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Is it pleasant or painful
To suspect the least in every situation
I’m not complaining
Just trying to tell you how I feel
All I know is that we are equal
For only existence itself
Never need offer any sequel
Be a permanent marker. Step on the stones that you once avoided. Boiling water is now an official form of medicine. And I'll pretend that we've never met before. So that one day we may dance again and make love in more than a thousand sentences.
In your body lies a serpent
And your lungs are the ocean
And now you're left gasping
As if this life was ever only
Another act of your devotion
enraged by our shadows
you enter the world silently
and turn these thoughts into gold
forms are empty like feathers
dancing in the fields and snow
go and plant your lilies children
and i will feed you apples
with pancakes and porridge
a life without worry can't be promised
but so many of our problems
come from addictions to our woes
I don’t want to write poetry tonight
I don’t want to speak of your beauty
Or how the dawn sips your words like wine
I hate the light tonight and wish to abscond
Only with the darkness
For I am unfathomably angry
That there can be no more justice
As there is nothing left in our hearts
I can speak only cruelly of you
As if to stab at your tender flesh
We are each lost in our intellects
And I’d gladly give you back your gifts
If I’d known this love would be so quick to end
For I am only a coriander seed
Would it be appropriate of me
To believe contradictorily
That what is appropriate
Appropriation must agree
If after all a waterfall falls
And the sound resounds
Until it's still, echoing
Within and all around me
Like a poisonous serpent,
You turned your venom into love.

Like a poisonous serpent,
You could return only venom for love.
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