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 Apr 2015 Griselda De Anda
KT
Shadow
 Apr 2015 Griselda De Anda
KT
I turn back only to see
that my shadow is eating me.
It’s not the same you see,
my dreams and reality.
All the time I wish you here,
but what would I do if you really were here?
I wake up to the mirror only to see,
shards of my broken reality.
I see my reflection,
reflection of my shadow eating me.
I can’t stop my crave for you.
What can I do?
I've always wanted to be naked in front of you
Not naked in a way you would think
Without the clothes and jeans
But naked
Without all the secrets and walls
To let you in to my soul
For you to see my chaotic thoughts
To take a glimpse at my deepest fears
To marvel at my arduous dreams
To laugh at my embarrassing moments
To cry at my forlorn stories

After this, know that
This is the most intimate moment
I can share with you
For I have never let anyone
See me this naked
 Apr 2015 Griselda De Anda
Diba
******* it hurts.
Dropping my promises like mirrors shattering and whispering sweet nothing into my ear, you had me.
You wrote all over my soul and now i can’t say a word without choking because everything sounds like you.
We chased each other to the corners of the universe trying to find a way to love one another, trying to heal our wounds with empty kisses, and you used  to draw those stupid pictures in the sky, now that you’re gone the constellations look like you.
I just want to write a poem no one ever thought of writing
It must have the same effects as walking on the moon
It must trend faster than a meteor as it  hurdles through cyber space

I refused to love any man, who dislikes my poetry,
My man must support my passion ..
not only the warmth of my body
but the passion within this poetess, my secretive mind he must be able to balance:
Without wondering why a woman like me is so naturally secretive
I am always embracing the dark side of my creativity
Dropping little hints here and there throughout the years,

Sidney   J. Harris once said something that left pondering thoughts
He said “When he hears somebody sighs,
'Life is hard,' he’s always tempted to ask them, 'Compared to what?'
I would simply say dog-gone it: Compared to struggling poets whose tries to make a living as a writer

While an upcoming rapper like Chief Keef
signed a several-million dollar deal
with offending lyrics in today music industries:

I just want to write a poem no one ever thought of writing,
With lots of intense emotion bursting through each line:
Because a poem can’t exist without a poet's multiple voices
and most of all his divine missions
In that moment
Between wake and sleep,
Where the mind slips
In between the sheets,
I find you there
Next to me.

My gentle hug,
My warm body,
My perfect love,
My ecstasy.
 Apr 2015 Griselda De Anda
D
Cologne
 Apr 2015 Griselda De Anda
D
Your scent is everywhere
All around me
It's intoxicating
And suffocating all at once
I'm drowning happily
In the waves you caused
To pull me from shore
And carry me out to you
No one could understand what this means, it means everything..
"I'll have a whiskey,
ginger ale on the side."
is what he says
i don't even thinks he know
what the reference is
sometimes rain
makes you want to drown
in all your thoughts
sometimes you'd wish it never stopped

love is like rain

it can make you want to drown
and
you may wish it never stop
but just like rain
it will eventually stop

j.f
I'm not sure if this makes sense but it made sense in my head haha :) read my other poems they make more sense!
People.
Something we see everyday
One of my biggest fears
I shake and tremble
As they approach
I tell myself
Don't get close
They're unpredictable
Watch your step
For these creatures will do anything to step all over you
It comes closer as my fingers shake
My entire arm becomes numb
I hold my hand trying to calm down
Yet this creature stands before me
And I receive flashbacks
Of playing on the playground
The swings my saving grace
For I could push it all by myself
But then I saw them
They ran towards me in a herd
Drowning out my cries with their footsteps
And then ...
Black
The color of my timid soul
The color of my heart

People.
And everyday creature.
My biggest fear.
My worst nightmare.
More of a slam poetry piece and it's short but whatever  :P
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