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Serendipity Nov 2019
She's spilling
forbidden wine
on pieces of gauze
taped to a thigh.
Butcher herself,
like meat on a platter
for bite sized brains
to digest.

She is stainless steel teeth,
she is a strained voice,
she is a fighter,
tired,
but resilient
and giving it
her
all.
Winter Sparrow Nov 2019
You're Active.
One click away.
Just to check in, a simple;
Hello! How are you?

To know if you are thinking of me,
As much as I've been thinking of you.
I want to break the rules.
I was never one to block out my heart.

Not seeing you is killing me.
I thought it would make things easier.
Bit its hopeless.
I want to break all the rules. And come for you.

Take you with me,
Somewhere unknown.
Somewhere only we will know where to find.
And we will start meeting there.

Once every fourth night!
Just you and I.
To exchange tales.
To exchange hugs.
GalileoUniverse Nov 2019
I dreamed of war in a time of peace,
Made love to monsters,
In the belly of the beast,
Changed the drapes and cleared the sheets,

Moved the sofa
Turned down the heat,
Brought him blankets,
Made him eat,
Saw beauty in the eye of the beast,

Drawn to light,
So I let the devil speak,
Brought me pain so unique,
Paid my dues,
I’d never leave,

Celestial matter
that was me
Who fell in love with the beast
People change.
Not necessarily a bad change, but still,
Feelings, wants and needs,
Effect the algorithm, if you will.

Suttle changes to them,
May hit ****** hard to you,
Doesn't stop them caring,
But it can still feel painful, true.

You may crave for them to go back,
Back to the way it was before,
You can try and forget too,
You might even crave them more.

Sometimes personal situations,
And their own hardships are to blame,
Your might too,
But you want them back all the same.

Sometimes its hard to question,
And ask what has changed between us,
But you don't want to fracture what you have now,
Don't want to cause a fuss.

Chemistry.
The complex emotional or psychological interaction between individuals,
Some times the results a great,
Sometimes you mess up the concoction, unintentional.
Winter Sparrow Nov 2019
Its
I know what it is.

Its us talking for hours.
Its us not seeing time pass us by.
Its us thinking of what could be.
Its us wanting to know where it will go.
Its us dreaming, hoping, wondering.
Its us wanting to feel each other.
Its us...

I know what I want.

Its me wanting to kiss you.
Its me wanting to prove myself.
Its me protecting you.
Its me making sure youre all right.
Its me wanting you.
Its me trying to fix things.
Its me...
Manuel John Nov 2019
Would it make any difference if for our love, we died? Punishment
upon us_the sinful but loved. The pride of our desire, the fervour of
our abridged lust, all banished to solitude. Now, only curiosity stands
between us, our naked souls. We, executed for who we are, outcasts
worthy only of each other. Separated and with all elements spawned
against us. Time pulling on our faces and chests and ***** as we fade in
wait. Laws over our heads till we die. We died right from the start. We only grow
now in death. Till we die again, to meet again, to live again, for in my
book the black sheep make the finest wool.
maddie Nov 2019
lie
i know you lied about your forbidden love
had to remove me to have her
broke my heart without restraint
hard to believe i loved a liar
Winter Sparrow Nov 2019
Whats happening?
What was once green and fruitful, is turning ripe.
But I am forbidden, and so are you.

I cant help but fall...but maybe its not you.
Its not you .thats making me fall. It could be anyone.
We all want that which we cannot have.

We lust for danger. We lust for that which we shouldn't touch.
But I did touch you, and you...
Was it my heart? Or was it a coincidence?

Maybe it could have been any other person,
Maybe it could have been me?
Maybe its because I haven't been in touch with me.

I want to dance the night away.
Alone.
But I like company.

All fruits ripen.
So it's a matter of time until you ripen as well.
But how can I preserve you forever?

I love you. And you love me.
I don't want you to ripen,
Yet...you're not helping yourself.

Ive tried...I still am. But i'm tired.
Ive crossed no lines, yet made connections.
But i don't want to give up.

Am I Adam; in a garden only allowed to touch one fruit?
Am I Eve; tempted to try out new things.
Am I Lucifer; only satisfied when all else collapses around me.

I want to dance the night away.
Light a cigarette on the bridge.
I want to be alone.

Not because i want to.
But because you wont understand...
You wont understand me, you'll label me.

Im cruel: You're right.
Im harsh: You've got it.
Im unworthy: Im sorry.

Im the father of my own sins,
Im the son of my own darkness,
Im the spirit of my own demise.
Marri Oct 2019
This is forbidden;
You and I.
Like the moon and the sun sharing the same sky.
Our hands weren't meant to touch,
But they did,
And in that moment it all became too much.

We are forbidden;
You and I.
We are the reason Angels cry.
Our lips weren't meant to meet,
But they did,
And nothing else could ever taste as sweet.

We are the ones who planted the forbidden fruit.
Don’t fight it-- Let the seed of desire and sin take root.
We have tasted the knowledge,
Good and bad,
We have left the garden, for good, only to remain unfed.

You and I are forbidden.
Outcasts, lepers, and rejects.
We are the fruit you so humbly deny.
We are the everlasting sigh.

The fruit that grows from our tangled limbs are sweet and ripe.
The leaves that sprout from our hearts are twisted and right.

Taste us.
Taste us.
Taste us.
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