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princess joel Jul 2015
Im tired and i want to be held by someone who loves me
  Jul 2015 princess joel
Scarlet Niamh
You have always been my heartache,
But I'm not placing you under the blame,
For love caught me off guard before I could breathe,
And it unknowingly swept me away.

It dragged me under to a hidden city,
Where I found myself as I started to drown,
So I looked to you to save me,
But I knew you wouldn't follow me down.
princess joel May 2015
~*~
Where does one begin to describe your grace?
A cosmic entity, an enigma.
The moon is not unlike your eyes;
Lovers quaint gaze up in admiration,
Powerful enough to raise up the tides.
Roses may wilt, but you are immortal
In the minds of many who were enticed so.
A force of nature- the sun, rain, moon, wind,
You have mystifying excellence.
Flowers bejewel your hair, stars on your skin,
princess joel May 2015
Does the blind know when
he nears death?
The blackness consuming
his reigning visions,
As he treads the edge of
existence and oblivion
What is truth and what
are delusions?
princess joel May 2015
For the girl i love
i cant show her but i can dream it
but when i try to make a move i just get shy
of what she might say
if its a yes or no
so i tried so hard that everyone found out
now i think if i should even ask
when we talk are conversations are nearly short that
i wish i could just ask her
but instead of going to her in person i write notes to her instead
and again i think if her answer will be yes
but if no then my eyes will overflow
with heartbroken tears
but still i will not give up i will keep on trying to win her heart
if not i shall live alone  in sorrow of what i had hoped for the two of us.......
princess joel May 2015
I look at her in awe of her angelic beauty
trying to capture something so perfect with my eyes
in hopes that maybe my mind would learn to not question such
beauty but to learn to embrace it
or whats left of it....
princess joel May 2015
Tomorrow’s ashes mingle with the warm noon air.
Temporary ifs, temporary gratification–
I want to catch my fleeting thoughts about tomorrow in a jar
before they become someone else’s riddle.
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