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Feb 2016 · 183
Treat love like an insomnia
Kenēn Feb 2016
For I cannot hold or follow a thought
Longer than two sentences and I'm maybe insecure
In my callousness and my immobility
Or maybe I'm just content with my gaze
Reaching yours but either way
It's just me lacking sleep
And having to much bed err bug bites.
Jan 2016 · 358
Cigarette Diet
Kenēn Jan 2016
You left my lips
Swollen and uneven
With your lies and empty
Moans that keeps me awake at night

As though all I need
Is a sheet of blinds
That can keep me
On my cigarette diet
Jan 2016 · 291
Lamp
Kenēn Jan 2016
You're a silhouette
Outside my window
Only formed when the lights are out
But you know, darling
If you're not willing to
Use the front door
Then take all your handprints
On the window and on my face.
Jan 2016 · 324
Poem with Mystery, huh?
Kenēn Jan 2016
My poetry teacher said
A poem is a mystery
But I find it superficial
Because it is no mystery why I'm writing this.
Jan 2016 · 293
Fitz
Kenēn Jan 2016
When you're gone
Take everything you can
Anything that can fit
Into the holes of your heart

But leave one thing
One drop, two drops; no a barrel of it
A barrel of your tears and kindly make it two
Cause I'll be cleaning my windows and all the footprints of you.
Also posted this on my Facebook account
Jan 2016 · 489
Raindrops... Rain drops....
Kenēn Jan 2016
When it falls
When it falls
When it falls
It just falls

Just like me
Just like me
Just like me
Falling, just me.
Jan 2016 · 208
To Save a Life
Kenēn Jan 2016
How far would you go
To save a life hardly your own
Not your own beating
And certainly not your dance

Would you take a leap
A beating or two
A slap in the face
Or take a stand?

And I'm gonna tell you darling
You gotta do all those things
To save yourself
Yes, your life.
Jan 2016 · 224
Just Another Rose
Kenēn Jan 2016
Oh love! From you I've learned to love
And to hate so intensely
That it scares me
To breathe. To take in another part of you.

But I also understand. But so fiercely, my love for you.
Oh love, I understand. That no matter how
Perfectly red the rose looks
It can never wish for it's thorns to wither away.
Jan 2016 · 204
It Stings Sometimes
Kenēn Jan 2016
There are a number of things
I want you to know
Or better yet understand
Like how my heart reaches for yours

And only be welcomed by an empty hand
And it's okay. I can deal with the emptiness.
Just not with the coldness
Not from your hand, that is, but from your gaze.
Jan 2016 · 525
Wishing from Mars
Kenēn Jan 2016
Where can I find a heart
That doesn't shy away from grief?
Or a heart that yearns for something
Purer than a unicorn.

I'd like to meet that heart
And if possible, make it mine.
Jan 2016 · 232
Ask the Wind
Kenēn Jan 2016
Like everything nauseous to the touch
I opened streets to my neat heart
Streets filled with lullabies and blooming ferns
But you removed yourself from my cheap canvass

I can speak of sorrow
So deep and cold and eternal
This heart, this ashen heart
Doesn't know how to let go

I remain drenched in my longing
Ready to spring at your slighest sunlight
O, forgive me if I crawl
For my knees have gone weak from stillness
I wish I can speak to a flower with thorns.

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