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I seek a spot,
in paradise.
Where love is hot,
just like a spice.
A place of dream,
where hearts are won,
without a scheme,
when words are done.

Where burning hearts,
become a whole,
not just a piece,
of burning coal.
A lovers nest,
beside the sea,
a place designed,
for you and me.

Where night is day,
and day is night.
A vivid play,
That brings delight.
So when I find,
my precious prize,
I’ll leave behind,
the world of lies.
Estelle Yna Sep 16
I felt my dreams crumbling in thousands of pieces
I felt my heart sink in this ocean..so deep
I thought..how I'd love to take just a leap
To flee far away, in the place where pain ceases
A little poem this time, hope y'all enjoy it~
Yours truly, Estelle Yna
Erwinism Sep 14
Not long ago
the twilight called you into her arms;
into to the depths of the unknown,
left your name in the care of this world
sweetest sound that leapt from your mother’s lips
and ours.
The tides where you are is unperturbed
by the mortal wind,
and in the clouds a garden sprawls
and thrives at the tip of its universe.
We can only imagine.
If such letter scribbled here shines a light; if our candles burn
may you find it a star in the night.


You are no more,
no more to share this borrowed life;
no more treading in the stream of time;
no more but with me still, stirring yet ever still,
shattered heart never heals.
as the last rays of the sun through the window of your room dim,
Your soul is lit up in our dreams,
as though a candle that eternally burns,
I bid time, return
for you my father had taken flight,
silence lingers in restless nights,
where you be, you be
for we shall have our time,
to reflect on this life; the endless sea
for too, shall we; in the crossroads meet the end of our journey: an inevitable destiny
and where you be, we be.
Billie Marie Sep 8
feeling so strong
I felt to pull to me
you too far and aloof
and in love
with your own pain
and always there is another way
other than pain and hatred
the flip-side of whatever
you are most afraid of
and anyway pain feels more familiar

see the ground open
no one falls
no one flies
nothing explains what's happening

feeling so strong
I felt to love
to only feel what that was like
in a world like this
where dreams ignite in real life
and nothing feels like it said it would
you stalked and stood and said
very little in a densely dark and deep voice
laced with even less certainty than
I felt to remember when
I knew another you before
I knew this me
and again it seems to appear

see the floor fall away
no one falls
no one flies
nothing is left from some
distant holographic memory-scape
nothing explains what isn't really happening
Phia Sep 6
in my dreams
i am drowing in a sea of emotion.
my head held just below the surface of the water
and all i have to breathe through is a straw
i have these intense nightmares. In my dreams my chest feels heavy and i scream and scream but nothing comes out. It's like the air is getting shoved back into my lungs and I can't breathe. It feels like i'm suffocating and i wake up in a panic.
Ayla Grey Sep 5
Singing by the wayside
Bellowing in the trees
Lovely like a turtle dove
Lives my hopes and dreams

Far away in the mountains
Buried in a box
My hopes and dreams lie dormant
Gated by the locks

Singing hallelujah
To the once gorgeous mural
Can't distinguish paintings
From extreme peril

But the hopes are beautiful like oceans
And they look like stained glass
And although they might be oblivious
They smell like cut grass
For those that don't know: the loved summer smell of cut grass is actually a distress signal from the plant. It's quite literally a call for help.
Eleanora Sep 4
I woke up alone
And to tell you the truth,
I fell asleep that way too.

But then
The in-between.

I stood at my kitchen window
And I heard the distant voices
And forgot for a moment

The way you’d forget a kettle on the stove
But here I am now,
The whistling in my ears
Shrieking in a syncopated curse,
Alone again alone again alone again alone again alone again
Kalliope Sep 2
I see brown eyes when I close mine
And messy dark hair,
Your hand in mine while the sun rises,
Tired from 3 am deep dives into eachothers minds,
Kept awake only by the desire of your presence,
And the electricity from your touch,
A touch not felt but so soft just the same,
But my eyes will open,
As the sun creeps over the trees,
Right when you're about to kiss me
And my brain will curse my heart for allowing such tantalizing visions
To creep in again
I'm more of a sunset girl
But you make me want to watch
The sun rise
Times to reminisce
Promises deceased
A new born hope
In its wishful steps
Frolicked to future
No time to rest

Dreams to seek
Promises to keep
Wishes unfulfilled
Uncertainty is a treat

Each day unveils
The calendar’s fate
Charming or tedious
Never to know
A delight,  it can be

Unkept promises
Tug at the heartstrings
Wishes and dreams
Have no expiration dates
Timeless unbound
Like the eternal springs
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