Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
The wicked night, a storm On its way, you can taste it in the air Not quite a humidity, It's lighter than heavy Almost a smell, but taste I have to think to myself What can I do, what have I done? Patterns overlap, circles within circles Remember details, collect the clues Did I say this, did I look like that? Maybe I agreed too quickly Or it's not me at all Moods are strange things Arranged from the nonlinear Chaotic patterns, too big to see I see the change, chance to shine A disappointment dominos Retreat and hide, deny and find I know the challenge is great A hardship to develop Breaking comfortable patterns But that were hurtful, faulty; cling If your dreams are big, your day is long Much that is wanted, may be found Her need is great; hold her close Comfort her want, find peace, please Right now, she still shines Inner glow, it smolders Mirrors all broken I only want her happy Heavy years are like chains Drooping shoulders, neck and head Rub the stress from her shoulders Gently thumb precious neck Work hands deep Stretch muscles, calming effect Oil her down, bring smile with scent Tease worry from wary, bring her sleepy Comb her hair, long beauty Not make her sweaty Heavy eyes, close gently Relax, my Love I promised, I vowed Anything I can do I will make sure I can carry
0
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 7:50 PM UTC
Days Upon Days
The wicked night, a storm On its way, you can taste it in the air Not quite a humidity, It's lighter than heavy Almost a smell, but taste I have to think to myself What can I do, what have I done? Patterns overlap, circles within circles Remember details, collect the clues Did I say this, did I look like that? Maybe I agreed too quickly Or it's not me at all Moods are strange things Arranged from the nonlinear Chaotic patterns, too big to see I see the change, chance to shine A disappointment dominos Retreat and hide, deny and find I know the challenge is great A hardship to develop Breaking comfortable patterns But that were hurtful, faulty; cling If your dreams are big, your day is long Much that is wanted, may be found Her need is great; hold her close Comfort her want, find peace, please Right now, she still shines Inner glow, it smolders Mirrors all broken I only want her happy Heavy years are like chains Drooping shoulders, neck and head Rub the stress from her shoulders Gently thumb precious neck Work hands deep Stretch muscles, calming effect Oil her down, bring smile with scent Tease worry from wary, bring her sleepy Comb her hair, long beauty Not make her sweaty Heavy eyes, close gently Relax, my Love I promised, I vowed Anything I can do I will make sure I can carry
httphellopoetryacid-love
Written by
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 7:50 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem