Hello there, those of you with a similar love of poetry as I. =-) My name is Lucey and I'm a peculiar person. Never have I followed route the crowd goes and find this fact exceptionally lovely. An avid fan of nature and risk, am I. 4 followers / 1.2k words
To myself, the words are hidden The power behind it suppressed Others hear the words ring clear They see my heart like glass The tender care behind the phrase The months of emotion poured into three words To myself, I won't admit To others, an open book To you, a complicated mess Don't shoot me down Please let me admit it Deep breath, gentle voice I'll whisper the truth "I love you"
Without you warmth I shiver and shake these seats where I sit are cold and unfit the pale sun brings me no comfort or joy these gloomy Autumn days make me long for you I wonder, too, in my selfishness if you are longing to see the girl who's missing you
Your arms are comfort, your chest is warmth your touch stirs my blood and clears my head But what do I do to you? My heart feels heavy...
Under the silence of bye Stars blanket the sky which reflects off your eye that will soon become my happiness and reason to fly far from the fear to die Giving you reason to tie a bond between the sky and my eye
(I was just playing around with some words, this was the outcome) :)
An elevated surface, a pulpit so to speak This stage that chains so many And makes them all but meek With feet made out of iron Redness creeps into the cheek Every exit curtained in a cage I stand atop a lowly stage And pray my lines don't squeak
Frustration runs amidst them Like blood in the water to a frenzy of poetic sharks Poor Elliot, the wetsuit clad diver Mistaken for a tasty seal But the diver is hidden now Missing an arm or two and some pride
But we hungry sharks are not abated Something is missing, something is lost Perhaps if we had a place to converse This mystery would be solved And we'd return your arm... but only one, even we need collateral *Evil Smirk
Today in the mirror shown, the pale reflection of a girl With eyes of cloudless sky, she sees her life Blotchy imperfections speckle the curve of her cheekbones Light brown in winter, harsh freckles in the summer Oceans of envy poured into her Rapunzel-like hair Hoping it to be long, she lives a full life A catalyst for the phrase,"It's complicated" She smiles and nods With a secret upon her lovely lips
Come here, Duckie Rest your head in my lap Tell me your worries, your troubles Just leave it all in my lap Allow my love to enclose you Until joy fills your emptiness In return friend, please let me See your smile, again :)