Puck: Poems

Confession

Puck Oct 2014

i yearn for a love
that does not exist
a love so rare
it would not fit

it would turn
my skin on fire
it would make
me feel alive

i would dance
and i would not care
the prying eyes
how they would stare

oh how i wish
for no guidelines to exist
for a love so rare
it would not fit

#love

confusion

Puck Dec 2014

confusion

ever since
you looked at me
i have not stopped
thinking of you

i don't even know
what i want
i have no clue
what i feel

and about you?
i could not know
i don't dare
to ask around

for me this is rare
i have never felt
this level of
sincere confusion

my mind is a maze
but somehow i hope
that you are there
standing at the end

waiting
for
me

i literally have never felt this confused about my feelings ever before
i just don't know anything at the moment
dbsajfd

#love #not #weird #this #is #confusion #so #or

death

Puck Jan 2015

death

you know,
once it's in your head
it never really gets out

and then
all you do is plan
and imagine various ways

it's hard
to explain it with words
but somehow it is pleasant

not having
to live in fear for
the most obvious thing

is it
not a relief when
one's mind is infected

and when
you finally come to accept
that we will all once die

not suicidal
just a realist who is not afraid to die

#suicide #death #black

frustrations

Puck Jul 2015

frustrations

i'd like to believe
that we really had a moment there

but then again, i don't
because i will never see you again.

i met this super cute and nice guy at a festival and we spent the whole day together
and i didn't ask his number
god i am so ******* stupid

#**** #lol #well

gone

Puck Nov 2014

gone

right at that time
when i needed you
the most
you weren't there
to hug my shaking
little body

right at that time
when i wanted to
be gone
you turned your back
and left me alone
in the dark

#dark #gone

haiku

Puck Oct 2014

haiku

is it not a shame
for the kindest ones around
to feel the most pain?

#pain #haiku #suffering #kind

Puck Oct 2014

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<a href="http://dontletanyone.com>"changethat"</a>

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for the people who understand coding...a bit...like me. haha.
i don't know, thought it was fun to do something different.

#love #self #html #coding

it's time

Puck Jan 2015

it's time

watching it
as it sunk in the sea
the colors warming
the entire horizon
red as blood
the colors hit my soul
there was nothing more
beautiful than this
a confirmation
that it truly was
it saddened my soul
but it had to be done
right here,
in this perfect moment
the time had come
for me to go
this is right
don't feel bad
just know that i
have always wanted
this

i had a weird, sad but comforting dream
something about sunsets and suicide
this sounds really weird
haha i'm sorry but this website is literally the only place where i can speak my mind i know my poetry ***** but i just had to get this out

#suicide #sun #red #sunset

need

Puck Jan 2015

need

oh please
put your lips on mine
fill my body with
pleasure
and love
send the tingles
right to my toes
make me blush
and touch my face

oh please
make this feeling
of endless yearning
stop by giving
me what i want
i want you to hold me
and hug me just a bit
tighter than normal
and give me
your love

yes please
i am begging you
i have never
needed someone
like this before
i can't let you go
you're now in my head
just read my mind
and go
ahead

just please
show me that
you feel like this too
and please don't
just casually
walk by
without so much
as the glance of
an eye

#love #feelings #desire #desperate #need #yearning

tar black soul

Puck Oct 2014

tar black soul

there were butterflies
dripping on the floor
it was the finest piece of art
shielding the poor broken mind
that was hiding behind it,

oh she couldn't help it
as the butterflies flew
away, away from her body
and there was nothing other to blame
than her tar black soul.

wrote this completely out of the blue?

#black #soul #butterflies #tar

the last stage

Puck Oct 2014

the last stage

i let myself
go
and disappear
into
the deepest and
darkest
secrets
of the soul
that once was
captured by
the illusion
that i
that i could
go on
and on
there was no
end

i feel light
the air is buzzing
and
the walls are
spinning
there is no
better way
than this
pure bliss
i forget
and forgive
myself for
the things
i could not fix

i breathe
and close
my eyes
there is
no
one
that will
harm me
not anymore
not
when i
not when i
can't feel
no more

i wrote this without even looking at my keyboard while listening to high by sun glitters

it was sort of creepy

#end #numb #numbness

Untitled

Puck Oct 2014

Untitled

when you don't say
you say enough

when you don't look
you tell enough

it's the littlest things
that make me feel

smaller than
the tiniest thing

i hide inside
my own shell

my mind explodes
as you stay mute

my heart stops
as you pass by

but it's okay
it's all just me

so please don't
care about me

wanderlust

Puck Oct 2014

wanderlust

do you know what it feels like
not to belong?

the mind is aching,
searching for a place
to call home,
where you get tucked in at night
and finally get some sleep

a place
to feel free,
where you can dance in the rain
and laugh in the pale moonlight

but the thing you refuse
to believe

you reject
in the depths of your heart

is the search
will never stop.

anyone relates?

#home #soul #wanderlust #aching

when birds fall

Puck Oct 2014

when birds fall

oh have i not
hung on for a time
long enough for you
to finally let me go?

oh could you not
liberate me
from all that is bad
when all what's bad is life?

oh my dear friend
please don't mourn
just remember that i
can't do this no more,

'cause when birds fall
there is no going back
a bomb to explode
is all there is left.

again, a random poem.. (edited the last two sentences)

(okay so i'm very new to this and i don't know where to say it, but great thanks for the people liking my last poem wanderlust. it means a whole lot to me!)

#suicide #poem #desperation #birds #random

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