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 Dec 2016 Louise Ruen
Maria Etre
Sometimes I like to knock
on the closed doors
of my mind
and visit
old memories
and feel things
that only
belong to
you
&
I
 Dec 2016 Louise Ruen
Maria Etre
Fall in love with a writer
they say and you will never die (quoted)

Fall in love with a writer
they say and you will find yourself
embodied in words

Fall in love with a writer
they say and you will find yourself
stretched over lines and pages

Now,

What if a writer falls in love with you?
What happens is that their untamed mind
becomes an asylum where
words smash themselves
on the walls of their brains
summoning
their hands just
to let them out

What if a writer falls in love with you?
What happens is that their addiction
to falling in love is amplified
and when they love
OH THEY LOVE,
they get a certain high
that numbs their inhibitions to reality
and shuns logic to a very far away land

they  reach a mental state
that lifts you to high enough
just to see a glimpse of their world
just to taste a drop of their
potion
but not all of it

What if a writer falls in love with you?
What happens is that their eye *****
birth and harness flames that burn the coldest
of hearts and warm the strongest
of selves

What if a writer falls in love with you?
What happens is that their mind soaks up
every bit, every breath
every call, every cell
every touch, every talk
just to embroider it
in the quilt of thought
that's weaving endless stories about you
in their mind

What if a writer falls in love with you?
God have mercy on their soul
for their craving becomes dangerously
intensified, wrapping itself
to their muses,
giving them the sole purpose
of existing

For the more they love
the more stories they write
and more they feel
the longer
they
live
 Dec 2016 Louise Ruen
OD
Untitled
 Dec 2016 Louise Ruen
OD
My heart and brain are at war and they are both slowly destroying me
 Dec 2016 Louise Ruen
Jenna
You made C8H11NO2+C10H12N2O+C43H66N12O12S2 taste like C2H60.
My heart beats faster when I look into your eyes than when im on C17H21NO4
I dont know who I am without you.
Without your laugh
Or your hug
Or the way you look at me
Looked at me
Your name just popped up on my phone
And my heart stopped beating
Lungs stopped breathing
Head starting pounding
Whats wrong?
What isnt wrong?
I wanted to type out everything ive been feeling since you left
Like how I dont sleep anymore because youre in my dreams
And I cant bear to lose you again
How im sitting in class trying not to cry
How it isnt working
How I want you back
But wont say i miss you
How im biting my tongue
How im bleeding
How its all over
Over
Over
you broke me..
your teeth on my neck made me only want more.
now, the worse sound youve made is a step out the door.
what else could you rip from me?
my knees are already on the floor.
i just miss the feeling of your teeth
and the love that had faith in its lasting.
this is just another nightmare passing, i can make it through.
though its so hard when my dreams were you too.
 Dec 2016 Louise Ruen
Little Wren
Oftentimes I wonder
       if my essence will
                   c a r r y on
If all of this,
poetry
swimming inside my heart,
          head, will
                             explode
and rain

  d
  o
  w
  n

on the soil.
Will it
d    i   s   s  i  p   a  t   e,    forever?

Do the thoughts I think of
                    now,
were they once
                           somebody's?
Will they be
                           somebody's,
                                                     ­   eventually?
The only person
I've continuously lied to,
Is myself - regretfully.

By Lady R.F ©2016
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