Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
Mayela Jan 2017
You gently lay down the sword of rights,
And a candle lights.
You break the shield that protects,
And you connect.
The words you say are now love letters written in red,
And all the lies from the past are dead.
For when you meet the one for you,
Its like you've become new.
You may always share those special glances,
No there are no second chances,
So this one you better tie down like your shoes.
You might get some bumps and bruises,
And everything may always be imperfectly perfect,
But remember the truth,
I will always love you.
Dedicated to Anthony Aaron.
Mayela Jun 2016
What if I do this
What if I do that
What if I take too much time
What if I wish I didn't do that
.
What if I was stuck at the wheel with a gun to my back
.
What if I could count all the stars
What if I didn't screenshot all the pictures we took at the park
.
What if I didn't do this
What if I didn't do that
Will you ever have my back??
  Jun 2016 Mayela
Torin
My dystopia is a blue and gray painting
A blurry eyed vision of you losing your smile
A slurred and distorted visit to a promise broken
It's watching the wind defeat the ocean
My fears and worries so great
They weigh down my hope
And bring my dreams to an underground dispair
A seven knotted rope becoming a noose
My dystopia is knowing that you love me
A star-crossed heaven and funeral pyres
Its silence and darkness as a home
Its bitter ashes from a dead sun
A black hole that swallows
An empty earth we shared
Finally meeting the event horizon
Its our destruction
My dystopia is the thought you walk
Away and always as all I need
It's watching as you leave me
Forever
Mayela May 2016
The black started to fade to blue,
And soon became a deep purple,
with little sparks of diferent colors.
Not in one specific area,
But all around scattered,
Like a variety of people on this earth.
Imagine those tinged sparks,
Coming together and making a color of their own.
It wouldn't just be a color it would be,
Light.
You are not apart of this disintegration
  May 2016 Mayela
Torin
I simply write you in my dreams
Where a word you said becomes a child
Whose hand I hold
And we walk together into the sun

I let this image of you linger long
In the crevices of my mind
That have never been touched before
Until you found them

I follow the feelings you give me
I see clouds and glass and moons and rain
As something more divine
I become a part of everything

I throw my spirit at a wall
Because you're on the otherside
And I would give my life
If only to reach you

I allow myself to fall
Because your falling
And if you're crawling on the ground
I don't want you to crawl alone

I learn how to touch again
But this time without hands and bodies
This time I use my words
To touch your mind

I do everything
And give everything
And become everything
Because of you

  May 2016 Mayela
Torin
I want the flower to bloom
Because life would not exist without its beauty
Light is only shining
So God can see her smile

Sun hands
Reaching through darkness
Only to touch every inch of you

The sun may rise tomorrow-

I want to see the color
Because it can't always be gray
The blue of her eyes
The fiery red passion

Sun hands
reaching through darkness
Only to place warmth on your skin

*The sun may rise tomorrow
Next page