The closer you got, the more I clenched my fists nervously and avoided your gazes. A poor attempt at avoiding the inevitable close proximity that we both weren’t going to protest.
Pull me out from depths of the prison of panic and fear I inhabit
One small phrase willing words straining against bars of my ribcage to slip through
And be released
Passion the officer responsible for overturning the former guilty verdict
In favor of a tentative plea bargain
To let solitary confinement end
Along with the silence that had been my cell since the very first day
Of my self-inflicted sentence
Now I sense a shift
As the emotion locked tight finally is allowed the sweet taste of freedom
As the door to jail my heart was enclosed in opens with a click
The words I have been holding hostage are trapped no more
Escaping my lips with surprise
My feelings in chains no more
"I love you too"
About the first time my boyfriend said I love you after we had been broken up for a year
Some times things are meant to happen once and once only.
No matter how much the artist craves to paint on a particular canvas he can never do it again.
It might haunt him, it might relieve him. But one thing i can guarantee is that he will day to reminisce
A bird considered helping the worm
That slithered half dried, tortured by sun
A bird helping a worm was not the norm
Who made this law, where it'd begun?
The bird was in it's golden cage
Brought outside for the fresh air
Near, was the cat that liked to engage
The cage's door just opened, was this a dare?
Save me if you must.
Love me if you dare.
Turn me into dust.
Leave me if you care.
A short poem about something.
What is still not certain. But then again, is anything?
I smell your dark intent in the air,
Whether it's in my mind, I don't even care,
Before you speak, Let me make you aware,
She is my girl and you don't even dare.
I can rip you apart, like a wild bear.
I'm with her, you don't need to care.
You might be good, but, it's very rare.
She is my girl and you don't even stare.
Man always wants to protect their women, whether his wife or daughter from bad eyes. And every man knows, good eyes are very rare.
I can tell a lie
and I can back out of a dare
what's fun about
and reckless dares?
a harmless game
so it seems
Truth or Dare?
let go your love
take back and slow down your steps
you no need to blame
it ran out of dream
there will be a Dawn
the night won't be long
dare to hold your heart
just take it like a man
don't look back
into the the blank face of love
don't cry, dont call it back
Love hurts when it can't be shared.
Say to the one I love? I would not dare.
I'd like to think that we'd make a great pair.
But should I share, it would end with despair.
Love and Dare.
Always a pair.
The friendship is strong,
the bond constructed,
Though it hasn't been that long,
My love could be obstructed.
Love and Dare.
Should I say love,
he might say no.
Is it worth the risk?
I wish it was so.
Love and Dare.
Or a dream come true.
You never know if you don't ask.
It's hard to love a friend more than a friend, because you could lose that friend if they say no. The hardest question is if that risk is worth it. Is it?