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Forbidden love Series
An unspoken promise -G
16 November  2021
Part 1

It's the itch and burn I feel on my skin when I think about you.
  Its the fact that once you slip into My thoughts I don't see why you are so bad.
You make me feel whole, you make me feel like I am not alone.
You kissed my skin and told me everything will be okay.
I know once you pop up it will take me a million years to walk away. A forbidden affair.

I miss how each blood red kiss was an unspoken love poem.
A beautiful promise.
A moment of peace and understanding.
You helped me escape.
You remind me that I am still alive. 
That the warm thick blood that runs through my veins keep me alive.

Oh how I ache to just check to see if I am still alive. To make sure that this numb feeling is not just in my mind.


I ache for your silence. A silence that is a deadly wish.
An addiction that had me clawing to feel your serenity.
As much as I grieve you I can't give you that power back.
I can't feel your sweet kisses across my skin.  I cannot fall back into your warm embrace because the minute I let my guard down is the is the minute I fall into your trap.

A trap that has a fine line between life and death. 

I gave you the power to rule my life once. I gave you all my control and I want to lay my trust in you as a god fearing servant does to their almighty God.

But just like God, I have to turn my back on you and walk away.
This is Part one of the Forbidden Love series. The title of this poem is An unspoken Promise.
Bhavani Sep 2024
craving for thai food
spicy clear tom yam soup
eat with rice.
Ellie Sutton Sep 2021
I've never wanted
Something that burns my soul more.
Narcissistic *****.
Struggling today. Writing is therapy.
Angela Rose Aug 2021
You could be right next to me, hand in my hand, other hand in my hair and I would still crave you closer to me
Wilkes Arnold Mar 2021
It's the still nights, the stormy nights
When I want a cigarette
To spark life in my breath,
When sleep seems dead set
On avoiding me.
It leaves me asking why?
I don't even smoke.
Zadkiel Oct 2020
From the usual desires within a store
From the potato chips that don't call for you but still eat
From the shredded cheese that only seems delectable at
2:00 am

There is nothing in this world we wouldn't crave
For we are the ones who have slept through sleepless nights
For we that have been addicted to the nectar that is known as
coffee
And For we that has been blessed with
Lusus Naturae

But remember, That even if we were blessed.
The ill will wish for us
And we shall respond
as it is not our duty to do so

Instead, it is just the cravings that bond our blessings
and that we are one in the twilight
Veritia Venandi Aug 2020
Life is a blend of carvings and cravings...

Memories carved in eternal rocks under the witness of a forever sky...

Playing in puddles,dancing in the rain, running after dragonflies, eating berries, stealing cookies, believing in the moon chasing you, reading fairytales and waiting for Santa Claus!

While wishes remained in flight...in wandering migration...in search of fulfilling lands...

To fly like a bird, view the world atop a tree, build a rooftop library, become king or queen for a day, watch meteor showers, laugh and cry without anybody looking, sleep under the stars and escape into the woods!

To measure life as cravings and carvings thus...
Is to understand it's true essence which is
"Endless...! "
Thank you for reading this! ❣:)
Fifehanmi Jul 2020
I Just want to be


When it comes to you, I can't really dream big.
When the matter involves you, I can't even stand out
Whenever you are involved, I am not allowed to aim high

I'm not begging to be part of the names in your "acknowledgement"
I'm not on my knees so you can dedicate your book to me
All I am asking for is just to be;

A chapter in your book,
A page in your prose work,
A line in your verse,
A scene in your act,
A rhyme scheme to your poem,
A cast with a modest character in your drama.

I don't care whether you include my name in the prologue or epilogue,
I don't give a **** whether it is comedy or tragedy
I just want to be a page in your book.
I wrote this when I felt my love was one sided and the man I was dying for doesn't even care. It's so sad to be in one sided love, it hurts and it's very painful.
Johnson Oyeniran Jun 2020
-Chocolate

Smooth,creamy, highly addictive and altogether sweet,

Chocolate is and always will be my favourite treat!
Bee May 2020
cravings as follows:
whiskey, cigarettes, and you.
how long will it take?
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