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Remind me to plant infernos
inside your skin,
to watch them grow
and have me hold
you
with kisses
love crumbs
terrain,
to rain on you with
tides
and put you back out
and tickle
you along your spine
when the feels
feel too much
and tell me every now and then
to explore the secrets
you keep in the loudest
corners
of your mind,
colors so deep
and rich
in unaccepted exuberance
exploding exploding
fiery thoughts
and sad thoughts
and mad thoughts

Remind me to be with you
when you need me to
because I'm sorry
I don't always know who
I am when I'm with you.
I don’t know if it crawls beneath your skin
like it does mine,
the way it dances  
sometimes
in a sway  
of monotonous  
whispering
ballads,
and it does ballet
like no other,
applaud for its adornment  
afterwards

I don’t know if it looks in the mirror
and smiles  
that smile
that just doesn’t let you destroy it,
beautiful  
                                  beautiful

       ­         thing
it  
                       is

I don’t know if you believe it
like I believe it
when it promises  
to stay just  
a little bit longer
pub. tumblr on: April 5, 2013
i wrote “i love you”

in the fog on the bathroom mirror

after washing you off my skin

and stood there staring

as the words disappeared slowly

running like tears down your cheeks

running like we were running

out of love

out of time

ending up dripping down the drain

of the sink

under the bathroom mirror

you slid off me

as easily as fog slides off a mirror
Poetry, spilled ink, creative writing, free verse,
 Apr 2013 ladyfunnybones
noruwei
and after you were done with me i was
gutted:
had lost myself
in you
to you.
became another one of them
(and there were so many)
fish you'd caught and thrown away,
an empty chest
sinking
to the bottom
of the ocean.
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In some eyes,
i’ll always be
what they think they see

I can’t change their
image of me

I know who i am,
what i am
where i am
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