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 Jun 2016 AJ
J
Stranger
 Jun 2016 AJ
J
We were so similar
it was a little bit creepy
Like if you looked in a mirror
and realized
the reflection was flipped
if theres a silver lining
im robbing it
ive had enough of waiting
for another hit
if theyll kick a down man
ill take a punt
reciprocate
put the boot on the other foot
if the shoe fits
wear it
when the other one drops
be prepared
unswerving
uncaring
when they kick my knees out
ill go down
killing and cursing
**** em
 Jun 2016 AJ
Carolina
I heard him closing the door.
He lives in the flat next to mine.
Some seconds later I was right behind my door,
trying to catch a glimpse of him in the night.
Trying to go unnoticed,
though I wished to get his attention somehow.
If I just was a little pretty
I would run to have a small talk with him now.
He was already gone,
but there was something driving me crazy;
His perfume was sneaking into my house
through the door lock, making me dizzy.
I got on my knees just to inhale deeply,
closing my eyes and feeling a growing desire.
Hand on my chest,
and my heart exploded into fire.
I get jealous of that tiny perfume drops,
because they end up touching your skin.
Oh, if only my lips could do it,
but there's an universe in between.
Imagine being next to you,
to that perfume and your own skin smell.
You got me kind of in love,
you got me under a spell.

How can I feel this way when I don't even know the guy?
I just don't know, but I want him to be mine
.
The struggle is real though, ha.
This is today’s calm headline: when the clout of a hammer
sings a would-be house the same way a dog’s howl fractures
an all-too-sudden image of a stranger. All of this having
to do with your body, that is when trying to insinuate a day

like a beast cautious behind a brushfire. Take your hand
and cross your body – paint a gesture, with your timid signatures

   a showcase of a blind transaction for something and take it
to the nearby cathedral. Fasten you would, a murmur veiled
and hidden in one of the pews and kowtow / this is your

   finest headline today / before them, make do your obeisance
   to / to fall like a downed tree after a surge / drift on a river /
             / repeats as if you do not forget /
 Jun 2016 AJ
Phia
Simple
 Jun 2016 AJ
Phia
Their love was so simple
But it was killed
By their over thinking
 Jun 2016 AJ
emeraldine087
Shrouded
 Jun 2016 AJ
emeraldine087
Perhaps unrequited love
    is so much better than this--
This love behind bolted doors
    and peppered with midnight trysts.
Drunk with these stolen moments,
    you will never know my pain.
I’m just your ***** secret;
    Maybe I’ve no other name.
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