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Ravanna Dee Nov 2016
Frozen,
Crystal drops of dew.
Slowly sliding down the window,
Collecting into groups.
Whistling comes through the windows,
White fluffs covering the ground.
Inside with a blanket,
Keeping warm with the coffee that I found.
My thoughts spiral like the blizzard,
That whisks and roars outside my household.
Before landing on an analogy,
How even beautiful things can have a heart that's cold.
storm siren Nov 2016
My skin is like ice,
And your touch is fire.
And you've melted me,
Melting me,
Into something I don't recognize.
No more walls, no more hiding,
No more being afraid.
Ever so slowly getting comfortable
With being loved.

Your heart is ice,
There's warmth close, beneath the surface.
But you don't speak to what your mind thinks,
You don't speak of the fire in your eyes,
Or the storm within your chest.
But I see it,
And I know it,
Because I feel that fire in your gaze
And it bleeds into me through every kiss,
And I know that storm fairly well,
It guides me back to your arms
When I feel wayward and scared.

And your voice is level and steady,
An array of soft orange at its' most anxious,
But cool blue and green at its' most loving and calm,
And I've grown so used to that
That when it's not,
Whether it be jokingly so or otherwise,
I grow concerned due to the intentions of others before you.

I'm freezing, honestly,
But I know when you're home,
I have a fire to look forward to.
Anxiety!
Àŧùl Oct 2016
I have achieved you,
Oh my darling.
I have born again,
Oh my dear.
May this moment get frozen,
In the middle of our story,
And this way I will never lose you.
HP Poem #1186
©Atul Kaushal
Erin Suurkoivu Oct 2016
How my disappointments frighten you,
the scalding of hot tea that should be comforting.
Chocolate mint, I’ll tell you this: these are
the virgins I have sacrificed, only to give birth
to two. These are the dreams I have traded
for cold realities. The rain is no longer green
and peaceable. The ocean is a perfect stranger.
Sleep evades me; the pillow is no loving cradle.
I am serenaded nightly by the baby’s wail.
Frozen solid in winter’s cocoon, I long to unfold
my wings. And no matter where I come to stand,
violence permeates every space. There is no escaping
it. It is in the square. It is in the mean people, hard
as glass that does not break, unlike hearts that do.
"Bellyaching" can be found in my second collection of poetry, "Blood for Honey", which can be found on Lulu.com and Amazon.
Anna Li Sep 2016
I thought forgetting you
will be easy
But you filled my head
with so much memory

Now all the time
I feel lonely
Because I know
you'll never be with me

I wonder if you feel
such sadness too
We could've been
but we chose not to

On rainy days,
I think of you
The moment time froze
just for us two
Anna Li © Sept 2016
As you came here
And stood by me, it melt away
The frozen cage... My heart is in
I'm petrified oh so surprised
And just expect
This ends well, or else
This shall be
Our farewell
This can not hold
My all is in a shock.
Trying to purge some feelings out of myself
storm siren Aug 2016
My heart has been frozen through,
And now that you're letting it thaw,
I'm not sure how it will look like raw.

My heart was frozen through,
But that's coming all undone,
All because of you.

I've always held
A fiery spirit,
I've always been able to be
Ignited
Too easily.

Whether it be my temper,
My excitement,
Or my passion.

It's hard to reel in flames
When flames were never meant to be controlled
By mortal hands.

But I had thought
That no flames could touch
The ice within my heart,
Until I had taken note
Of the fire that burns in your eyes.

And finally,
I shiver as water pools in my rib cage,
And slivers and pours out from between my ribs.

My heart will thaw,
Fully and completely,
As your love and kindness
Has love me in awe.

As the ice drains though my bones,
Allow me to fill you with gentle warmth,
As I try to maintain
The flames I possess.

Fill me up
And make me whole
With the fire in your eyes.
I've noticed that with a "frozen" heart, it's difficult to trust anyone entirely. Luckily enough, I've fallen for someone who is able to melt the ice in my heart and bones (and also somehow able to withstand the fire that is me and my obsessive compulsive behavior).
Tehreem Aug 2016
Mr nice guy with big dreams
Do you know she is waking in tears?
You have a bright smile breaking the dark
Do you know you took her smile with you?
While you smoke your cigarettes at night
Do you know she has troubled breathing?
Your laughter wrecks the silence of speech
Do you know she can't fake a laughter?
The in heart your chest beats out hell's bells  
Do you her heart is frozen and ******?
Peacefully you sleep each night in warmth  of your bed
Do you know caught in cold sheets she is wide awake?
Nothing will ever be enough in your vision
Do you know how inadequate she is in her own sight?
Carved out of rock are your ****** eyes
Do you know she is your prisoner in demise?
Hold her hand and drag her to hell .
Tehreem Aug 2016
At his touch her beating heart turns to ice
Then he burned her like his last cigarette
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