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 Apr 2020 r
Ooolywoo
Rebirth
 Apr 2020 r
Ooolywoo
i starve myself for this moment
gifting you my delicate sensibility emptying my body for you
bearing my scars wide open
let you touch my vulnerabilities
you swim through my body back and forth
cut my skin layer, after layer, after layer
no corner is unknown to your touch
your firm hands exploring my every parts
you grab me, lift me, toss me
******* honesty and fears
fill my body from the tip of my hair to my toes
break the wall in me as you penetrate my soul
pull the innocence from between my legs like silk
conjure beauty in me
make the bitterness in me disapear
you break me, brick, by brick, by brick, by brick
pull my hair, tilt my head
drain every muscle in me
we break walls that leads to others, that leads to trap doors, that leads to infinities
the past and the future merge into one to meet us in our present
we breathe as one, form a unity
one body, one soul, one purpose
we connect, interlock, intertwine
we levitate to an infinity of desire
reach the line between reality and transcendance
the moon and the sun both witnessing the beauty we're creating
we ****** and create an explosion of billions and trillions of blooming flowers
piece by piece, you build me back up
bit by bit, we emerge from the magic we made
from caterpillar to a butterfly
We are born again!
Inspired by Beyoncé Lemonade
 Apr 2020 r
Ooolywoo
Troubled waters
 Apr 2020 r
Ooolywoo
I took a step forward to taste the waters
I dive deep in my destiny only to find a never ending storm
Fury waters and rogue waves vast with despair
My thoughts and dreams written on the swell disappearing as soon as they appear

My life is dark as midnight on the waters
And lightning revealing only nightmares
Bitter are the tears falling down my cheeks
And the rain can’t wash

I am trapped in my low self esteem
Hands tied I let my weakness helplessly take me under
How do I get out?
How do I take back control?

The fiery winds I hear passing create swells of my misery
The distant sky above me roaring near my ear
A disguise to my cry for help
I wonder if there will be a moment where everything will be aligned

A moment where you float in calm waters
As the sun’s dipping below the horizon
A moment where you picture painted skies of crimsons blended with tangerines and saffrons
The crisp circle casting its colors on a quivering path across the waters
And you get the promise of new dreams after the velvety night

I am in troubled waters and I am weaken by the strong tides underneath pulling me in on a pathless deep
The enormous waves taking me under as soon as I pull my head out
When does it end?
I am trying to find a meaning to this life I’m living.
Je ne vois pas encore le bout du tunnel.
 Apr 2020 r
eileen
blank faces
I still remember yours

your face in the dark
my pupils dilate

all the faces
I still want to see

don't turn away
I want to always remember yours

all these faces
none compare to mine

do you think it's good to forget our names too soon

faces
am I just a face
a stranger out of place

don't forget my name

why do all our encounters
fade away like a dream
 Apr 2020 r
kathryntheperson
tell me
 Apr 2020 r
kathryntheperson
Tell me what you require
so I can give you what you desire
just ask and you will receive
whatever you may need
and whatever you wish
I will pull from my dish
so just tell me what you please
so I can fulfill your needs.
But please don’t mislead me
tell me exactly what you long
And what my duty shall be
so I can sing it loud and strong
without mistakes in your song.
Tell me what to think
so my heart shall not sink
so my mind shall not wander
on things that will never be.
so tell me what you want
so I can be what you need
 Apr 2020 r
kathryntheperson
I used to dream about all things that we could be
I used to dream about you and I by the sea
I know it’s been awhile but you’re still nice to see
I hope this makes you smile even though you hide it from me
past past past past
 Apr 2020 r
Carlo C Gomez
The lilt of your sea
Is a mystery to me,
The form of your lips
A vast calligraphy.

The shape and stem
Of your new world,
Impregnated with maudlin and marrow,
And how it curled, instead of set.

You are remarkably
Cloud-hidden,
Less an end to everything,
More a furtive wellspring.

O sweet custodian of paradise,
Please measure out your turn of phrase
In the language of light,
As we enter into the uncreated night.
 Apr 2020 r
Traci Sims
anger swells but does not surge the dam has held this long and I feel imprisoned by language I cannot pull myself  free of
the thickets of nationality my feet squelch in the black ooze of star-spangled imperialism rockets burst in the backyard of my head the anthem worthless if I cannot take a knee for the fallen and the voiceless...
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