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Demi Apr 2020
Domestic life, wouldn’t it be nice,
wine in hand, topped with ice.
Your hair shining ginger in the sun,
at the BBQ, loading sausages in buns
as our son screams and trips over. Twice!

On Thursday we lounge and eat egg-fried rice,
all we do is laugh and you say: 'This is Paradise.'
Then we shout over cake, it’s overdone!
Domestic life.

You see my tears and hug me, feels nice.
You’re still the man with the best advice.
So take me to Harvester, just for fun,
then we talk in funny voices to our sweet son.
Let’s drink more wine we bought half price.
Domestic life.
A modern take on a rondeau.
IvS Apr 2020
Beyond time among us
I hunger your love.

Can love bring us back together?

I want to remember the taste of your lips, your smooth touch…feel your desire growing, giving me life from within hear you teasing me:

May I please you? You whisper and I melt in return.
Licks, bites and kisses
Suddenly we lost ours clothes…

Feeling together, believing this it’s meant to be
Our souls Know their truth
Carlo C Gomez Jul 2020
Deep or shallow
she's into
swimming pools

sometimes more than she's into me

she can hold her breath for as long
as I may tread within her waters

thalassic
undine
unbidden

this hand of hers stretches out to me

our liberty renew
our gradual sureness

in aquarium
--a place for relating to--

a dive of faith
my lungs fill with the liquidity of her

a soft shorebreak
to the occasional tidal wave

together we ripple the matrimonial surface
newpoetica Apr 2020
my love, things get rough
but together, we are enough.
sometimes we mess up,
but you still fill up my cup.
your words and voice,
i feel as if there is no other choice.
my love for you has changed,
but not into something misarranged.
but rather, despite the bad times,
and all of these dumb rhymes.
i want you and all your flaws,
the worst parts of you, even the claws.
i want your good and your bad,
and to hold you when you're sad.
i've loved you since way before,
and i love you now even more.
i love the good parts of you,
and the not so good ones too.
you make me indescribably happy,
and you mean so much to me.
i'm sorry for all the times i've messed up and i forgive you for yours. i love you so much, i'm not sure if you know how much or not. thank you for teaching me how to love and being patient with me as i grow.
Gorba Apr 2020
I cannot stand if you want me to sit because it stresses you
I cannot be frustrated because you will be frustrated too
I cannot say that a movie is bad because that will ruin it for you
Does that mean I should not be honest with you?
I cannot be realistic about a situation because that’s being negative, according to you
I cannot slap your behind because obviously that’s just what old men do
I cannot have my face close to yours and contemplate it
Because it spurs an uncomfortable feeling, and you therefore don’t like it
I cannot ever have pants on, whenever I’m in bed, which I can understand
But that’s not a rule I ever had to sustain,
Which means that sometimes I only realize I made a mistake afterhand.
I came upon a reasonable solution, given the circumstances, but you still complain
You don’t want to try and play tennis because you don’t like it
But I have to pretend enjoying some quiz just because you’d appreciate it!
We each have our own towel, I’d be ****** if I used the wrong one, you know?
Wouldn’t it be more efficient to give me a comprehensive list of dos and don’ts that I would meticulously learn and follow?

I have to watch the movies you want to watch
Mine are too demanding
I have to listen to the music you want
What do I even listen to?
I should read the books that you like
Mine are not interesting.
I want to share what I’m passionate about
But restrain myself because I don’t want to force you, (I care about you)
I should wake up when you do
Get up and have breakfast when you decide to
You like to get out of bed at the very last minute and then I’m slow
When I come up with a plan, there is some place else you have to go
Do I actually exist in this relationship?
Do what I think, what I feel, and what I like actually matter to you?
Am I just a human-shaped hollow shell locked in a state of spectatorship?
Is it all, at the end, just about you?

I want to make you happy but not at my own expense
If nothing changes, we, as a couple, don’t stand a chance
I guess that sometimes feelings, while crucial, are not enough
When times are hard, we also need to be tough
I still want to try but will it be enough?

I have written this but I don’t know whether I should ever mention any of it
I wouldn’t want to ruin your day
The question then would be whether this would be a merit
Or just a stupid idea that would only be present in a bad screenplay.
This piece reflects the fact that it is dangerous to look at things from one's own perspective without considering the other side. In a relationship, because we are all humans, we make mistakes. For it to work, both people need to acknowledge them and figure out a way to manage them.
Amanda Kay Burke Apr 2020
When the universe seems to be falling apart
And I have somehow lost my way
It is you that picks me off the ground
Providing an enticing escape

This place where I always run
Try to avoid it
(With no luck)
There's no obstacle my heart can't conquer
To your side stupidly stuck

A powerful magnet heart is drawn to
Through dense brick walls thick and wide
Feeling force of gripping fingers
Beckoning to your side

Maybe world is against us
We're doomed to be destroyed
Made of flesh not concrete or steel
Help!
I'm tumbling into the void

I have become accepting of demise
Eyes of betrayed hope
One day will need you to be there
I am terrified you won't
It's crazy how you don't realize how much you need someone until, well, you need them.
Nigdaw Apr 2020
***
*** is a journey taken by two people together
travelling to different destinations
not necessarily arriving at the same time
vonny Apr 2020
the girl in my dancing class has a secret

she's not good at hiding

i can tell quite well

she's fallen for him

and for a while now



the boy i eat ice cream with has a secret

i can also read his mind

his smile can't lie

he loves her too

oh what a joy



time passes with a veil of white

my heart is spilling with trite words

that speak every word of truth

she looks so happy

and so does he

why would anyone interfere upon two walking sunshine

but you see



she's given up dancing

so i dont see her as much

she wants to spend time with him

instead of focusing on silly stuff



he doesn't eat ice cream with me anymore

instead rather with her

he wants to grow a stronger connection

and i totally get it



watching the time grow old with grey hair and wrinkled skin

i've always been alone

if he loves her

what else can occur

then her loving him
i wrote this about two of my friends getting into a relationship. i was truly happy for them, but they didn't have as much time for me anymore, which i understood, but i still felt lonely.
Carlo C Gomez Apr 2020
Because i am lawn furniture

And you are Antarctica

The two of us have ample rime

But not a single drop of warmth in our blood

We lived through all the bright nameless, blameless places

And the turning of the *****

The year we fell down

In an illusion of separateness

Is where we came to know

The fragile silence

Within a map of echoing glass

Pointing further out than we once thought

Everything ravaged, everything burned
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