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Louisa Coller Feb 2023
I nurtured this garden, the animals roam free.
Held high with respect for the flowers around me.

I would water the lillies,
I sent them away.
I would keep one with me,
holding tight everyday.

The daisies kept growing,
creating fields of youth,
We giggled amongst them sipping lemon juice.

I lit a fire, forming a phoenix of wood,
I watched it fly away towards the sky.

I had wondered for hours why he didn't stay,
Caring for raspberries, blackberries in hay.
The water I used, was no longer pure.
It was full of toxins, crippling them all.

The flowers started wilting,
they turned to my face.
This isn't like you,
Perhaps I changed.

Soon amongst the deserted lands,
The smallest flower's head began to pop out.
It showed me the truth amongst the lies,
I almost felt myself begin to cry.

I nurtured this garden, the animals are gone.
Hanging my head, as shame has come.
Holding onto my lily, never giving her away.
For she's the only one, who truly stayed.
Louisa Coller Jan 2023
Just think of me,
That's all I want.
Louisa Coller Jan 2023
Shed my skin away,
All my work has undoubtedly undone,
I knew I would ruin myself in this mess.

I've been unsure if I'd lose the one,
We all yearn for something more,
His flames shone brighter than a lighthouse.

I think it's safe to say I'm wasted water,
Left amongst charcoal leaves ripped apart,
I thought my body would remain bruised.

Instead I felt myself, burned to a crisp,
Dignity left pealing my bark away,
I don't understand how you could hurt me.

I tried to get the best for you,
Pushing myself up and beyond to minimum,
But you would rather leave before then.

Is it just myself to blame,
Ripping parts of my body to bits.
Louisa Coller Jan 2023
Why was it so easy
to hide my blushing smile
than it is to hide
my devastated cries.
Louisa Coller Jan 2023
The ram is leaving the farm soon,
I felt myself chip away.
All of the songs you haven't heard,
began pulsating a sensation of pain.
Small gasps of air, but understanding,
I can't force you to stay here.
But I made the barn a place to relax,
to see you walk away devastates.

The ram is readying to go soon,
It's enjoying it's final suppers.
I really hope I can enjoy a meal,
knowing the Ram had it in store.

The Ram is leaving soon,
I checked for them each day.
I would always stare towards the sun,
wishing the ram a better day.

The ram, it's not staying,
A sense of denial, laughter and suffering.
Who will accompany the lonely bull now?
If the ram has gone away.
Louisa Coller Dec 2022
The winter cold,
Is when you're expecting to cry,
For me it's a moment of peace.

For this winter cold,
Felt amongst my warm silk coat,
Leaves me with a heart that's pleased.

During a winter cold,
It's a freezing moment left to cease,
It brings me joy and sometimes pleas.

Crunching snow in this cold,
I'm left paralyzed by a cut so clean,
For this winter snow takes me home to a place where I'll soon be praised.
Louisa Coller Dec 2022
I've developed a fragile heart,
It makes me afraid of change.
I want to show you love,
But I fear you won't feel the same.

Your respect is strong and rigid,
But my heart is warm and pumping.
So I feel myself falling in love,
In the ways I feel I shouldn't.

You're stories birthed amongst the stars,
Makes my heart start growing leaves.
You said the fog was way too thick,
To see the constellations.

You were all my heart craved,
Under a mistletoe Christmas.
But even this year I'm alone,
Because you're not the one in it.

Each poem I write comes to an end,
But my heart feels the same.
The pumping, the butterflies and sick,
I'd do anything for you to feel the same.
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