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infinite mind Nov 2014
she wishes to leave this place
to fly away
and tempt another fate

to travel miles and miles
to start again
in another place

she wants to rid herself of
selfishness
greed
hostility

she wants to begin again
Whether this poem actually means to physically move or just to move on emotionally, I am ready.
infinite mind Nov 2014
I'm lying awake at midnight
all I long for is a simple touch
one person I want to be there
I'm waiting and waiting
an endless wait

no sooner I become restless
my eyes have closed
my conscious is at rest
however he still stirs my thoughts

ever so silently I dream
of a love that could so simply be real

we bathe in such sweet happiness
we laugh again and again
till the tears stream down our love-struck faces

the eyelids flicker
the unconscious
turns into conscious.

he fades
it is no longer the laughs she hears in her dreams
but the inner cries of her desires
longing for his eyes
longing for his touch

and longing for his love
longing for that one person who can make everything better.
infinite mind Nov 2014
mistakes must be made
in order
for lessons to be learned
forever doing the wrong thing.
infinite mind Aug 2014
fate is the strangest thing
Because if I had known I'd end up with a broken heart
I wouldn't have sold it to you at the start
Ever go through something and come out at the end and think what was the point.
Everything has its reason though
infinite mind Aug 2014
I lie on the bed
While your gentle caress sweeps across my skin
But I can't help
Thinking why you want me
When there's so many other fish in the sea
infinite mind Aug 2014
you're fortunate she says
How can she judge
From the materialistic outside shell
The hidden interior battle shields the inside
Shooting bullets of uncertainty
Shattering the nerve endings
Crushing the esteem built from childhood
Coating every fibre with tears
Keeping its silence locked
in chains deep within

Very fortunate she says
Yet the battle continues to scrape the edges of destruction
But she cannot see
She is oblivious to it all
Because it is hiding
- taking shelter in the trenches of my fragile body
The difficulty when nobody sees.
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