I've written and re-written
And still *cant find the words
No words to describe your smile
No words to describe your curves
No words to describe your chocolate beauty
**** you are a queen
The way your eyes get more defined
While wedged against your cheeks
The way your thighs get more defined
While pressed against your jeans
Sorry but it caught my eye
How you hide such physique
Sorry if I'm blunt
I want to taste your lips
And glide against your perfect hips
With just my finger tips
And well, my thought process goes
From "****, I want to kiss her"
To hear you moaning in my ear,
While in yours, I whisper
Seductive secret words
That will only **** your mental*
Its crazy how such gentle words
Can make you feel so sensual
Walk with me through the storm beloved
Walk this long winding trail
Accompany me through the tempest
Through the onslaught of rain and hail
When thunder tries to shake us apart beloved
Let’s hold each other near
With you by my side when the lightning strikes
There is nothing I have to fear
The downpour is picking up beloved
But I know we will be fine
There is no storm I cannot face
As long as your hand is in mine
We take this ride in silence.
Not a word,
Not a cough,
Not a single glance.
I wonder why we go visit your mother
When it only ever upsets you,
And I know that for the next three days
I will only hear five or six words from you.
I wonder when this became us:
Sharing everything from bathroom to bed,
Yet as close to strangers as we could be.
I wonder when you stopped smiling,
And if I thought hard could I place a date.
My mind runs back to the day
I bought you that Lewis Carroll book.
You had tears in your eyes,
As you pressed the open pages to your chest
But I had never see you smile brighter.
I wonder why we never mention your father
And why you feel you have to fight so hard
For your mother's approval.
I wonder what happened that night
When you pushed me onto the bed
And started drowning me in cigarette kisses.
But the moment I placed my hands on your frail body
You pushed me away,
"I don't need your help,
I can undress myself."
I wonder what I did
That turned you into a widow
In a bride's body.
I wonder if this Jericho between us
Will ever shatter
If we yell loud enough.
And as we take this ride in silence,
Your body turned away from me,
Staring out the window,
Your eyes slowly closing,
I wonder how much longer we will last.
You misunderstood me
While I tried to understand you
I understood the games you played on me
But you misunderstood when the game was played on you
See I tried to understand that with love comes pain
But you misunderstood my love and thought it was all a game
You couldn't understand me the way I understood you
You ain't understand the love I gave was genuinely true
So instead you left cause you were so misunderstood and too lazy to try
To understand my love for you so you drowned yourself in your lies
Saying I hated you and I never loved you
Tried to convince yourself I didn't care
You became so misunderstood of me and tried to believe I was the person you made up in your head
All along you yearned for understanding and understanding is what I gave
You convinced me that our love was understood so it didn't need to be explained
In this misunderstood state of mind with these misunderstood thoughts
I wonder if you understood my love for you
Or were you just so misunderstood that you never even gave love a thought...
I remember being on the softball team at my high school. There was this cute girl that was on the team and I didn't really know her because I pretty much had just transferred to that school. There was always drama going around and I used my old Hello Poetry account as a vent system. I had my account link posted on my other social media but didn't think anyone would actually go to it, but that one girl did!! So one day we were having a short conversation and she said "Oh, I read your poetry. You're really good" ...and I'm like "what!?" Lol, I felt kind of embarrassed but she ended up making an account. I read her poems faithfully and analyzed every line, thinking of why she would say certain things or use certain words. She and I became really close, but closer on Hello Poetry. We basically communicated through poetry. We became a couple, and expressed ourselves to each other in our poetry, argued in our poetry, and told our stories of how we fought to be together in our poetry. So yea, I knew her in person, but I met her on Hello Poetry. And now Kaylee L isn't just my HP friend, but she's also the love of my life.
I won't expose your body
I won't expose your temple
But I'll do even worse
And I'll expose your mental
Tell them how we used to be
And tell them how you used me
Tell them how you let go
And never was afraid to lose me
I got a lot of hate built
But I wont expose your pics
And yea you played me like an instrument
But I won't expose those chicks
Cry a ******* fake river
Filled with words that contradict
And acid in every word
That your mouth could possibly spit
I think you believe your own lies
I think you like this lil disguise
Cuz I swear when I look at you
I look the devil in his eyes
I knew you liked to play with fire
And I really hate to admit
That now I know what you meant
When you said one match had our hearts lit
Did you say it 'cause you were sad
Did I make you that mad?,
That your words were directed at my face with a jab?
After all we've been through?
After all you've told me?
You had the nerve to speak the words
"you dont even know me"?!
I know that I hurt you.
I'd apologize to this day.
But I'd turn to dust if I made you look back that way.
I want to leave it in the past,
But does it ever cross your mind?
How bad we got from great to grit in just so little time?
Because I was just too blind,
Didn't even open my eyes
But when I did, I realized that you were one of a kind.
Because when I fought for you...
It's something only one other had gotten.
But it was the other that buried my heart and you took it after it was rotten.
I won't ask any other questions,
Because I know what you can do..
Because deep down I seen your pain, but I'm scared to know the truth.
I just want to know...
if its real or my little myth?...
That I do not know the person that I fell in love with...
Honestly, I really really love when I get the feeling in my body that tells me "Start Writing! This one is going to be good!" Because every time I do, I let out so many meaningful lines that I can never figure out how to say in a regular conversation.
I sit and watch her bottom lip tremble,
And know that it's my fault.
The pieces that she can't assemble,
Are locked within the vault.
I sit and watch her eyes cloud over,
And have to look away,
She stills calls me her sunshine,
But I blind her with the rain.
She still calls me her sunshine,
Dispite the weathers change.