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Scarlet M Dec 2017
Talk me out of this futile
nightmare
I call a dream,
pull me back from this world,
where the darkness is real
so you could hear me
scream;
help me please, help me,
save
me,
silent pleas from a
dying soul
in need.
Scarlet M Dec 2017
I'm sorry
but todays battle
has come to
an end,
the angels
have arrived
before I could ever
claim myself;
who do you think won
when the demons
came up
to tame me?
Scarlet M Jan 2018
My knight does not need to be
in a shining armor,
nor blessed with prestige
or countless honor.

It only needs to be you,
someone who could wield
a sword, respectable enough
to be able to strike a heart of gold.
This piece was inspired by Heathe Ledger's movie "A Knights Tale" thus from where I took the title. I loved the film so much I made a poem out of Jocelyn's love for William. One of my favorite lines from the film was when Jocelyn wouldn't tell William his name and he said, "perhaps Angels don't have names, but only pretty faces".
Scarlet M Sep 2016
Once, a boy came, new to the coast
tall figure, his skin supple dusted with white,
he was silent at times, quite
sometimes laughing like a child,
vulnerable yet strong, she sees.

The mermaid was in awe, but she didn’t realize,
a crashing wave, that’s what he is.
Day by day, she drowned herself
In thoughts under her ocean dream;
baffled by his presence, in doubt she continued.

On the third tide of their apogee,
without warning the boy vanished,
like a wind, leaving no trace, not a foam.
Devastated, in losing her one precious pearl,
the mermaid cried in remorse.

Every night she sang to the skies,
until she felt an ethereal glow,
deep down she knew
what was needed to be said.
A celestial granted, for once again they met.

In valor with trembling hands, a note she had professed.
Prospective and believing still
the prince she had wished for,
turned out to be nothing but a loving sin.
The mermaid smiled as she disappeared into the sea
with every song now comes a broken, and shattered dream.
Scarlet M Dec 2017
I ran out of heartache and
now I have no
words to write,
but believe me, just a *****
and I would probably
overwrite.
Scarlet M Jan 2018
He had the kind of smile
I would want to
take care of,
eyes that could melt
my entirety,
a voice I could listen to
forever, and a heart
I would dream to have.
Scarlet M Jan 2018
Loving someone despite knowing
it is never going to last
is the worst human
tragedy there
is.
Scarlet M Feb 2018
I sat on the table, looking at her
eyebrows furrowed,
protests and grief comes out,
like daggers flying right out of her mouth.
Each swallow, I felt it
somewhat stuck to my throat,
as I listen to her incessant rants,
speaking badly of him,
just because it hurts.
I couldn't help but wonder, did she
really love him,
the way I thought she would
or did she just do it, because even
after all these years
she only thought she should.
Scarlet M Jan 2018
And when all the stars
fell down that night,
she seized them
not with her hands
but with her eyes,
just like how
she caught my heart.
Scarlet M Feb 2018
This is the ending story,
the last page of our fleeting romance,
where happiness confronts
you, right in the face
and tells you how fugitive it is,
that self-growth does not always come
with glee, but also with a price to pay.
Scarlet M Dec 2017
Blinding lights
in chilly nights,
a soft gleam dust
in silver bites,
carols sing
upon thy dream
in praise and love
for Christ our King.
Scarlet M Aug 2019
I've thought about it
countless times,
how you could have just
admitted awkwardly,
that this is what we are, only ever
up to here, this overgrown unseeable
space between us
you see, perplexes me
I like you,
unuttered words
between a coward and a skeptic.
Scarlet M Feb 2018
I feel like I felt just
a little
too much
to convince myself that
this is nothing.
Scarlet M Sep 2016
Don't leave me whole,
        leave me broken;
        broken enough to make me miss you,
        but whole enough to make me strong.

Strong enough to make me want to
        walk away and forget you.
Scarlet M Sep 2017
On rare occasions, a memory of you pops up,
jagged, epoch, unwanted,
like a baleful sign,
It comes knocking at my door.
De Trop| French word for unwelcome or unwanted
Scarlet M Sep 2016
I guess I was missing how empty you made me feel,
        how I felt like it was everything that mattered;
        that soul crushing, heart wrenching emotion.

I was terrified of letting go of what's left in this
        sadness that were slowly placing cracks in me;
        because I'm afraid.
        I'm afraid of not feeling.
        I'm afraid of being happy again.
        I'm afraid to forget.

I was desperate of wanting to keep a piece of you.
        and I held on to the these kinds of memories instead
        because we all know, that painful ones
        are so much more easier to keep.
Scarlet M Jan 2018
I used to look at him, the way I looked at the moon
In trance, and in admiration,
a mere thought of him was intoxicating.

To savor this remaining love left in me;
I wished to be caught in this dream forever,
but reality was too cruel.

When I awoke, I felt nothing.
It has been months since,
I have not caught a single glimpse of him.
The truth was, it was fading.

Yet I tried my hardest to keep it with me.
I held our love in my hands
like a pile of sand, slowly,
watching it slip out of my grasp.
Scarlet M Sep 2017
The heavenly bounds of Gods Kingdom
and a pit of Inferno surrounding the gates of Hell;
a thin line of boundary which separates these two worlds,
is where two dissimilar beings met.

If an Angel and a Devil were to fall in love with one another,
can their love transcend the law of heaven and hell?
This is fate’s decree:
Love can change what isn’t meant to be.
Scarlet M Dec 2017
I can only ever
appear unbroken
in front of
other people’s eyes.

Inside, all I see
is a tangled line
of confusion,
in a pile of
never ending depression.
I.
Scarlet M Dec 2017
I.
Speak to
my soul,
and my heart
shall be
yours
perpetually.
Scarlet M Jan 2018
I am the girl
who falls in love easily
but never surely,
the kind who wears
her heart
on her sleeves
but never allows anyone
close enough
to touch it,
the type to openly say
her feelings
to the right person
and also to the wrong.  

I am the girl who
cries over the
simplest of things,
the kind who gets awed
by beautiful imperfections,
someone who drowns
in her thoughts
and finds tranquility
in the bottom.

I am the person
with a million souls
reborn,
a poet with a heart
full of songs.
II.
Scarlet M Dec 2017
II.
You remind me
of my
past
that could
never
have been
my
future.
II.
Scarlet M Dec 2017
II.
I wish someday
I could wear my heart
on my sleeve
without worrying about
people hurting it.
Scarlet M Dec 2017
Tell me, what chaos
        has made you
        an empty soulless
        shell?

Tell me, what remedy
        do you seek
        to once again
        relive your
        life
        against this ruthless
        hell?
Scarlet M Dec 2017
He chased her like drifting clouds,
a beauty beheld, he longed for her,
adorned her with jewels, sparkling, brilliant,
like her eyes, reflected in the stars.

He filled her milieu with flowers,
and all fine things she could ever imagine
he was entirely captivated, primed to run away,
to abandon his world of riches,
for her sake and for his.

Blinded by a charm that is visible only in the eye;
forgetting the heart in which fate truly lies
he loved her genuinely,
truly, she was his paragon of happiness;
his one and only goal.

And yet he got nothing in return
not love, not her heart, nor her soul
abandoned, despised, and forgotten,
not a single stem was offered.

Now he wonders in his deep slumber,
forever mourning, and reaching,
for that green light,
a love he knew that was never meant to be his.
I'm so sorry, I just had to write this. The Great Gatsby broke me.
IV.
Scarlet M Dec 2017
IV.
I have colored
my life
in rainbows
once more,
the life you once
tainted in black
and sadness.
IX.
Scarlet M Dec 2017
IX.
What
doesn't
break you
completely,
only
makes you
suffer.
Scarlet M Oct 2019
a ridiculed soul deemed
worthless
trapped by society's
undefeated cruelty
vile memory repressed
still lingers in his throat
the tittering grows
louder
as his laughter echoes
uncontrollably, resentful
and frightened
desiring only but one
semblance of normality
but humanity has
crumbled
how could this world
be so ruthless to someone
who they have denied
to Youー
a man born from chaos
Scarlet M Sep 2017
I don't know why I got too attached,
it's not your fault.

Clearly, it is mine.

You don't owe me anything.

Tears dry on their own.

Trust me,
I'll be okay.
Scarlet M Sep 2017
For my actions, I became unaware,
        my word, for leading you into a chimera,
        I deeply regret.

A wishful thinking, fool’s paradise,
        that’s all it will ever be
        to you, and to him, to her and to this.

In a contrite tone, I say
        I hope one day they realize
        the façade I was pulling.

That the mean looking girl,
        who ran around breaking hearts
        was just as broken as they are.
Scarlet M Sep 2016
Remember Me,
             On a full bloom paradise, a sweet spring escapade,
             when the first bud flourishes,
             on the day you ended my feelings with a drought.

Remember Me,
             On a dwindling heat, a midsummer’s day,
             when the ocean wave crashes,
             with me shouting your name.

Remember Me,
             On a soft autumn breeze, a free falling dream,
             when the last leaf drops,
             together with a heart flowing on a violent stream.

Remember Me,
             On a winter solstice, a frostbitten goodnight,
             when our fragment of memories scatters in a snow-kissed temptation
             as they screamed for a horrible goodbye.
Scarlet M Dec 2017
You said you
weren't
sure anymore,
that I would never
understand
and maybe
that's what you
wanted,
to see me
on my knees,
drenched
in a puddle
of tears,
tounge-tied with
your
abruptness
to end it all.
Scarlet M Dec 2017
She stares into the distance,
her eyes flickered,
the window to her soul,
dimmed little by little;
have I not bled enough? she thought.

Inside her filled with cracks,
a cage that completely lost
its resonance
drop it too quickly
and she shatters, shards piercing another.

A self destructive weapon, is what it is,
in a fit state her demons coiled;
ne’er-do-well, she mirrors herself,
considers a heart of little no value.
Nequam latin word for worthless
Scarlet M Sep 2017
Guilt ran through her body,
        as she continued to blame herself,
        for a love she gave, and did not receive,
        she wanted to keep him,
        but he was not hers to keep.

Her thoughts, filled with nostalgia,
        and her heart screamed in pain,
        she gave her love on a piece of paper,
        until nothing else remained.
Scarlet M Dec 2017
But
you've got
stars
in
your eyes,
and I've got
demons
in
mine
Scarlet M Jan 2018
They were both
            strangely attached
            to each other,







In arms length,
            nothing more, nothing less.
Scarlet M Dec 2017
I play his goodbyes
like a classic
broken vinyl,
too many spoken
farewell's
to even fix;
the endmost
pain
i'll ever need,
his
last word
i'll ever hear.
Scarlet M Sep 2017
I want to be lost in your soulful eyes;
completely, deeply,
and for eternity.
Scarlet M Feb 2018
Label me a hurricane if it fits,
you think I trampled
on these hearts but they are nothing
but counterfeit;
there's no way to tame
a tempest you see,
you can't blame me for being a misfit.
Scarlet M Jan 2018
People like us
who were born givers,
don't really
know how to love
someone
without losing
ourselves
in the process.
Scarlet M Dec 2017
It is such a dreadful
blessing
and a wonderful
curse
to be one of the
hopeless romantics.
Scarlet M Sep 2017
Forever does not always mean forever,
does it?
sometimes it could mean hello,
or goodbye,
or someone daydreaming,
it could mean staring into your eyes,
or you look lovely,
or someone kissing your forehead,
it could mean grasping each other’s hands
and never letting go,
or sometimes, forever could simply mean
you or me,
sometimes if we’re lucky,
it could mean, us.
Scarlet M Dec 2017
She was like the sky
      made up of lightning
      and thunder,
      chaos amidst the calm;
      yet smiles and clears up
      whenever her sun
      was around.
Scarlet M Dec 2017
The first time I laid
my eyes on you,
a voice echoed, not too far
yet not too close,
suddenly it was blinding,
warm light,
as cliche as it sounds,
yes..., I blinked
and thought I saw wings,
and then I realized,
that devils could fly too.
Scarlet M Aug 2019
Let's forget I ever said hello,
then play back
to the days I didn't know
that time when I didn't care
and you didn't matter.
Scarlet M Sep 2017
Barren eyes, bleak and lifeless,
         in the end,
         that’s how he left me,
         feet half buried into the ground,
         breathing in the pain,
         while drowning in his silence.
V.
Scarlet M Dec 2017
V.
She was
like
a seed
of a flower,
planted
in the
most
impossible
place
to grow.
VI.
Scarlet M Dec 2017
VI.
It scares me
you know,
how we are just
another story
in this vast universe;
a world of
different dimensions
and to think that
not even one
could have
saved us.
Scarlet M Dec 2017
Wish I could be
lost
in your
world too,
like how I'm always
lost
with mine.
Scarlet M Mar 2018
I really wish
the universe had found
a way to let me know a bit earlier
that you were just going
to be a temporary
existence in this
permanent solitary heart,
the aftermath's pretty much the same;
well, it could be worst I mean
storms get predicted
so why can't you?
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