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Påłpëbŕå Dec 2020
Something weird happened today,

with my body talking all the way.

I heard a creak here

and then a squeak there-

my backbone said

nodding its head

"Keep me straight and clever.

For men may come and men may go

but I'll be there for you forever"

Then there was a sound so deep,

my gut roared in his sleep-

"Trust me, lady,  

I'm your well wisher.

I know plots when they turn shady"

Confused I wondered why

all of a sudden I

heard noises from within

only to feel my skin-

say out loud and clear,

"Oh woman! Now you see

don't let anyone get under me"

This made my heart

pump so **** fast,

that I had to press my palm

in order to keep it calm.

Yet he lubdubbed-

"Keep me safe,

but don't place me in a cage

I'm sure,

I can keep up with a little estrange"

Then to my utter surprise

as I closed my eyes,

thinking

only to start blinking

when I heard an unusual call,

my brain whispered,

"Dear Palpebra, I may not be the smartest of all!
; )
Påłpëbŕå Dec 2020
Is love simply

give and take?

an ionic bond

is all what we make?

Or do we come

with applied conditions

"Share To Adhere"

like covalent bond-sums?

Wait....or is it pure

and so **** selfless

as if coordinating our

lives for someone else's?

Or maybe it is

a feeling so deep

felt even when

distance we keep?

But I believe

we have bonds

that are beyond

chemistry.

Because we humans

aren't mere elements

bonding with each other

isn't just an experiment!
Påłpëbŕå Dec 2020
My eyes

have dried

with the tears

I've cried.

And now

I'm hollow,

I've got nothing to give.

And now

I'm done,

I've got nothing to live.
I'm fine. Okay, if not completely at the moment, I will be, sometime later.
:)
Påłpëbŕå Dec 2020
She fades

away

a little

each day

regretting

the way

she caused

her own

decay.
December 1
Påłpëbŕå Nov 2020
Us?
I created you with my art,

you immortalized me on your canvas,


channelising our broken hearts

to pour out the story of "us"


you dusted my shards

on the paintings you made;


I wrote you down on my cards

wording you in my shades,


we found each other

when we lost ourselves,


we are two books kept together

that belong to different shelves.
Påłpëbŕå Nov 2020
I will like you

on your dark gloomy days,

when there'll be none

I will stay.

I will cherish

All your rusty broken parts,

which they'll try to fix

as if Kintsugi Art.

I will accept you

just the way you are,

from your tears to your fears

I will caress all your scars.

I will see you

even if the world turns blind,

lost in your head

I will help you find.

I will breathe

life into your dead eyes,

giving you my light

I will fall for you to rise.


You wonder why

will I

go through

all these things for you?

Well,

because I love you,

in all your dull-bright hues.
Påłpëbŕå Nov 2020
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The heart that beats

pumps the fluid I shed,

inking these sheets

with words in blood red.


I cannot ****

what's already dead,

I've got no will

so I won't find a way ahead.


Lost in my mind

these thoughts I thread,

while living in rewind

I curse the present instead.


Lonely like the 52Hz whale

I stay unheard & unsaid,

in this self-created jail

hallucinating the reality I dread.


I wish that I could resurrect,

like a butterfly from its skin shred,

all my broken parts could I collect

and piece them into poetry unread.
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