating whispers cut by sweet pineapple sunshine.

soon, a moment, now
rhythms ripple the sky like skipping stones
we jump the music like puddles
splashing in the frequencies.

cobalt bass rumbles the earth hungry,
pumps the air with springing spirals
pushing and pulling the senses,
reverberating through cells.

heavy mud humming, stomping
echoes through our atoms dizzy;
balancing tuned body to innate electricity
the fizz of circulating lemonade energy.

we jump the music like puddles
splashing in the frequencies.

strawberry melodies spilling ribbons,
dolphin leaps of the spaces inbetween beats,
lines of colours overlapping,
colliding, mixing, merging, blending
in with the forest.

washing over souls the life fire sparkles
like a clear water cleansing harmonies,
sound waves crashing against inertia.
phosphorescent glow of re-charged love
for the world, for being, animation

flowing through burnt smoky ashes
of sapphire charcoal skies;
dimmed radiation of chlorophyll emerald days.
the smell of salt, dry bark, fluffy carbon mists,
trembling lights softening the eyes'
grip on outlines, loosening lies.

watching the cycles of patterns
tumbling colours through a mill rotating,
and the silence of listening
when the music comes to an end.
Something I've been working on for a long time on and off since 2015.
 Jan 2018 chasing rain
Samantha
...and I cut them in

a 4 by 4 grid, just the

way God intended.
I made brownies.
I may be silent
but my heart will
deafen you
 Dec 2017 chasing rain
KJ
Suddenly
So randomly
Everything becomes too much

Too bright
Too loud
Too full
Too
Much

Suddenly
So randomly
The lights coat my eyes

They're shinning down
Into my eyes
Blinding me
Flooding my senses
Assaulting me
I cannot see

Suddenly
So randomly
I cannot breathe

There is no air left for me
I'm choking
Little huffs of breath
Escape past my quivering lips
It feels like nothing is coming
In or out

Suddenly
So randomly
I can hear everything

My mind will not shut off
The noises feel as if
A loud speaker
Is blaring directly into my ears
I cannot turn it off

Suddenly
So randomly
The room is so full

Everyone is surrounding me
They haven't moved,
Yet they are all around
I cannot escape

Suddenly
So randomly
My heart feels as if it will burst

The pounding of my heart
Echoes in my head
Jumping against my chest
Threatening to break free

I am assaulted by my own senses
I cannot turn them off
They're there
All at once

Too much
Too much
Too much
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