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 Sep 2016 Poet kiri
Austen girl
Well, this isn't a poem
but since you are poets
I figure you understand..
is it crazy to be constantly
thinking about someone
who probably never thinks of you that way..
and to close all doors just in case theirs opens..
I swear, I believe with all of me
That we were meant to be
is it crazy to think I love someone
not because of anything they've said or done but just because they exist..
I just want him to be everything..
does it matter what I want?
is it all in my head..
I think I'm making all of it up in my head..
but what if
What if it could be real?
one day, isn't so far away..
 Sep 2016 Poet kiri
Ash Rose
How could you do this to me?
Not only did you lie to me,
You manipulated me --
Twisting your words
Until it was what you thought I wanted to hear.
All I ever wanted was the truth!
You destroyed me --
When I found you'd lied,
Nothing else made sense
Your words were all the same,
Sugar coated just to benefit yourself.
Not one thing you did was for me!
And now, I doubt you --
I doubt you ever had true love for me.
Everything you claim is real,
How do I know it's no different than before?
When you said it over and over again,
Digging your own grave,
With each and every sentence,
How do I know you're not just lying again?
How could you do this to me,
Making me doubt myself and everyone around me.
 Sep 2016 Poet kiri
MikeyP
I am nothing but another face
You claim to love me?
Yet stare with nothing but disgrace
Love? Is nothing unique.

You slaughter me with words
**** me with jealousy
What am I doing so wrong?
Without committing a felony..

You live for my despair
Yet cry to others about the fights
What the **** am I doing here?
Just to cuddle at night?
**** love... seriously....
 Sep 2016 Poet kiri
Styles
Feed me your mouth,
      so I can satisfy my desires
       with the taste of our destiny.
      
       I long for the rush,
       from our lips, when they touch.
     symbols of each other,
signaling one another,
    our body language,
   speaking to,
us.

Lost in forever,
the moment consumed,
by passion
I am told to grow a
backbone -

thicken my skin.

I forget about the burns
on my wrists,

branded by childhood fears
that never fade.

But you took my hands
into yours, stared into my eyes

at the witching hour. 4am is
when the ropes start to

bind. Black dust that fills my
lungs, like tar,

my rib cage shakes when
you circle my heart with

your finger. I was warned not
to give in too easily,

that head over feet, that heat
fizzled out and left you cold.

I do not need to be strong,
when I am held in

your arms, soft and
safe wrapped in the blanket of

your kiss
Lord, I give You this day.
Help me to seek Your face,
and walk in Your ways.
Let me ever seek Your guidance,
in every step I take.
And to Your Presence,
let me be fully awake.

When guilt and regret
fill my heart with grief,
and when fears of the future
give me no relief,
Let me find You in the quiet moments.
And find rest of soul.
Remembering that only in You,
can I ever be whole.

Lord, I give You this day.
You are the Potter,
and I am the clay.
I give You myself.
I give You my will.
I give You my heart.
I give you...
my life.
Lord, I give You this day.
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