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the sun also rises
with the smoke,
staling sweetly
while the coffee drinkers
scatter dewy dawns.
we're smoking your last cigarette
letting soreness seep into
concupiscent sluggish limbs,
as sleep-cornered bedroom eyes
melt their waxy redness
into the cruelty of morning light.
insipid tongues, chapped and swollen,
speak in strokes of satin whispers;
breathy simple silken strands
                                                         ­                                                                 ­                 "you're so soft"
scintillate resplendence
with moth-wing gentleness
to evanesce the daybreak chill.
how i yearn to remain
in between the days,
hazily hidden in the serenity
of our echo-quiet secret place.
Drunk

Why
Do you only love me
When you're drunk?
Am I unacceptable?
Am I repulsive?
Are you ashamed of me?
Or maybe
You've built your walls so high
That you can't help
But bring them down
Once in a while
And let me in.
Hangover.
Yours from alcohol
Mine from love.
Why
Do you only love me
When you're drunk?
When you touched me, with those thin red lips,
I was shaking in my skin, holding on to your hips.
Won’t you bite me? Send shocks down my studded back.
You know, when we kissed you stole my breath-
And gave me an asthma attack.
Please do not wear your scars as labels
They are not your identity
They are not your name tag
They are not your talismans
You are so much more beautiful
Than a sad part of your story
And I’d much rather see
You embrace your Fighting Warrior
Than for you to cower
Before your personal hurricane.
Written: October 29, 2013
Revised: November 12, 2013
If only my
l e t t e r s
would meld
as do the
c o l o u r s
on my canvas

maybe then I could be an
a r t i s t
 Nov 2013 soul in torment
Spelz
Tormented by the walls of this room,
Alone in bed imagining your thoughts,  
pretentious fortitude from sorrow's groom,
Guilts' symphony invokes her stream of haunting notes,
I was wrong...

Apologies are spoken memories gone wrong,
Their acceptance behind every patient smile,
Ushers them to oblivion,
But the words to speak turn to concrete when your number I dial
I'm sorry...

I am just a lover, though my story is seldom told,
I squandered your trust for a box full of empty promises,
But the best of our memories kept me warm in the cold,
That and the sound of your voice became my fortresses,
Forgive me...

These words that you'll construe,
Tie tether to the soul of my heart,
Where your kiss grew trees that your light shines through,

I have,  I still, and I will always love you...
i felt sad today.
i painted the walls blue
and sat down in front of the window,
searching for you.
You were the key who tried to open my lock but it wouldn't budge
You tried so hard but ended up getting stuck
Now we're together but we both feel so numb
And now my key that fits has found another one

They're stuck in this pain that we know so well
We'll never know how it feels to be happy
Or to be out of this hell

We are chained together
We will never be free
Because we only have one lock and key
Only one to show us what love can be
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