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Mia Sadoch Mar 2018
People smile when they are happy.
That much is true, and to see
Yours, brings me such joy.
Then why is my smile a decoy?

I swear my happiness is genuine
But all I feel is a spleen
As deep and passionate
As the love I hold, love that I hate.

Pink, white, beige, red
Those lips of yours make me drop dead
Black, brown, blue, green
But those thoughts are, when they should have been.

Today I learned that love is a rose
Beautiful, but still harmful
And now I know that I should close
My heart, before my wounds become lethal.
My first poem! This one (and the two others after it) has been written soon after I was rejected. All three of these poems kind of tell a story, with this one happening right after A Wonderful Pain.
SeaChel Feb 2018
I have this
increasingly annoying
affliction with affection.

I'm sorry if my
insularity doesn't comprehend your sincerity,
I've just had the actions of others be
catalytic to the inner cynic
in me.

I try to push myself to feel
an inclination, but it ends in agitation
instead.

I've realized it's
unfortunately an idiosyncrasy
of mine, though I hope to someday come across a
carrefour in life where I'll find my paramour
who will understand.
Testing out rhyming/near rhymes/play on words.  Feedback is always appreciated, especially since I'm out of my regular style with this.  I actually took some time on this.. and by that I mean more than the usually 5-10 minutes I'll spend writing something.  (So, probably 13 minutes for this ;] )
Dee Nore Feb 2018
Like the Sun, that surrounded by Planets
The warm effect that gives comfort
Without realizing, The Planets speed to surround it increases
Wheter the Sun is not realizing his effects
or is he just happy to be surrounded?
lol idk what did i do
Dee Nore Feb 2018
Life is fun, They said.
Life is easy, They said.
Life is difficult, They said.

Please, hit my face,
I want to feel alive, I said.
SVL Jan 2018
It's about 6 months later,
And your name continues to roll off my tongue
Like desperate droplets of water that,
Had by chance, gracefully made it's journey through the canopy of a forest.

It's about 6 months later,
And I continue to be tantalized,
As I reminisce about the moments of your very first touch.
The steady beating of your heart,
As my head lay stolid against your warm bust.

It's about 6 months later,
And your name still feels like home, yet so far away from home.
So close that I can touch it with my heart, but
So far that I can't even reach it with my arm.

It's been roughly 6 months later,
And I'm still not quite over you.
Your poetic stained lips drew me in like a bee to a flower;
******* up every single drop of nectar I could,
Concocting pure honey out of our love for each of us to devour.

It's about 6 months later,
And I am still entangled within your love.
Without the slightest intention of breaking free;
In hopes that I'll be somehow trapped for all of eternity, but,
Then again I have to think.
"Is this really the best thing for me?"
"Is the distance now between our hearts too far out of reach?"

Because it's been about 6 months now,
And it seems like you've moved on...
It's funny because I thought we would be together
Till Michael Jackson decided to sing another song,
Till Perry Christie gets re-elected, or,
Till Donald trump likes black folks at all.
All 3 things simply impossible,
As the thought of me and you not together.

But, it's been about 6 months now, and,
I'm beginning to feel a little bit under the weather.
"Together forever?", my friends would ask.
"Did you not hear me?" I would say
"Together forever, but for real this time...I'm sure of it...Trust me,
I know what I'm doing...I....love...him."

It's about 6 months later,
And I wonder every day if the thought of me ever crosses your mind.
If you think about us laying down watching the starry night sky while you're on your high,
If you happen to laugh from time to time about our silly inside jokes.
Remember baby, sigh...sigh...sigh...todo.

I sometimes ponder as to if it was real or was it just another story that began with "once upon a time",
But I always seem to find myself missing your poetically inclined, open mind, ******* you're fine,
Please take up all my time,
My heart begins to beat faster and faster.
****, I hope this story ends with "Happily Ever After".

It's about 6 months later,
And I pray that 6 months from now,
You will be able to look into my eyes and remember me
As the girl who has the audacity to be beautiful
Even on days when everything around her is ugly.
The girl who correlates your name with angels of a heavenly choir Singing at the beautiful exodus of her flight into the heavens.
The girl who was not afraid to get up in front of an audience
Of people she did not know,
Not only to prove to you that she was worth it,
But to pour out of her heart the startling truth...
That it's about 6 months later, and I am still solely in love with you.
This is something that I wrote over a year ago after ruining a relationship. The situation is long over with, in the past, and has no correlation to the present, but I felt as though I should share. Thanks for reading <3
Rebecca Jan 2018
I stepped down from the ledge
I breathed the Dawn
Spawned a new vision
One to bring to my last breath
When I find a new Dawn
Rebecca Jan 2018
Your lips are like a invitation to a party I'm not invited to
I could watch for hours
Pronounciating
Watching the way they move
And don't for one second think it's a que that I'm in love with you
It's just I've never found or studied such an enthralling Muse
Rebecca Jan 2018
I want to paint you to my ceiling
Gild you golden sweetheart
Tan and blend acrylic skin
To preserve a withering form of art

I want to paint you in cathedrals
Let Michaelangelo see true beauty
I want to persevere you for the ages
So generation to generation can see dat *****
Neo Jan 2018
What’s sad is things will never be the same

& we won’t ever see how it could all be.

You don’t know yet that all of this will fade

& I will only be a memory…
Neo Dec 2017
Dear Mental,
I understand, you hate me
So know the feeling is mutual
Because when I wish for you to silence
Your ideas become delusional.
******* & your intrusions
The truth is
Suicide is your illusion
So spare me the confusion
Since every conclusion you reach
Treats me like a nuisance...
Series of my Losing Battle against Intrusive Thoughts.
I should probably seek help...
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