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Kerdell Mar 2015
Writing.... Thoughts. Dreams....feelings ....Blue printed..... Its when you wanna save ideas... Map it...save it..initial it.....
Clarity, writing, poetry
Kerdell Feb 2015
Warm light kissing upon her face through the whole in my wall,
Breathing so deep and silently as her mind wonders.
Mild scented silk holds her body, contouring from shoulder to her hips. 
Those lips are mines.
Pulling her closer to me, for any space maybe to far.
Warm bodies coming together like magnets. Yes, this was it.
Clutching her waist.
Attaching my lips to hers.
"Good morning", I implied. With a smile, she opened hers eyes.
Knowing. Our day was made.
Reviews are always welcomed by me. They will make me better
Kerdell Mar 2017
I wanna live like forever, not thinking that i'll die someday.
Kerdell Jul 10
As the air flowed through the room, emotions filled each crevice, the color stained walls seemed gray, shadows of sorrow grew where the lights died, the distinct and loud sound of her inner drums drowned the silence which was slowly creeping out.
This was the moment;
Her pain was felt.
Kerdell Feb 2015
intoxicating my mind, are your lies, Tantalizing my thoughts like... honey on my taste buds. Pulling me apart bit by bit, but painlessly. Painlessly...numb was i, needing to be loved and cared for, thrown out in the cold, naked.... Naked and lost praying for us to work rather than a way... home?...To who? Dreaming more than i live just to blind myself of this, somewhat, ****** up thought of being without you. But I ******* hate you!! But i love you... Being trapped in a place with no walls, addicted to your poisonous love and enslaved by your promises...feeling so uncomfortable yet happy. Because you said 'you love us'.... Us? sounds like hell huh? but only to those who don't understand what it means to love a TRUE human and not true love. Not true love. If we walk away from our problems, we won't pass them, so i'll stay and we'll get stronger. Not for today or tomorrow... BUT FOREVER!!!
I'm an amateur writer so pardon me if it does not capture you! :/
Kerdell Feb 2015
There's someone in my bed,
the image is blurry, so i can't quite tell
i'm leaning over hoping to get a smell, Ooh!
the Moet and lavender is strong
The drums inside my head, so loud,
Where was i last night? Did i do wrong?
the draft creeping between my legs through my sheets
reached out my hands felt i had nothing on beneath.
Oh my! my manhood feels sore and my back burns like i fell in cactus's
the uncertainty of my situation was becoming more clear
but never before my bed was something i share.

feeling uneasy and strange
lying in bed with someone but can't remember their name
or who it is.
ciphering through my memories.
Ah! then it clicked, I remembered why they were still here
I sought my billfold, paid my dues
Then.
The someone disappeared.
#*** #short
Kerdell Feb 2015
All that I seek is somewhere
Somewhere is all that I seek
Kerdell Mar 26
“ nothing that last forever is real, real always grows sick, withers and die some day”
Kerdell Mar 2015
Lust or lost in the idea of wanting something I don't need... I can't breathe without it...I greed..  I crave.... Hmmm... Lust.....I squeeze so hard ..dust..it turns.. I yearn to have it.... Want but don't need.... share never.. A hot cold sweat.. Maybe a fever. Lust.....it's changing me...Help
Kerdell May 2015
People never listen to your noise, But could always hear your silence!
Kerdell Jan 2016
Your mask fits well. Almost seamless, hiding the cracks that you thought made you seem-less in his eyes. The critique of a million voice carried no tongue , all but one. One with a voice so agonising , so torturous so raw but tolerable- under the mask. You whisper your pain in the winds while drying your tears in the silk of the morning sun.
It's only a rough cut..should have the final within a few days or more...you're honest critique is welcomed :)
Kerdell Feb 2015
I SEE YOU! Hiding behind that beautiful excuse of a smile, craving attention and importance, voicelessy crying for help. I see. you! Running after shadows of love. Soul tired, hopes up, heart torn, mind...Lost... I see you. Powerless in your own world, chained to the comfort of being wanted and not needed, comfortable. Not happy... I see you. A thousand scars telling the story of a battle; yet to win... I saw you. Who am I? I am You.
Funny how i actually wrote this while looking in a mirror...hahaha
Kerdell Jul 2015
I could sit here and stare into your eyes all night...you looking at me right now and i could feel my soul blushing...so hmm..so devine... I'm at a lost for words in my mind but heart wouldn't allow me to stop talking....Maybe i'm making you feel uncomfortable, but I can't help it..I rather tell you now than regret not telling you in the future....shhh...Please!! Before you say anything... allow me to fall in love with you...
Things i want to tell her sometimes but i fear rejection...then again maybe never finding out hurts more?! :/
Kerdell Apr 2017
Coloured vibe, caring heart, thoughtful mind, a blissful smile,
I know a girl who's gold inside.
Bright eyes, puffy hair, angelic voice like Rihanna's peer.
I know a girl who's gold inside.
Aries child, her soul is pure, a beautiful face you'd want no more.
I know a girl who's gold inside.
Judged by the cover on many occasions, read her pages, now give a standing ovation.
I know a girl who's gold inside.
She's a wonder of this world i hope she see's that, such an admirable flower which blossom's where the streets crack.
I know a girl who's made of gold.
I'd never thought someone could be like this, you know that perfect dream? that premeditated wish?
I know a girl who gold is like, to the darkest of hope she brings to it. Light!
Wrote this for a friend as a birthday treat. still needs some work though.
Kerdell Jan 2016
I like being alone, in a room full of thoughts
Sitting in silence daydreaming of all soughts.
In MY subconscious my life is like clay
Villain by night, Hero by day
You may think it's boring, but this is fun to me
Set your mind free and know boring is the thing to be.
Kerdell Feb 2015
We are all guilty of trying to mirror the love we see
Not sharing the love we know
Could love still be called 'true'
Make your own sense of this
Kerdell Jul 2016
Just like the candle, my light die sometimes.
Constructive criticism welcomed.
Kerdell Feb 2015
Flirting with my pen
Seducing my thoughts
Making love to my words,
So they COME
Quick
Smooth
Fluent
Now we're all pleased
Here comes the birth
Of a new poem
Reviews Welcomed!

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