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Nicole 1d
Sifting through fuzzy memories

Wishing for the recall to become concrete,

For avalanches to bring on hot tears

And open wounds to heal bravely.

Hoping relentlessly for

A dream to unravel that is more plausible,

For silence to be less deafening and more liberating.

And a doorknob to stop falling off once promising doors.

Feeling it is all a blur,

And still, desperately aching for the memories to have a clearer permanence.
Emma Pals May 28
How can I want something so desperately,
And it seem so right,
But seem so wrong?
Johnny walker Mar 20
Something life doesn't always turn out the way you expect It to many things can go
wrong
just as they did with mine struggle most of my life
through each every day
then out of the
blue
this pretty girl she came my way when I saw I knew
I loved her right there and then first time In my life I really
had something that was
right through all my struggles
In life, I finally had something In life to believe and really want so badly I would have died for
her
The first time In my life I had found something I so badly wanted the love of this pretty girl who had come my way
out of the blue my friend
E McNamara Mar 2018
I loved Him
Like the moon loved the stars
I studied him
Like the stargazers
A masterpiece

Please be mine
Never to be mine

Two planets
With different routes
Desperately wanting.

I destroyed myself
For you.
So that my meteors
Would go closer
Than I ever could,
I’m yours for good
mint Feb 2018
i so desperately want to fold into myself
want to burn myself and make something of the ash
i feel like a great almost completed puzzle
expansive and vast
dull pieces
but still connected
now one piece has been taken from me and has been replaced
replaced by a misshapen mess in the guise a puzzle piece
and as i desperately try to shove it in its previous spot
i scream
and push my hands across the table
disconnecting the pieces in my plight

i can never be complete again
i’ve changed so much since last year. I dont even recognize my own thoughts anymore.
Äŧül Oct 2017
Probably you are not aware,
Of course I am very desperate,
On the regular days I require You,
Just as much as I need oxygen,
A**nd your love is my energy.
My HP Poem #1674
©Atul Kaushal
Alienpoet Jul 2017
Woman, your beauty hides your brilliance
You have to be resilient
To survive in a world stolen by men
Even when you are the closest thing to god.
Woman, you are maligned
Hidden by religions veil
They tell the tale of Eve throughout time
The sinners tale
Original sin another story to enslave
Don't they know a mother's wisdom can save?
A man from falling fruitless from a tree
Hanging desperately.
~
Rigel

Art thou
Thy soul
Of souls
Reaching
O to thee?

Or that
Celestial
Tide thus
Brimming
So, most
Delightful
Beams o'er
Me?

~

Sirius

O, Yes!
My Bride-to-be,
Spinning fiercely
Like a dervish in
This galaxy!

~

Rigel

My flames! My core!
Held together by my
Own attractiveness, I
Assure, I need not thee
Tis myself I do adore!
Fantastic mysteries
I keep thus pure!

Woo me to Love?
You seem assured
Of your Self as well!
But you must make
Haste to hence take
This, my body, O!
Heretofore to meld.

~

Sirius

My lust forsaken
Broken, taken!

See how hot
These fires
Thus burn,
All my Love
To you I turn!

~

Rigel

Be gone!
Be gone!
My Love
Must be earned.

~

Sirius

O what woe!
Woebegone
And melancholy!
Ease my malady,
Be my Lady!

~

Rigel

Perhaps one day
I shall, but as of
Now, I turn
Thee away.

~

Sirius

I shall do
My utmost
To burn
So close
Today
Tomorrow
So perhaps
Someday
It will be so.

~

Rigel silently

*Sigh, you
Persistent thing;
I wish to cradle
You, soon too.
This is a satire dialogue of love unrequited between two fiercely burning, vainglorious and  divine celestial stars Rigel and Sirius desperately falling in love, not admitting it.

Written and imagined by ~ Jamie L. Cantore & Impeccable Space Poetess ~ as a divinely sweet, hardworking, inspiring collaboration. Let there be light! Life! Humour! And our creation! All rights intimately reserved. ;):-)

Thank you so much, Jamie, your a dear poet to me<3 lmpeccable Space poetess.

Hope that You~fellow readers have
enjoyed our little celestial story.
Thank you for reading and commenting
"Thrilled Tokens of Desperate Love"
Alexa Dark Nov 2014
They told me I love attention
Well I guess that's partly true
I love  your  *attention

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