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The kettle whistles plaintively as if it knows it's time for tea
but the time is only five past three,
far too early
and she's the one who put the kettle on
but
she, went back to sleep
leaving me to keep my ears awake until I rise,get up and make a
brew.

I don't know what to do,
should I make the tea?
would she thank me If I woke her with some toast and tea upon a silver coaster?
I think not.
She's got me wrapped around her little finger,slinging me a crumb or two and leaving me to make the brew.
Sod the kettle
let it whistle on,
she chose the tune,she knows the song,meanwhile
this hungry boy is gone
to get some coffee and a scone, in a diner down the street.

Let her wake and wonder why
the kettle's dry,there is no tea
let her wonder
what became of me
but
she,
will take it in her stride
she's got her pride and that won't slip.
I think this as I sip my drink and wonder if she'd ever think
just how much'brew a man can take
how many tea's a man can make
before he cracks.

I keep my back against the wall
lest she should fall from a great height and beat me senseless,
it would serve me right
but this I do not let her know
I go
to work
whistling.
I can't help but
hit the bottle tonight,
And think of a love
I let slip through my fingers.

With every drink
I wander further and further
Down the rabbit hole.
Till I'm gone.

The demons whisper to me:
Telling me how much
I don't deserve her
And that I'll never be happy.

I feel like the white rabbit.
Running too fast
To realize what
I've given up.

Now I'm sitting
Gazing at the red queens court
And watching some prince
Take my lovers hand.

The one I love is dancing
Across my eyelids.
Red satin flowing like
Rivers of my blood.

But she isn't dancing with me..
Can it happen when you havent met him?
or can it happen just because you love every single thing about him?
maybe its because you're so much into the cliches of that love film
or it mgiht be because of his goodness? that fills your heart to the brim.

love is like the most powerful thing in this galaxy to me
love is something that isnt bling,but can know what others' cant see
love either keeps you up all night or keeps you dreaming in pure daylight,
love can make you go crazy with those lovely dreamily sights

you know that it might be either miles or worlds apart,
but you can always feel it in your heart
you talk to yourself,wondering what he might say in return
its his look towards like,thats the topmost thing you've to learn

he is a physics freak,while you love psychology
two people of quite an equal wavelength ,but with love's definition,have a quite a strange parallel methodology

you say'love happens when you know the person very well,respect him,admire him,love his nature and everything'
he feels ' you can only fall in love when you are cozy with the other person and no other thing'

Quite sad to know he feels the opposite
h has a wrong perception with love even after being so exquisite
it makes you wanna cry that you both wont become one
cause his condition for love;can never be done.

you talk to him for hours on text or phone
but as you say I gotta go,all of a sudden you feel so alone,
waitin' for your Mr.therapist to reply soon
your hear skips a beat when he calls you MOON ^_^

you know he is quite  sorted,while you're a mess,
you think of him constantly so that you might cheat your brain thats in terrible stress
every single time you cry or feel like you just might
the first thing that pops up " he'll make it happen,then what to fright?"

knowing you guys wont see each other ever,
still you have that optimism that you will wait for that FOREVER
he is the man you never wished to have at all
not the sexiest ,not the cutest,but the best for sure, of all

that moment when you know from a third person
he kind of likes you,but just because you're TOO young,losing interest
makes you wanna serve treason. :(
But you want him to know,thats not fair and must get it straight
that your love would wait.


Because you wish him to fix it all for you,
and you'd love to fix him too.
when you talk,you dont know how time flies by,
leaving him makes you more to cry.

all his favorite movies and songs turn out to be your favorites
wanting him to keep in touch with you,becomes your mission like a pirate.
and it just feels like ,he was always with you on these long nights
in another city  ,he was right there,always right.

Some nights you cry casting on your bad luck,
some nights you wet your pillow telling yourself how does your fate ****.
expressing your love and affection to him in the mirror
your future sans him gets all very clearer

you want him to feel that there's a chance for god he gotta take
because you both can make this into something that can last,last forever.
You want him to cheer you up in all the good times and the bad,
as he was the best you never had..
Beyod the eclipse of your eyes
I tilted towards the blue horizon
As my thoughts disappeared for a second 
Im blankly out of space 
From head to toe

Illuminated by your gestures
The way you open your mouth
To the way you speak
Im attracted and captivated my electrifying soul
I guess I can't go home for tonight
You were the Sun of my Day
The moon of my night
You lit up my life...
Until You brought the moon to my Day
You eclipsed the sun
blocked out the rays
Being the best of both words
Seperate, you should stay
but together
You are destroying
my light
And now outside of happiness
I stand in the shadow of what use to be...
I can still see an outline
But its so faint I can't see
your blinding me
because its just so dark
inside of this heart...
 Jul 2013 sanguine-souls
Sir B
Can I steal a heart
So discreetly
That you won't realize it?
Nope.
I can't
Because I crumble
When I see you
Die a little inside
Seeing you....
....with someone else

So all in all
Stealing hearts
Isn't my profession
Never was
Never will be

Instead joining two loved ones
Together....
....that I can do better....
...I would like someone to do that to me...

Just...
Help me out...
Unfortunately..
No one can!

:(
I guess nature and love got the better of me.. Also sorry to everyone for not being active for a bit... Was at a camp, also hope you guys had a happy day and spent it with your love.

=)
 Jul 2013 sanguine-souls
Claire E
I miss these winding roads
They used to feel like home
Every twist and turn another memory  
But now they're just a means to a place I seldom visit

I miss this sandy beach
It used to feel like home
Every grain of sand another memory
But now it's just a place to cool off that's long forgotten my footprints

I miss this house
It used to feel like home
Every flaw in the walls another memory
But now it's just a place to keep me warm when I feel like coming back

I miss this town
It used to feel like home
Every gas station and park another memory
But now it's just another washed up city that's washed me up too

I miss these people
They used to feel like home
Every face another memory
But now they're just nameless faces I used to know

I miss you
You used to feel like home
Every inch of your body another memory
But you're no longer here
And without you
No where feels like home
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