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 Jun 2018 NuBlaccSoul
Bhumeeka
Rain rain don't go away,
when I am with my bae.
His embrace is so warm,
when my curve in his palm.
Nothing else I now wish
when beside me,
he sighs colossal bliss!
 Jun 2018 NuBlaccSoul
Kyla Duncan
to be bored
is to be restless
impatient
can’t-sit-still
a dull sort of pause
counting those
drip
   drip
     d
       r
         i
           p
             s
until you lose track
and you listen
to the people –
     the dogs –
       the cars –
outside
wishing you were somewhere else
with someone else
where it wasn’t
     just
       you
 Jun 2018 NuBlaccSoul
Kyla Duncan
she reached up,
fingers dancing in dapples of sunlight
weaving paths through the trees

her laugh
mingled with birdsong
and twirling through the breaths of wind

the forest
embraced her
the daylight tenderly wrapping her with warmth

she sang to the music of the earth
together they found harmony
as he marveled at her magnificence
 Jun 2018 NuBlaccSoul
Kyla Duncan
She was the first –
the first to ensnare the attentions of my heart
She stripped away the loneliness
and warmed me with smiles
with laughs
A touch opened up an ocean of possibilities
But those dropped like a stone into water
The ocean was an illusion –
really it was a shallow pond – no, a puddle
I latched onto Hope too soon, too fast
Eager for the chance
But she soon reminded me of the sting of indifference
of being ignored
And loneliness had never left
and it wrapped me up in its heavy embrace
and I embraced it
And I said I would forget her
as she had forgotten me.
 Jun 2018 NuBlaccSoul
Kyla Duncan
every fleeting moment
of an accidental touch
a stolen brush of fingers
grazing skin
of eyes met across a room
of whispers
of secrets
shoots a thrill through me
because it brings me closer to you
 Jun 2018 NuBlaccSoul
Kyla Duncan
I used to think
I broke everything I touched
but then I realized
that wasn't true
it was only that
I was hoarding memories
of all the broken things
and forgetting
that which I'd kept whole.
Keep it together
You can do it
Just push it down
Build a layer over it

Tears swell up
Heart pounding
The heavy weight
Upon your shoulders

Your mind wary
From the sleepless nights
That are now
An unbreakable habit

The butterflies of hope
Dropping one by one
A graveyard
In your stomach
"Stop stressing,"
They say.
"Not everything
can be perfect."

But you see,
this 'perfection'
is the only thing
I'm capable of controlling.

If this slips
past the tips
of my forever
busy fingers,

my world
would not exist
in the way
I need it to.

My life will become
a never ending spiral,
ripping apart the foundation
of my sanity
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