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SoulLove Dec 2018
How awkwardly ?
I can you feel you across the room.
Not one word
Not one peep
But you was screaming loudly at me.
How Interesting ?
That I can't resist.
A Bond of a blissful love
That some how won't peak!
I want you to Stop watching me
With the those strong eyes.
I see you restraining .
I see you holding back
Explode yourself
Release your mind
Let yourself intertwine with my soul
Bleed in me.
Let's our love unfold.
Not one word
Not A peep
The love was spilling through your teeth.
Still you didn't speak.
A electric vibe
Attacks my body
Sending me to a shock
You had me on lock
Without an single touch .
Kept wiping my eyes so I can see.
I knew it had to be just a dream.
When time stop so me and you can just be.
Just let our love be free!
Let's not fight the certainty
Oh yes this is clarity
This  is special
This is rare
This was powerful and it was clear.
To love the unlovable , you will see .All the good moment you're holding on too , is with me!
Shilpa Panigrahi Dec 2018
Nothing can extinguish
the fire
in her soul
but another soul
with the same
intense flames
Trinity Moison Dec 2018
She
She is like the sun -
she floats high in the sky
and is protected by the clouds.
She is beautiful, magical,
but don’t get too close.

She’ll lure you in, but then
burn you up from the inside out.
Her flames are like the tides.
They seem soft but deceive you -
fill up your lungs and make you drown.

Although she once was yours,
she seems to have found another.
The moon - the moon is her new lover,
with its dark side that rarely shows.
It hides her away at night and
has the stars smother her away until dawn.

The sun has never been the same since
she met the moon. She glows differently -
radiating that light that still somehow
seems to draw you in again.

Don't get too close.
For so long I wanted to be water
An element that soothes and saves
For I was born of fire
Wild, destructive and difficult to tame

I tried to dull my flames
In order to gain some control
Though the spark deep inside me
Wanted freedom to console

The hatred I held inside
I couldn't accept my role
I wanted to be everything I wasn't
The ocean, the rain, the winter's cold

How can I run free
When all I'll ever do is destroy
The fire that burns in me
Is a passion I can no longer avoid

I finally embrace my element
As it is in my nature
I want to be free to be myself
I've never felt more sure

For so long I longed to be water
An element that subdues and relieves
But I was born of fire
With a warmth that burns so passionately

I am a candle that provides you light
I am the fire that warms you whole
I brighten your darkest night
I thaw the coldest hearts and souls
starstrike Nov 2018
The fire
gone
then back again
like a winking eye.

Warming
it was not

burning
it was

he was drawn to it
like a thing of brush;

it was
Different.

A crackle of flames,
a silence

it was
Different.

Voices:
talked about everything
never of nothing

a continual curiosity
a sense of wonder;

it was
Different.
Found this poem recently. If I remember correctly, it was an assignment from middle school to write a found poem about a passage we read in class, though I cannot for the life of me remember the passage.
Özcan Sh Nov 2018
In a dark room
I saw a bright light
Big red beautiful flames
She had a fiery look
In her arms
My cold heart melted
By her warmth.
Like a moth to a flame
I'm attracted to his light
Darkness surrounds me
As night continuously falls
It makes me gravitate to his light even more
Like a moth to a lantern
I persistently fly around it
Trying to find a way
Through the transparent walls
That separates me from him
I try to find a way in
I try fight my way in
I want to be closer to his light
I feel the warmth through the glass
But I cannot touch it
I yearn for him through the glass
But I cannot have him
An unseen wall between us
And I cannot break it
Inkheart Nov 2018
And this fire deep within my writhing bones
Became intensely hot and burned the town
In hues of red and marigold
Mixing ash in shades of black
As the whole world screamed in terror
Running with all their might
And you just stood there roasting marshmallows
And singing campfire songs
Until you fell asleep next to my warmly kindled wrath
Like the entire universe in flames
Was not as important
As laying next to me
I'm not ready,
   to hold a heart.

I've been too long apart from my own.
Today is just the beginning.

I'd love to see love in another's eyes again,

But,
I don't know I'm ready,

To hold a heart,
Unprepared,

Will tear apart,
   the very bones and thoughts,
   you thought were yours.

So be ready.

Hold your own heart,
   Until it no longer burns.

Do not lay your aflamed heart in another's hands,
Just to watch them burn.

Be ready.
Set free the flames that be,
And breathe deep the air you've never seen.

Then you may hold a heart.
You will hold them together,
With only the unburning flames of a true love...
A love,
That costs nothing.

But today...
I am not ready,
To hold a heart.

~Robert van Lingen
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