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Ezzah Saleem Dec 2017
Her eyes were cold,
Her lips were pale,
Her heart was frozen,
Her smile was broken,
Her soul was empty,
Her face was spotted with regrets and pain,
Her mind was possessed by some unknown powers,
Her emotions were burried when she was a young girl,
She was a peacock in a cage,
Beautiful but locked.
She had no words and no voice
For silence ruled her.
Her memory was her enemy
For it left her alone everytime.
Her fears? They were uncountable, infinty.
Her thoughts? They would haunt her.
Her dreams? They failed.
Her people? They ditched.
She was a dead flower,
No color, no fragrance,
Only thorns attached
And petals crushed.
That was her identity.
Ana S Dec 2016
The words she paints so gently
Etch my mind
Her voice leaving me stunned
So beautiful and fine
Speaking ever so softly
Sending chills down my spine
She wispers in my ear
Babe are you really mine?
I am yours my love.
Always have been.
Always will be.
Til the end of this universe.
And life as we know it.
I will always be yours.  
Some don't believe in forever.
Some don't think about infinities.
My infinty rests with her.
She is my light.
She is my love.
Whispering gently in my ear.
I love you so my dear.
Is that so? I wisper back.
Well beautiful, guess what?
I love you too.
The words she wispers softly
BlakOps  May 2012
new
BlakOps May 2012
new
the time is ticking
the hands, spinning
my feet, sticking
hoping for the trinity
I find myself stuck
between divinity
the gray area
seems like infinty
My regrets stick with me
shakin um seems tricky
money, cars, clothes, hoes
thats all my n**s know
not me though
no
follow me, past the vanity
the regrets seem to vanish
as if we planned it
what I life without wants
a life full of plesant haunts
sugar plum dreams
filled with chocolate streams
and everything that was
is not what it seems
then you see your queen
on a hill above the rest
you seem a little blessed
so try something new
anything new
sometimes thats
all we can do
Christian zeal Oct 2013
It's hard to conceive perfection ..... Get it?
Listen I'm a intimate guy I hope you notice by my secrets.
Just to lay down with this kind you have to be blameless.
As if you were a...a.....a ******
But oh can I tell you when I saw that it had no limits !
It was like ummm it was like I was French kissing Greatness.
Oh and the tough was in excellence!
Why do we say no ones perfect? When numbers can count themselves to infinty and above that?!
Probably cause we know the lines of our insecurities and we rehearsed it.....
Not pointing the finger, how can I ? When I'm using everything I got to witness another in encounter with perfection..
That will be my melody,
You can rehearse your lines there calling there playing your music.
Or you can fall into my words and ohh it's okay to get erected
For we we will be in love with perfection.
..

When I touch my bed,
Lights go off,
My heart starts beating,
My mind stops working,
My eyes doesn't close,
Still I dream,
I dream of you...!

When loneliness covers me,
When darkness surrounds me,
The silence of night around me,
The sound of insects chirping aloud,
In this silence my heart speaks aloud,
Your name it shouts,
for you it calls...!

When I start to sleep,
My eyes start to rain,

I just keep thinking how CLOSE we were,
I just keep thinking how FAR we are,
Yet I believe one day we will meet
And in that meet eternal bliss will be  till eternity...!

Dreams are something I live on,
With open eyes I dream of you,
Thoughts betray me,
Love kills me,
Distance destroy me,
Rules bind me,
Loving you is the best thing ever happened to me,
To be loved by you would have been divine...!

Wait is what is written in my destiny,
Wait is what I will do,
May it be week,
month,
years...
Still,till infinty my eyes won't sleep,
My heart won't stop dreaming,
My thoughts will always have you in them,
And as the night falls,
And the lights goes off,
My head will touch the pillow,
My eyes will flood for no one to see.....!

You are my life,
my soul,
My soulmate,
You are everything I have,
You are everything I want to have,
You made me complete,
You made me woman....
You made me woman madly in love,
My destiny will change to occupy you,
My wait will be fruitful
Sometime,
Someday,
Somewhere,
Some how,
We shall definitely meet.....!

Till then...
Live well..
My soul,
My soulmate..!

Sparkle In Wisdom
3rd june 2008..
Mosaic Nov 2015
dream of boys and sycamore trees
you are every tree broken window pane shooting star crash landing like UFO sighting you are scars and tears in bed sheets like mutilated painting
melodramatic alchemical reactions friction between legs and the toes
heart chakras bending inbetween our spinal bones coffee drips from our lips decaf because we are sleeping and dreaming in each other's holy water tears and the little house of fire we built under the full moon after you failed out of architecture school we were children forgetting how to swim because we test drove people thinking that was love

Now you're seeing foxes and I'm seeing
roadkill calling this spiritual
Sensual exploring of the record and we are the players scratching each other on repeat trying to find meaning in life, in heavy breathing ourselves inside out
not looking in mirrors because we finally see ourselves

You are dancing cubes I dance like the moon gave birth to the Sun
binary staring at each other till we collide and and it scares us because because you are the One
Zero divided by infinty you Fibonacci sequence connecting the patterns of human and ***
we are so microchip trying to logic our way how to love system overload not failure

Sirius A Sirius B
You Orion me in crecent pulsars of ******* like backwards slow motion of looking through a telescope and fighting orbit disorientation of the world spinning us together like the cermaics class you took in college like lost love remembering itself

We smoke each other's cigarettes
Hoping to protect the other's lungs and wearing sunscreen trying to protect our sensitive skin as we melt like candles at each other's touch
This is a love story born on the ripples of skipping stones as we skipped all other lifetimes to fall into lips laced with kindness
The kind that hurts

I push your back against a tree as river heartbeat races below with cold hands and white sycamore staring across like white buffalo we are reborn as the chipmunk chirps, false bird

As the sun lingers like words we have yet to say like tiny convict not daring to escape the teeth cell of our own body because mind says no like bad dog
No early Christmas gift unwrapping each other with the lingering words in the shallow doorway of our our mouths
We are just becoming bilingual
Soon to be fluent in each other and know each freckle constellation and cell plastered on the graph of your skin your scars
are cracks in the wall that let me see into the rooms of you
and i trace the x,y, &z; axis of your body it blooms into muscle memory  
One midnight I'll meet your soul
I hope the stars are sleeping so that's all I'll see and I'll go blind in the light that permeates your eyes
But I'll read those freckle Constellations of your body like braille
Blind but happy
Khoisan Jun 30
Some see aliens in the architecture
others Gods and demigods.

Chaotic demographic blunders
Hubble to Web a trillion dollar set
GLOBONIC bilateral squander.

Where are we going to
and WHO is going through,
only time will tell.
#Thirdworldpiggybackriders
Garrett Johnson Mar 2020
Fragments of Infinity.

Dabbled in the hill dwellings.
Parades of ******.
Spoons of believe to be.
Sands of purple saturation.
                                                Gone.
Stranded frozen in Greenwich street.
                                                                 Always.
Felt lively.
From grace of lips.
Only wondered.
& pure.
With the revamped spiral of life.
Given memory to moments of intimacy.
Sanctum.
Caught in form.
Of sameness.
And oblivion.




Garrett Johnson.
I was always gone.

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