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 Jan 2012 gg
JL
Today I was unbuttoned
I had my tongue raddled
By the force of your fist
I let you punch me
And slap me
I deserved it
Stinging my skin
Screaming your hate in my face
Betrayel
But your tiny  fists did not hurt me
Nor did your white palm on my cheek
It was your silence and your tears
That hurt the worst
 Jan 2012 gg
a kind of nostalgia
I don't believe in soul mates.

Because
   you
      were
         mine,

but
now
you're
                gone.
Copyright © Claire Shelton 2012

Not trying to be cynical here, but think about if everyone ended up with his/her first love.
 Jan 2012 gg
Amanda Small
This incessant buzzing makes writing poetry nearly impossible.
Every time I exhale my dreams get stuck in my throat.
Writer’s block.

Holed up in my room watching films about Allen Ginsberg,
I howl out curses that make my toes curl.
I think this is where I admit that I am on a downwards spiral...

We have ourselves stuck in a Chinese finger trap.
If I could swallow my pride and just take a step in your direction,
We might be able to free ourselves.

I feel like shouting, singing and whistling just to drown out doubt

Down the rabbit hole
Schizophrenic

Pump my stomach let my words flow freely.
I need a release.
I need a fix.

Hands shut in the pages of novels
Feet stomping on pavement, sending vibrations through my bones.

My fingertips are numb but the words keep coming.
Forgiveness is something I will never master.
 Jan 2012 gg
Amanda Small
basement sitting
"angel headed hipsters".
i keep my heart on my sleeve.
my tongue on your lips.
you and your multiple personalities
me and my numerous dreams.
keep me close.
i have a tendency to let my mind wander.
tears embrace eyelashes.
i want to burn these memories
set fire to the wind
take my breathe away.
fill my lungs with the hope that this time you mean it.
hold me in your arms tonight.
hold me in your arms.
hold me.
please.
i'm slightly drunk.
 Jan 2012 gg
Teagan
Infatuation
 Jan 2012 gg
Teagan
I want to feel your body on mine so that were moulded together,
One becomes two,
You’re every breath, every heartbeat,
Your presence is ecstasy .

How perfect every movement you make,
How I’m mesmerised by each motion,

And I no love is a drug because I’m addicted ,
And I’m vaguely aware I’m heading for disaster
But,I don’t care I’m at your mercy.

I don’t try to fight,
I don’t want to fight.
 Jan 2012 gg
Teagan
Boredom
 Jan 2012 gg
Teagan
How boredom grows and wraps like vines around you, suffocating in its nature,
restricting my every movement.

My thoughts become disturbing
darkness becomes terrifying
so I sleep with the light on.

I know I’m stuck,
bonded to nothingness
I need to gather the strength pull myself out

but for the moment I won’t
I’ll just carry on nice and safe
safe from the world.
 Jan 2012 gg
Walter Louis Holohan
If I met you again tomorrow
Knowing you,
I would point to the sun and say:
I drew that for you
see
wrinkled in the rain
.
But would you find me strange?

Would you trace love into my palm?
Tug on me to tug on you,
Arms and fingertips, skin and muscles
Made electric elastic between us?

Or would you stand…
Blink…
Awkward…ha ha… smile and
Get the hell out of there?

Quickly too, on bouncy toes
Leaving poor me
No choice but to chase you down,
Squeeze your shoulders and
Show you the future
In my eyes
 Jan 2012 gg
Julia Burden
Your smile
tastes of mint smoke.
It’s refreshing
against the taste of my tears
and the drink you gave me
to stop them.
Your eyes
trace their way down
my body
seeing
knowing
touching
every little sweet spot
long forgotten.
Your hands
melt into mine;
a connection revisited.
And for a moment
I see in your gaze
that (love lust longing) we shared.
I blink
and it is gone
in the moonlight
and blinking light
from your clock.
So I close my eyes
and let the smell of tobacco
in your hair
and the smile against my lips
bring me
to a dark connection
I know far too well.
We can be together.
Just one more time.
Just for tonight.
 Jan 2012 gg
J
Nothing is the same
 Jan 2012 gg
J
i tried so hard
to send you winter
in a letter

i went outside
collected snowflakes
and foolishly pressed them
into the pages
the ink ran
and my thoughts
melted away

i wanted to save winter

capture it in a bottle
and hide it
between my lungs
so my every breath
would be cold
and my voice
would taste like snow

i thought
maybe
if i could take
that bluish-grey sky
and shove it between
my ribs
and swallow
every
dead
leaf
you would see frost coated grass
and think of me

... and
i could give you
winter

f o r e v e r
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