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Zack Ripley Jun 2019
I need to get something off my chest.
When it comes to friends, there's no second best.
And when it comes to people I love,
every time I look at you i forget about the rest.
It's amazing how your words give me so much hope.
Like a street lamp guiding me home in the night.
And yet when I finally find the words I want to say,
I look at you and it's like I'm being hit with kryptonite.
I don't know what the future has in store, but as long as you're in my life, you make me ready for more.
Angelaabellera Mar 2020
You appear as a stranger
Though your behavior has become perpetual
Assuming the next two moves
Before they are even used
Predictable patterns I could easily call check mate
Prove me wrong as I quietly wait
Such a fool I’ve become on the game of “Who is playing who”
Let us put down childish matters and forget what we’ve put each other through
A Mar 2020
My heart
swelling
in my chest,
trying to stop
my tongue
from destroying this,
from destroying everything

But


"I can't..."

and just like that
our hearts stop

and it becomes too late
Arnauld Jarvis Feb 2020
As I observe my memories behind me
I see fate gave me no hints
As to where shall I find meaning at all
Purpose was beheld deep inside me
A sensation pulsing zest above them all
But pain paints life with inexorable ink
And when my tears are mixed with blood
Melting and pouring into my chest I finally find my heart
Then purpose buds and breathes
And I know what I ought to do
After the final everlasting blink
A Feb 2020
All those thousand dreams of how I'll meet you
is keeping my chest calm
Valerie Dec 2019
An unhappy week. A tight anguish has settled in my chest and it looks like it will take a while to pass. It is strange how dreams are born, flourish and die quickly. And it doesn't matter if you cultivate, because even cultivating looks even worse. Feeding dreams, and not being able to fulfill them, only causes sadness and anguish. Now, I ask God to help me through this once again. I know I'll be better off and unmarked. Everything I dreamed died. Just when I dared to say '' yes '' And with him go all my plans for happiness.
He doesn't love me aymore. But I do
Colm Nov 2019
Smooth as softened alabaster
Their scent to you an immeasurable bliss
Where the sun tucks the moon beneath his chin
Rests an endless dream no more than a wish

(4LINE)
This series is all about containment. Quick and expressive. My kind of people.

The vision - A Lovers Embrace From South Pacific
I try to make your place
in my overweight heart
as small as possible

and yet

you punched your way
through my chest
with only two words

(my angel)
You kissed my hand
and your touch
sent sparks of life
through the dead land
hollowed out
in my chest
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