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Your smile is a shiny serrated knife,
Divine, but deadly.
With the power to mesmerize my mind
And to slowly, beautifully put an end to me.

One layer at a time, you peel back my skin.
And even as the blood begins to seep out of my pores,
I will delight in the pleasure of your attention.

The pain of the lacerations caused by your kisses,
Barely an afterthought -- to plague me only after
The door shuts behind you and the memory of your spirit
Is the only thing left to violently wake me in the middle of the night,
So that torturous thoughts of you can pour out onto my pillow.

My body heaves trying to purge itself
Of the wonder it still holds for your soul and the
Desire for your skin still pulsing through every vein.

But to rid myself of the memory of you,
would leave only a breathing corpse, for your fingertips
have grazed every fiber of my being.
 Jul 2015 Saugat Upadhyay
Mermaid
In the dusky sky –
Two birds are falling,
The distance between us
Broken space and time
I'm asleep, wrapped
In my dream like an
Iris chalice,
Your are awake, closed
Behind the doors of
Your hopes, waiting
Waiting for the moment
To come, and moments to
Pass, waiting my waking.
In the clear night sky
Two stars are falling.
dream, fantasy, sad
I am scared
Scared that my words
Might fall off the page
Or
That I'll say too many words
And they'll just..
Roll away from me
But then again

I could never speak

So I wouldn't know..
I either say too much
Or nothing at all
There's comfort in silence
but it also destroys
when used incorrectly
I remember when saying your name
made me swell
Even when we went our seperate ways
letting every syllable of yours
rolll of my tongue
felt sweet
My lips would curve around
each letter letting them slip slowly
from my mouth.

But now,
my throat tightens
chokes against every letter
You have a short name
but it feels like i suffocate against it
Lips pressed tightly against
I dare the letters to sound like they used to
Now your name slices up my tongue
Cracks againsty teeth
Stumbles out silently
What once felt like home, now,
Feels so foreign to my fragile lips
I wanted to name a poem after you,  it was still  too hard to do.  -Always, Trouble.
Smeared like lipstick, over your heart
I see that one, bloodless scar
Spells my name, so drop the guise
You can't hide it under thy flesh of lies.
Poetry with mix of love, body and feelings. Let me know if it makes sense to you.. :)
I can sit and twirl my hair until
My fingers are caught and tangled
In there like a dolphin in a net or a
Little bead of sweat stuck in a pore
- though I don't
Think many beads of sweat would
Make an attractive necklace - I can
Smear my fears on the mirror in here
But I can't get rid of the fact that
I'm unable to find the hidden track
That a black cat means a heart attack
And a scratched back leans towards
A knack of lacking a gift for words in
The pitch black, hatchback, backseat
tours
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