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ani Mar 2012
A silent love song from you to me
A silent love song really how soft can my love be.
When I wake in the morning its u I want to see
And before the night comes,
I'm reminded of how you won't be next to me.

Oh how butterflies flutter and my heart skips a beat
Oh how silky lips in the form of a kiss may mislead
And all over me feelings of lust with great greed.
How air escapes my lungs and my mind finally admits defeat
From the heart,...But we will always stand worlds apart
Regardless of how right it may feel
I have already played my cards and received my deal
A decision for life
And  everything u want at this price.
A silent love song that will never be known,
owned or stand selected upon anyone's throne
Not yours nor mine or our's, there will never be "us"

Now I know how forever it will prevail
And hope it will never grow pale
A silent love song oh so true
A silent love song forever, from me to you
ani Mar 2012
A silent love song from you to me
A silent love song realy how soft can my love be
When I wake in the mrw its u I want to see
And before the night comes m reminded of how u won't be next to me

Oh how buttrflies flutter and my heart skips a beat
Oh how silky lips may kiss and mislead
And all over me feelings of lust with great greed
How air escapes my lungs and my mind finally admits defeat
From the heart,
But we will always stand worlds apart
Regardless of how right it may feel
I have already played my cards and received my deal
A decision for life
And  everything u want at this price.
A silent love song that will never be known,
owned or stand selected upon anyone's throne
Not your nor mine or our cause there will never be "us"

Nw I knw how forever it will prevail
And hope it will never grow pale
A silent love song oh so true
A silent love song forever, from me to you
ani Feb 2012
A special encounter is all you were to me
For a moment there I knew what it was like to be free
Though I had known you for only a minute in time
It might not have been long.... But for all that you were just mine.

I miss you everyday now more and more.
About you I have thoughts in galore.
These feelings never go away
For a special encounter you have more than made my day.
It is enough for a lifetime to keep me secure
With one special touch, a kiss or a whisper
You would invoke within me the greatest of pleasure.

OH NO...it was never love....it could never be...
Something so free flowing so easy and pain free
... could never be.
OH NO... It was never love... How could it be,
It was a brief encounter all it could ever
and would forever be.
A brief encounter so special to me.
ani Feb 2012
A special encounter is all you were to me
For a moment there I knew what it was like to be free
Though I had known you for only a minute in time
It might not have been long.... But for all that you were just mine.

I miss you everyday now more and more.
About you I have thoughts in galore.
These feelings never go away
For a special encounter you have more than made my day.
It is enough for a lifetime to keep me secure
With one special touch, a kiss or a whisper
You would invoke within me the greatest of pleasure.

OH NO...it was was never love....it could never be...
Something so free flowing so easy and pain free could never be.
OH NO... It was never love... How could it be,
It was a brief encounter all it could ever and would forever be
A brief encounter so special to me.
ani Mar 2012
On the brink of starvation
I find no motivation
From the anguish of a lovers lost touch
To the thoughts of....oh so much

My well has run dry
And I can no longer cry
I don't know what to do
How can I find me
And what has happened to you

Drawn apart are the seams of life
With no chance of repair
And nothing to stife
No not even a breath of air

I've gone blank with rushed emotion
With confusion bound in a place deeper than the ocean
Support for life is unknown
But as they say destiny is carved in stone.
The title is more a reflection of the subject than the poem.
ani Apr 2014
As the universe mocks
A cruel joke it plays
A hoax I keep falling for … I’ve learned to laugh in misery
Time after time after time... I hope it will be different, it’s not.

The hope for love
The hope for happiness
The hope of success
The hope for hope itself i have depleted fully

I know I can’t fight anymore
I know I don’t have the strength
The universe is greater than little old me
With it against me...

Against me I keep the fight
Against me I keep the fight
ani Apr 2012
As you ponder your thoughts
Destiny dances in the shadows
And storms gather in the meadows
You can almost be sure that its a lie
With all life's trials and tribulations
Hopes and willful  manifestations
All that's left is you, a dancers fool

As you ponder your thoughts
Destiny dances in the shadows
All the plans, all the wonders won't do
Its never been up to me nor you
So let her ****** you And let her reveal
In path you might find It easy
Time stands still even after you find your fill
Its imperative, just face it
we all have to embrace it,
It is but only yours

As you ponder your thoughts
And destiny dances in the shadows
Make many mistakes
For laughters sake
Because whether you plan
Or whether you think u can
Its still not yours to decide
For no one has ever insulted destinies pride
Nor been successful at attempt.
ani Oct 2012
My heart.... one with many lacerations
Only a tool
Many use it to get what they want
And I only a fool
I try to get out, try to brake free
I do this imagining that its up to me
But my heart won't let go and holds to foe

This nobody opens their eyes to see
No matter how much I complain
They all never see
No matter how much I show
They all never see
My heart, one with many lacerations
That may or may not belong to only me
ani Feb 2012
Hustle and bustle is where we meet
The integrate city is what we greet
In the morning when we rise so early
In the evenings as we descend from glory

The day is long and hard,
But from our jobs we dare not part.
It is to pay a bill,
Or to keep one still.
An idle mind is free to its own devices,
in fact through its deeds might still surprise us.
We keep rather still.
A waste of life saved from living
Our dreams are worth what we've all been giving.

A restful peaceful night has come
And after one sleep again it is done
And once again the hustle and bustle is where we meet
And the integrate city is what we greet
ani Feb 2012
Hustle and bustle is where we meet
The integrate city is what we greet
In the morning when we rise so early
In the evenings as we descend from glory

The day is long and hard,
But from our jobs we dare not part.
It is to pay a bill,
Or to keep one still.
An idle mind is free to its own devices,
in fact through its deeds might still surprise us.
We keep rather still.
A waste of life saved from living
Our dreams are worth what we've all been giving.

A restful peaceful night has come
And after one sleep again it is done
And once again the hustle and bustle is where we meet
And the integrate city is what we greet
ani Feb 2012
I'm looking for something searching through and through
But how will I find it if I do not  know what it is
I tried deriving it from a kiss
I didn't find it even though the kiss was bliss.

I'm looking for something searching for it though and through
But how will I find it if I do not know what to do,
I couldn't find it so I choose to vandalize you.

Yet you allow it why is it so....
Have you found what your looking for
Or havn't you thought it through
Or are u just so certain that I'm the one for you.

Are you happy or are u just trying to be
I'm looking for something searching through and through
I'm looking for something....it must be me.
ani Mar 2012
Fireworks,
A new smile,
A stolen kiss
I imagine it would be bliss

 

You’ve got charisma
You've got style
You've got something ...
I just haven't seen far across the mile

 

You light up my day
and that right away
Right now i fell better than i have for a while
And to my lips all that with a smile

 

My body tingles,
Fumbled thoughts
Words come out the wrong way
But you can definitely tell i want you to stay

 

I don’t know you,
You don’t know me
What would it take
How would we be
I wanna make it happen
How do I make you see
That baby we've got chemistry.
To a lorgat
ani Feb 2013
Its sunday morning
My favourite day of the week
When everything is so perfect
And feels so warm, fuzzy and sweet

I always say I'll head to church
I never go so far
'Cause sweet heavenly slumber
Is all I long for, I just want more

Later in the day my tumy starts to turn
As I realise tomorrow is yet another dawn
They require hard work and focus
Both of which I've run out.

Sundays are sweet
But tomorrow I have to work to meet.
ani Aug 2012
Every girl yearns for it, yet it doesn't exist
We search for it in the world around us
And yet we still find that it surpass us
Living in hope that we will find it or will we?

From everything to childish tales of vampires and wolves
To books of romance and fantasies that stacks upon a wooden stools.
Various relations and affairs with different women and men that claim to care
Searching through all the oceans, lands and its different types of air.

Some people claim to have found it, lived it and witnessed it
Even just for a single minute or a single breath of it is said to last a lifetime
Oh how wonderful it would be so intoxicating and ravishing,
drunk on love a wonderful feeling it must be To be loved, to be loved...all so...so irrevocably.

It is the type of love in Shakespeare  plays and sonnets
The type of love that cannot be described by a contemporary poets
The type of love that was once known to the earth in ancients times as being spread by magical creatures such as cupids
The type of love that makes you do so many things...oh...that will never occur to you as stupid

The type of love that does not exist
We search for it the corners of the earth yet there are none
Because we'd rather believe there are no corners than to believe that this type of love does not exits

So once more I ask does it exist
Like the type of kiss that pops your leg in a twist
Hopeful I remain at the aim of my desire
A love so strong, it would never seem wrong.
Very tired when I wrote this #dreamstatewriting
ani Aug 2012
Every girl yearns for it, yet it doesn't exist
We search for it in the world around us
And yet we still find that it surpass us
Living in hope that we will find it or will we?

From everything to childish tales of vampires and wolves
To books of romance and fantasies that stacks upon a wooden stools.
Various relations and affairs with different women and men that claim to care
Searching through all the oceans, lands and its different types of air.

Some people claim to have found it, lived it and witnessed it
Even just for a single minute or a single breath of it is said to last a lifetime
Oh how wonderful it would be so intoxicating and ravishing,
drunk on love a wonderful feeling it must be To be loved, to be loved...all so...so irrevocably.

It is the type of love in Shakespeare  plays and sonnets
The type of love that cannot be described by a contemporary poets
The type of love that was once known to the earth in ancients times as being spread by magical creatures such as cupids
The type of love that makes you do so many things...oh...that will never occur to you as stupid

The type of love that does not exist
We search for it the corners of the earth yet there are none
Because we'd rather believe there are no corners than to believe that this type of love does not exits

So once more I ask does it exist
Like the type of kiss that pops your leg in a twist
Hopeful I remain at the aim of my desire
A love so strong, it would never seem wrong.
Very tired when I wrote this #dreamstatewriting
ani Aug 2012
Every girl yearns for it, yet it doesn't exist
We search for it in the world around us
And yet we still find that it surpass us
Living in hope that we will find it or will we?

From everything to childish tales of vampires and wolves
To books of romance and fantasies that stacks upon a wooden stools.
Various relations and affairs with different women and men that claim to care
Searching through all the oceans, lands and its different types of air.

Some people claim to have found it, lived it and witnessed it
Even just for a single minute or a single breath of it is said to last a lifetime
Oh how wonderful it would be so intoxicating and ravishing,
drunk on love a wonderful feeling it must be To be loved, to be loved...all so...so irrevocably.

It is the type of love in Shakespeare  plays and sonnets
The type of love that cannot be described by a contemporary poets
The type of love that was once known to the earth in ancients times as being spread by magical creatures such as cupids
The type of love that makes you do so many things...oh...that will never occur to you as stupid

The type of love that does not exist
We search for it the corners of the earth yet there are none
Because we'd rather believe there are no corners than to believe that this type of love does not exits

So once more I ask does it exist
Like the type of kiss that pops your leg in a twist
Hopeful I remain at the aim of my desire
A love so strong, it would never seem wrong.
Very tired when I wrote this #dreamstatewriting
ani Feb 2012
I see the light,
About to take flight.
Nothing can stop me,
Although my dreams are beyond me.

Filled with excite,
A touch of delight.
Greatfull for the light,
And all of a sudden life is no longer a plight.
So carry on the goodfight,
you'll never see the darkness of night.
For everything will remain bright,
You will rise to a new might,
And fly like a kite.

I see the light,
About to take flight.
My life is no longer a plight
I have become the light.
ani Feb 2012
If I were ambition where would I be
What would I have to do to find me.
For a life without a goal
Is like being a burning coal
Burning to an end
That is near at hand.
Is this all?... I ask, is this all?
For satisfaction escapes me
I would get more from others fall.
If I were ambition where would I be,
I would be anywhere, far away from me.

I try hard to find you I search near and far
But no matter what I do I hardly reach the bar
Running on steps and jumping over the cracks
Will I ever find you or will I not at all?
No there is nothing else, nothing else.
Yes this is all...
For you yourself have now experienced a clumsy fall.
ani Feb 2012
These things,
These ******* things
My things
Your things
His things

Things we lost
Things we find
Things we hide
Things we pride

Things we own
Things that are known
Things that were  thrown away
For what we pay ,that make us stray or even ******* pray

These things that make us,
break us and make us known.
These things,
These ******* things
ani Mar 2012
Take it, for it is yours
Take it, there is no need for remorse
Take it, as you've taken everything else
For its not half the worth it looks.

This life is like a drop of water is to the ocean
This life is like a ray of light is to the sun
This life is like a fallen star is to the night
This life as I know it, is no delight.

Useless I say.... I don't want it....

At the peak of concern you used to appear
Now the ugly truth tells of the real reason that you are here
No 'tis not for love nor passion my dear
Your true quest, this life... I now see so clear
ani Mar 2012
Is time really as endless as we think
Or are we literally on the brink
Of the end.

Is the sky really as high
Do you think I might ever be able to fly
I even wonder if there are really castles in the sky
My, my, my...

But is the ocean really so deep
Filled with wonder piles on heap
And many more things that may
be classified as natures freak

It is possible can all of this be real
Fairy tales, unicorns, fairies and the rest
Or just the result of mans ever wandering imagination?
Brought to children as truthful lies

Is nature really so vast
Or is everything just a mere reflection of the past
Created by man, and eventually turns into nothing
Do you think, do you think
ani Feb 2012
As darkness finds me
The light behind me
You surround me.

You,
the one I love
You,
The one I loath,
You,
The one I need
You,
From whom I feed...
The one for whom I bleed.

Trapped in your prison the misery fills me
Trapped in your prison your love might **** me
But on we move lovers of the sun
For someone who has one I have none
None I love but one I mourn.

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