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Subtle affection to a full embrace
My heart feels incased
You didn't notice, because I gave it to you covered in lace
I love the chase
Rough.  Unfinished
hiding away
as we lay
in the trees
beneath the leafs
we forget about everything
wishin' we were evergreens
what does anything mean
I'll just get lost in her laughter
and forget about anything that bothered me that day
because you are here
and I am here
and we are healthy and happy
for now at least.
a poem about a time my bestfriend and I skipped class, so we wrote about it, and it came alive in the moment of creation..
The air I'm exhaling is cold
chilled toes and the tip of my nose
bug hypnotist
resting my mind
days at a time
pen tops that whistle
and glide on the page

gold to grey
randomness and goop put into one, is this even a poem..you decide
I am simply a rough caretaker of my
Temple, vessle, canvas, corpse..
Whatever it may be
There is so much more than you can see
Too much if we were able to we'd be overwhelmed
Our eyes would probably burn out of our skulls
Because among the deamons we manage to see
Angels
Random, rough draft
Our bodies are sustainable machines
Our fuel is not visible
Unless put into a color
Green, blue, red
Know this
You'll never be able to tell what someone's fuel is
You can only guess and
Guessing is desiving
A poem  just written today from scraps of another
This whole l\
Stupid rant/kind of poem.. Just spat put bits and pieces of how I've been feeling today and mostly all this week. (Criticism is accepted)
The back of my head pulses
Rosey, warm cheeks under my
Very sore and sensitive eyes
ill wash my body and the soap
Dilutes my skin but
The toxins are from within
Days of being away
But i cant stay
And feeling as though in a rut
Shut the door
Alone time
I hit my head yesterday and this was the rambli ng nonsense that became,.
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