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 Sep 2016 naeuta
Quinchet
In this place between words and silence. Sight and Faith. Closest to my heart are those who are true. This world breeds lies and people who point fingers and deny their own truth. The ones who appeal to my soul aren't slaves to this place and are willing to fight with every ounce of love and grace. As much as I wish I could jump to my feet and take on this demon who keeps nudging for my fate. I will grow easy into my place and collect all that it takes to build the strength its going to take to face the pain and heal wounds. Each life has its own things to recover so we can evolve from hurt and hate to joy and love. So as I work at being my truest version and moving forward taking out what lays beneath... I'll know my place when my reflection is whole with lots more creativity to unfold...
 Sep 2016 naeuta
Quinchet
Truth is they haven't got a chance. So why play the game. My heart sealed the day it sang from kiss filled lips. Now left with the pain, the desire drove me insane and back again. But never have I felt so full and alive. We started this ride that seems to have no end living in the fear of lies at the drops. Highs got us feeling on top we need no physical human interaction. Our love goes beyond what our minds comprehend leading back to the fear of what we don't know. Feeling the need to hide so no one knows how vulnerable we are in our divinity.  But we have much to learn for all that we are is our strength, beating in our chest and once we find whats right we will be off this ride and on to the next..
 Sep 2016 naeuta
Scarlet M
Don't leave me whole,
        leave me broken;
        broken enough to make me miss you,
        but whole enough to make me strong.

Strong enough to make me want to
        walk away and forget you.
 Sep 2016 naeuta
Scarlet M
I guess I missed the emptiness you left behind,
how it felt like it was everything that mattered;
that soul-crushing, heart-wrenching weight.

I was terrified of letting go of what remained—
the sadness that slowly cracked me open;
because I’m afraid.
I’m afraid of not feeling.
I’m afraid of being happy again.
I’m afraid to forget.

I was desperate to hold onto a piece of you,
so I clung to these memories instead,
because we all know the painful ones
are so much easier to keep.
 Sep 2016 naeuta
Scarlet M
Remember Me,
             On a full bloom paradise, a sweet spring escapade,
             when the first bud flourishes,
             on the day you ended my feelings with a drought.

Remember Me,
             On a dwindling heat, a midsummer’s day,
             when the ocean wave crashes,
             with me shouting your name.

Remember Me,
             On a soft autumn breeze, a free falling dream,
             when the last leaf drops,
             together with a heart flowing on a violent stream.

Remember Me,
             On a winter solstice, a frostbitten goodnight,
             when our fragment of memories scatters in a snow-kissed temptation
             as they screamed for a horrible goodbye.
 Sep 2016 naeuta
Lethabo
TELL ME MR.
 Sep 2016 naeuta
Lethabo
Tell me you love me
Tell me when you miss smelling my hair that is half of the time sticky

Don't hesitate to touch me
Let your fingers travel down my spine then around to my belly button
Get my hairs up and my thighs shaking by just looking at me
Be foolish with babe, get your silly faces up my throat till I want to choke out of laughter...

Make me beg you to sing twinkle twinkle for me at midnight, then close it off with the song that says THAT'S HOW STRONG MY LOVE IS...
Together lets be scientists, write a theory on teenage love saying...
Butterflies in your tummy are directly proportional to the sight of your boyfriend/girlfriend, with foolishness, laughter, happiness, honestly and beauty of the soul as a constant measured in ♡beats/s!

Be my go to guy for kitchen robbery and 5 hours naps.
Don't fear to tell me about my ****** appearance, I want to hear it from you especially...I want you to tell me about my pimples and how I look like your grandma when I wake up!

Tell me who you are
I'll tell you who I am
And let's let us tell its own story...
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