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We were sitting silently
Holding hands
We were sitting but unaware
That maybe together
We held pieces of the world
Together
We have a fire
so bright and so fierce
Light in the darkness
the power to pierce

We made fire
a spark at the start
Pulling at that wire
the strings of our heart

We are burning and burning
Without end with our might
If only we could see
What it's doing to us, such a fright

The thing about flame
is it's directly to blame
for all the misfortune
by the end of the night

Up in a blaze
The flames and the haze
The heat dust and smoke
But now we are broke

If I could change the time
I wouldn't do so
If I could press rewind
I shouldn't do so

Yet left in pieces
I can surely say
I wouldn't take it
Any other way

Even though the fire
might be turned to ash
I would still have desire
creping in through the trash

I have you now
but I'll never know
When now turns to never
Never again and never more

What I have is what is now
holds me close to never let go
To your love I will bow
Even if I'm hurt to the point of a scowl

Forever I'll think
I'll hope and believe
You were the one
The one meant for me

So here I am praying
to the universe and God
don't you leave me straining
I need him my God.
Love burning out seems like it is the only option. That we are destined for pain and boiling down to less than our hearts desire. I don't want it, and I beg for this to be right.
He had two years stains
Two stains upon his work shirt
No matter how I try
I just can't take them out

Holding him in the night
He ever could feel quite right
Oh how I love him so
The man still let them go

Even with the pain
Oh those **** tear stains
I love him so
And never choose to let him go
I know it's hard for some men to cry. He tried not to. But those two **** spots.
After you, alcohol cannot intoxicate me.
A six word epic
 Feb 2016 Multicolored Eyes
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You are not your pain.
You are not your pain.
You are not your pain.

You are not what happened to you.
You are not what happened to you.
You are not what happened to you.

You are not what they did to you.
You are not what they did to you.
*You are not what they did to you.
By no means.
Say it until you believe it to be true.
Waking up changes nothing
Nothing.

Life is not waiting whilst you close your eyes
Nothing.

Time is a continuous force; unstoppable
Nothing.

Tomorrow is not a new day
Nothing.

Don't dilute into nothing from a false continuum.

It's nothing
Friday night lights, again
Tonight the darkness calls me in
Is it time to go
First haiku attempt
I woke up at 6:30 next to a working man
with no desire of wine
By 6:45 the silk blanket for coating my pain
had became an inquired taste.
A desired taste
Still, no.
Not yet

I sat up with a heavy heart at 10
Why does he do this to me?
His curls and scars became
an aquired taste
Tasting him is of what love tastes
But no
Not yet

I sat there at 10
I sat there at 10 with a pain
Should I dare touch the cork?
I had the pallet for the silk
I had the time for the smooth
Still, no

I sat there at 10:30
It was blunt
It wasn't beautiful
It was an empty question
A double dagger to my body

Which is the addiction
Which is the murderer
Which holds my conviction

He is home at 4
It's 5 o'clock somewhere

Now
I can touch
I can taste

A trembling had reaches for love
But did the glass touch finger tips
Before he would

Both are such a riddle
It's twisted with disease
One moment my heart is infatuated
The next my broken body bleeds

It's about to be 6:30
She tries and she tries
But she knew
Even if she tries and tries
More
He will be him
Which is no different
The man she loves solely
Will not change
Not for her
Not for the moon and the sun
Not for the rain
Not for her pain
But if
What if
He loved her as she
Not for who she's trying for either of them to be
I see your lines.
I read between 'em.
Look in your eyes
And I want to drown myself
In the depths of your soul.
So close, I feel, to this dream of love.
I want to wrap it around me.
I want to wrap my arm around your waist.
Could I talk you into a moment?

I feel you against me
As we begin our sacroiliac dance.
We move to a rhythm of a slow song.
I want you to nuzzle my collar
As I feel the slink of your silky slip against my bare chest.
I want to let my breath
Be felt against your ear
As I whisper your name.
Could I talk you into a moment?

I pass my time
Reading all your loving lines.
I think you may be writing back to me.
The possibility that this is real
Is enough to make me shake with excitement.
I want to hold you forever,
Or maybe we just have this day.
It gets confusing sometimes.
I become disambiguated
With every line I read.
Could you love me, too?
As much as every morning's new?
Could I talk you into a moment?

My eyes are closed.
I am daring to dream of you,
And all the things we'd say and do.
Write to me another poem
And post it on my page.
Every time I read the love,
I can't help but hope
This is more than a flirtatious game.
I'm like a nervous schoolboy,
I'm giddy all over again.
I'm hoping one day
To show you that I'm a man
Who really loves you.
Could you love me, too?
As much as the sky is blue?
Could I talk you into a moment?
A friend, and fellow poet on this sight suggested a topic, and I built this poem around it. If it were a song, it would start soft but wind up being a romantic power ballad. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
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