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 Apr 2016 Rachel Keating
mike dm
your kisses were jade made live
lithe like crested waves
tumbling beneath eyes unpeeled
writhing into existence
crushes crushed
flesh spent
 Apr 2016 Rachel Keating
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me.
 Apr 2016 Rachel Keating
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me.
i am a culmination
of sad eyes
goodbyes
and self hatred
rooted since
youth
 Apr 2016 Rachel Keating
mikecccc
health in a jar
or words
maybe wine
lots of wounds
lots of remedys
nothing works
for everything
but laughter and time
usually help
to some extent.
 Mar 2016 Rachel Keating
Syaff S
Before my eyes met yours,
I never knew green was a colour i’d adore.
A diamond in the rough, your emerald eyes.
Now I wish green was the colour of the skies.

Before my eyes knew yours,
I wanted to drown in the eyes of ocean blue.
But in your deep forest eyes, consider me lost -
all I can see is you.

They shine like the northern lights,
I managed to sneak a few glances.
They can light up the darkest nights,
even the Sun would be jealous.

Your eyes are the prettiest shade of green,
the kind that makes me wonder if I’ve ever really looked at the trees.
The wind wears your body;
I open the curtains of your being,
My touch wears your skin,
The spectre of your silhouette
Is a ghost of my desire:

We tear the night apart.
 Mar 2016 Rachel Keating
Joanna
It terrifies me to know that one day, you will simply be gone,
That you will walk out that door and that I will never hear from or see you again,
That the person who I stayed up with until 4 in the morning telling everything to is someone that I hope to one day pass on the street,
just to know that you're okay.

It scares me to know that our time is running short, because TIME doesn't stop for anyone, And with time, memories fade and with it will your face and I'm trying so hard to engrave it on my skin.
You.
My most beautiful sin.

Momma told me nothing good happens after two am and maybe she's been right all along because that is when I fell for you,
In the hours of the love affair between the moon and sun, existing together only momentarily before one is overrun,
like them we are meant to always reach for one another but never quite get there,
Because the universe is run by magic and we have none.

But I will always be willing to die every night as the moon does for the sun if it means seeing it bounce off your whiskey colored eyes I used to get drunk off of, one last time,
Because you looked at me the way no one else could, and I bared my soul to you more than I should've,
we were both the spark and the flame and then the wind lent a shout, matches aren't meant to burn forever and maybe that's why we burnt out.

Just know that I will always miss you,
That a part of my soul will forever be yours,
And I envy the lips that get to kiss you.

And as that door shuts, away you will walk to a place I may never stumble across and find,
So I will always remember those starry nights, when I was yours and you were mine.
© Joanna Mrsich. All rights reserved
 Feb 2016 Rachel Keating
Sarah Oh
As the day fades into night,
Where the stars shine bright
They mingle, they dance like clusters of delight
A quiet evening beckons me
With a glass of red and a nice cool breeze
That gently caresses my face
To ready myself for a good night's embrace
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