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I erased you from my mind
So my heart could beat another time.
I need to do what’s healthy for me, not you.
YOU
Sometimes I wish I could live forever,
Sometimes I wish to cry.
Till I have you around me baby,
I think that I can smile.
Love is my only redemption,
And you are my only pride.
I am breaking down forever,
In your arms,with my head in your lap.
I love you, Oh princess,more than any one else can,
So never you leave me alone,
We shall walk together till the end of the road.
Loving you, is my biggest dream,
Kissing you, my biggest warmth,
Even crying with you is beautiful,
Because you are so sweet,when in love,
Missing you is also fun.
So keep smiling im my heart,
I wish I can kiss you forever.
Let us live this life cuddled up together,
While I love you forever.
in my stairway stumble
body and step collides

the bangs and bounces
meet the rug burn slides

as inner chaos flounces
my aches scream inside

rocking in silence

...with no one to hear
twice in as many months...
the last bruises just healed.
,
I used to be terrified
Lights on all the time
Even a glimmer
To keep it from enveloping
Me
My thought
So scared of blindness
A battle I fought
Many years
And yet now I stand
Eyes gouged out by fears
Seconds into months and into years
Standing on a precipice
Slipping back in darkness
what we had
intense
keeping each other in suspense
our love immence
perfect
we clicked
an easy connect
even in our conflicts
so direct
but
with much respect

i am still perplexed
why God decided
it was time
he knew you were mine
why would he cut short our time
we deserved a warning sign
that with us, there would be a deadline
he crossed the ******* line
anger
does nothing but fill my mind
****** you were mine
why did he not
take mine
then he should make me blind
so i cannot see what reminds
then he should take my mind
so i cannot be reminded
take my feelings so i cannot feel
from this i will never heal
could he not hear
forever
that was our deal
The moon is drunk and full
And I sober and empty
We both will fade into the morning
you always were my muse
for good times
and for bad times
I always had you

I wrote poems filled with anger
others filled with lust
some with loving phrases
some with hateful verses

you were always my muse
when I was struggling
I had you to write about
everyday there was something new

maybe that was part
of our day to day battle
fighting for something
while fighting over nothing

fighting to feel anything
fighting about dumb things
up and down
back and forth

you always were my muse
and this poem proves
that without my consent
I guess you still are
muse - a person or personified force who is the source of inspiration for a creative artist

good or bad, I write and I write...
Love
Is what
A patient
person Portions
throughout
The day

Lust
Is what
A glutton
Ravages
In one
Sitting
It’s so easy to give into lust... I found the inspiration to write this from the temptation I/we face every day.
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