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Tara Apr 2020
Looking from afar,
always from afar
She is the moon in my sky,
so far from me
Her beauty affects nonetheless.

A strange thing, so strange,
but familiar
I want her, want her for me,
but there is a barrier.

So beautiful, beauty beyond belief,
lust cannot take my breath
But she can,
she can.

Falling for so long,
so hard
It's inescapable,
a trap that I willingly enclose myself in.

To love is to fear,
they are married together
Neither one without the other,
she is inescapable
As is my love for her.
Perhaps You Apr 2020
I often waste
Too many breaths
On the run
of a sentence
Just to fill the
empty spaces.
Saint Audrey Apr 2020
Party guests now reconsider
What's tangled up their hair
Roaring gales on the horizon
Ripping tent stakes from the ground

Chemicals strong enough to shatter self assurance
Always in flux, never to be found
Down corridors, through time and space
Just a second to look away
Away and back again
And in that second, she's somehow changed
In time I couldn't seem to do
Anything beyond observe

With his back to what could be
Glass pressed up against his lips
A jester and his kin abiding
Falling through the firmament
Self deluded, self deluded
Only matters when I'm waking
Self assurance so elusive
And fragile in it's nature

Take me back.
God, take me back, and I'll do anything
To quiet backyards
Hidden agendas on a personal scale
Laughter in self assurance, forgetting
How little any of us care
Take me back, I long for
Lightning overhead
Sinking in the grandeur captured
On hills combed over
Dusk rolls in
I'm feeling sick
The longing ends
My skin is burning
Can't stop the spread
The panic rises
This heartless dread

"Dynamics change
People change
But let's keep being friends"

Can't stop the screaming
And I can't stop myself from reflecting what's around me

It in the sense of an ill defined other
A presence, formed from this collective
An awe falling, noticed in rapid pace
And details drawn out through a magnifying glass

To brush shoulders strained with pressure
A sentence gained through it's essence
I can't begin to comprehend it
I can't slow down, so overwhelmed

I long to lose myself in it
I'd give up this cursed shape
To lose myself
To become swept away
A poem about witnessing the people around me change.
LC Apr 2020
the waves lulled her
into a restful state
until she woke up
deep in the ocean
with tangled seaweed
around her.

"is this how it'll end?"
"no," a voice whispered.
her body valiantly fought
to reach the surface.
she took a much needed breath
as the waves carried her to the shore.
#escapril day 13!
Poetic T Apr 2020
Unblemished kisses,
      woven upon her  fragrance.

I close my eyes and we connect,
            

                 I then pull away and giggle.

"Why are you laughing...

I can taste your toothpaste!!
           She blushes with a smile,

And we continue..
Poetic T Apr 2020
Tethered upon my shoulders,
          loose threads keeping me

from being decapitated

             from
             mundane consequences.

But,

What would happen If
            I'd  held my breath letting all the
air out.

deflated meanings of life,

                                               freedom..
T
Amanda Kay Burke Apr 2020
A mere phantom roaming Earth with no apparent direction
Miserably yelling
Yearning for connection

Tossed to and fro
Invisible waves
Into the depths of echoing caves

Not knowing why life I was given is cursed
Dangerous
Yet still I plummet headfirst

I do not know why the path I walk is not straight
Crooked for so long I think it may be too late

I hear cries
Loved ones pleading me to turn around
From so far I can barely make out the sound

I shout back to them
Am suddenly mute
Voice inaudible
Or at the most
Minute

My sore throat finding solace in silent surrender
Healing with a touch so tender

Stop a second to catch my breath
Look into water and my eyes glimpse death
Kinda just a poetic self portrait
Amanda Kay Burke Apr 2020
Do not smoke if you want to breathe

You cannot inhale polluted air expecting your lungs to continue being clean
Don't smoke if you can't inhale
gabby Apr 2020
because
on the moon
there are no rules
and breathtaking views.
stuck in my house i would go just anywhere. still, for me the moon always had that misterious and magical air:))
Amanda Kay Burke Apr 2020
How I wish I showed more of the love held captive inside the walls of my heart

Would be lucky if a person listened to my sincere words of adoration and those words sent them sling-shotting to the moon

In any breath could inhale courage and exhale truth
But I choose instead to idly savor the silent smell of your newly-scrubbed skin
Without saying one single word
This doesn't really flow like a poem when I read it aloud but it felt like poetry when I first wrote it so not sure how I feel about it for certain. Any thoughts?
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