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Porcelain Feb 2015
The heartache
It never ends
I can't help but break
I can't help but bend

I cry every night now
I cry everyday
I knew our love was foul
I tried to keep it at bay

I still crave your touch
I still need your light
It was a sudden clutch
It was so bright

It was over
I got lost
I believed our love was like a four leaf clover
Instead it was as cold as frost

I am so tired
I am so weak
Our love left me wired
Now the glass breaks with my heart wrenching shriek
Porcelain Feb 2015
Still, you’re the one for me
I got to know you
In these numbered days
I got familiar with your touch
In the matter of seconds

Still, you’re the one for me
Every time you wrapped your arms around my waist
And you held me tight
Planted soft kisses upon my neck
A sigh of content

Still, you’re the one for me
Struck me with hands I once cradled
Spoke to me in your honeysuckle voice
With words of hatred
I don’t know where I went wrong

Still, you’re the one for me
Every poem that I post on here isn't for anyone specifically. They're for me and for anyone who can relate to them.
  Feb 2015 Porcelain
SøułSurvivør
~~♥~~

I used to think men
should be more like books
Both you cannot
judge by looks...

If I didn't want to finish reading
I put it down... no heart was bleeding

A book will never fuss or fight
It will stay with you
through the night...

It doesn't smoke. It doesn't drink.
It won't leave toothpaste
in the sink!

It doesn't binge... it don't eat...
It won't leave up the toilet seat!

It don't forget. It doesn't mope.
It won't hog the TV remote!

It doesn't have to have
The last say...
It doesn't have legs

to walk away.

But it's not soft. It isn't warm.
It doesn't keep you
safe from harm.

Even though it makes no fuss
It can't think. It can't discuss.

Even though it has its charms
it can't hold you in its arms.

It doesn't pine. It doesn't miss.
It can't hug and it can't kiss.

So now I think on it again...
... I think BOOKS should be
             more like MEN!!!



SoulSurvivor
2/20/2015
~~♥~~
  Feb 2015 Porcelain
ㅡjatm
you are such a misery,
like a deep blue sea,
you are slowly killing me,
like the sting of a bee.

there's a reason why,
when i look at you in the eye,
all that i can do is sigh,
because you left me high.

with the brightest sunshine,
i will make the words rhyme,
i want you to be mine,
even if i run out of time.
(j.a.t.m)
I don't know why but I feel so overwhelmed when I wrote this poetry of mine. Hope you guys will feel the same way! :)
Porcelain Feb 2015
The wind kissed my face
As you kissed my hand
The sun couldn’t hold a candle
To your bright smile
I bowed my head
And gazed upon the hidden secrets
That the flowers held between their petals

Together we danced
In our hidden world
Across the meadow
My love soared
I wrapped my arms around your neck
And rested my head
This was a night I wouldn’t want to forget

Every time we left this wonderful place
Our love stayed within it
Hidden in the crevices of each petal
I get sad when I think about it
Do you dream of that place?
The place that was once ours?
Oh, oh how I miss that meadow

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