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 Jan 2014 Jack Jones
Poppi Mae
My eyes bloodshot
You're keeping me awake
This cant be healthy
How long will this take?

My heart aches
You're making me insane
This can't be healthy
Will this feeling remain?
 Jan 2014 Jack Jones
Poppi Mae
Tell me,
How is your stomach?
Because mine hasn't stopped
Moaning
Grumbling
Yearning
For the moment when you talk to me.

Tell me,
Have you seen these butterflies before?
They come from within
Fluttering
Soaring
Beaming
For the moment when your lips meet mine.

My chest is feeling heavy
Has this happened to you before?
It keeps happening
Pulling
Dragging
Hanging
In hopes that you'll notice, I need you to want me.
 Jan 2014 Jack Jones
Poppi Mae
My heart was a liar before I knew you
Now all I know is the truth

The sea becomes jealous,
Because you hold me
More than the sea whispers into the sand.

I was a Liar before I knew you
Now all I know is the truth

I'd rather die
Than let the sea speak into you;
The sand,
The way I do.

I am the waves that crash into you,
Now that I know you.
I drown you in all the good things
That I never thought existed.

But now that I know you
All I know is the truth.
metaphors
i am the waves, you are the sand, they are the sea.
the sea is nowhere near as fascinating as the waves created.
 Jan 2014 Jack Jones
Poppi Mae
Your lips were all I knew
In this crowded room

They spoke to me in ways
I can't begin to repeat
They showed me meaning

They taught me more than anyone else could have.
I knew your lips, before I even knew you.
We sat and talked for a while
Thinking up ideas,
The both of us rather spending time under the stars
Than in a room full of dispute, anger, and the unknown.

You waved goodbye, and my heart fluttered
As if I, and my own heart we're talking to you.

These things only happen sporadically,
It was chance,
It was the best thing that ever happened to me.
kissing at parties
laying under the stars
romance, chance, thoughts and ideas.
great feelings never to have existed in the real world,
only the one that belongs inside my head.
 Jan 2014 Jack Jones
Poppi Mae
Sink into me
As we sink into the sea
All I taste is salty water,
The uncertainty,
And the thought
That this was the greatest idea we've ever had.
This poem writes suicide in it's own way.
sink into me
into the sea
salty water
uncertainty.
ideas, thoughts, the greatest things.
 Jan 2014 Jack Jones
Poppi Mae
The wavelengths of my own imagination
Spill out into your mind.

You finally comprehend,
This isn't a dangerous world
Only interesting, fascinating,
And beyond anyone's understanding.
fascination, imagination, spill, mind, comprehend, understand, dangerous, wonderful, great, things, amazing.
 Jan 2014 Jack Jones
Poppi Mae
Hide
And go seek
Into a world of wonder
Beyond the capacity of your imagination

Fall deeper
And deeper
Until you can't feel a thing
And your lungs are heavy

You're out of breath
You're out of your mind

You're slipping in
You're underneath
Your heart echoes a smile
That only you can comprehend

Pretty odd
Pretty fascinating

If you asked me what I thought
Of this mess we're in
I would say,
With a complete smile and every good intention

What a wonderful time to be alive.
 Jan 2014 Jack Jones
Poppi Mae
You want to be broken
In hopes to find the missing pieces,
Failing to realize that
They were with you all along.
missing pieces, broken , reality, personal, thoughts and feelings.
just a thought unraveling itself in my head and escaping out of my mouth and into a poem.
 Jan 2014 Jack Jones
Poppi Mae
Alone
 Jan 2014 Jack Jones
Poppi Mae
Sad soul
Sitting upon the window sill
You only know what you're told
And if this is true
Then you don't know a thing,

Passing faces
In places you can't remember
Broadcasting sadness
And this is true
In this cold September.
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 Jan 2014 Jack Jones
Poppi Mae
Numb
 Jan 2014 Jack Jones
Poppi Mae
My mouth is numb and I think I like it
You're numb, and I think I like you
Everything is numb
I don't like this
What have I become?
numb
love
confusion
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