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Vitis Lio Jun 2014
The first time we hugged
I grimaced
Apologetically
I'm an awkward hugger
I said.
Since then our hugs
Have become norm
Every meeting
And parting
And a few times
In between.
And I have come
To love
Your arms around me
With my head
Snuggled
Against the crook of your neck.
But now
At night
When I am alone
I crave your warmth
And your embrace.
For The Herd, mostly.
Vitis Lio Jun 2014
I took your hand
           And let you
Take me away
                           לֶכְתֵּךְ אַחֲרַי
                         בַּמִּדְבָּר,
                               בְּאֶרֶץ לֹא זְרוּעָה
          Unkempt
   Unknown
To anyone but us
                   אֶרֶץ לֹא-עָבַר בָּהּ אִישׁ,
                                   וְלֹא-יָשַׁב אָדָם שָׁם
     And they won't say
A thing, and I
              Run away
                 Away
                        רְאִי דַרְכֵּךְ בַּגַּיְא,
                  דְּעִי מֶה עָשִׂית
Just as I was trying
                                           To forget.
Vitis Lio Jun 2014
I have no face
I walk around seeing
Other people's faces
And remember them
Inside my head but
Never expect them
To remember me
I have no face
It's true, just look
At photos, I am not
There, I am the faceless
Old women who secretly
Is part of your life
I have no face, I
Have no place but
That which you will
Attribute to me and
From most people
That isn't much, either
So I am left faceless
Will you give me
My face?
Vitis Lio Jun 2014
First time for everything
Things that I wish
Never came, first
Time for everything
Implies it will be followed
By others, they followed
Me, I wanted to run
Away, away, as fast
As I could but they
Were stronger than I
Big, strong hands, holding
Me down, everything
Blurs and I wanted
To run away
Away, as fast
As I could,not fast
Enough, why couldn't
I have run then
Like I can now?
Vitis Lio Jun 2014
The words in front of me
Seem familiar
I cannot place my finger
On why, though.

I read your words
And then realized that I
Am now part
Of a poem.
Vitis Lio Jun 2014
As a Feminist
I am suppose
To burn all bras
Cut all that represses
Me, but I
Keep my bra close to
My heart. to keep
Myself bound, to keep
Myself from falling apart
To make sure it is not
Brutally pulled off
By another, again.

So when I slept
In your room I
Couldn't bring myself
To take my bra off
And woke up
The next morning
With a tight pain
In my chest.
Vitis Lio Jun 2014
I've been hanging on
This whole time so
Don't just leave cause
You think it's best.
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