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Such is your beauty dear
That the black sky is brightened
by your glare
Armand-DeamoJC Sep 2018
Here I lay in my comfort composure
Listening to every rythm of my music
Removing my white earphone to listen
To listen to the beauty of nature raining
Picturing myself as a randrop falling; free
Picturing the placid movement of water
Moving as one, cold breeze and falling with heavy gravitational pull
Thinking back to when I'd lay in
comfort
Listening to every perfect beat of your heart
Concentrating on the whispers of your spirit
Being attentive to your chords as you release them
Piercing my mind, quaking
through my flesh
To simply un-wither that was even desintegrated
Your love circulating my veins
Simply
By speaking
Rippling accross my seams
Bolting through my body more
than any drug ever
Hanging me on your hook
Touring to the meadow in my
dreams
Conquering the battles in my
nightmares
Re-writing the words on my page
that is life
Then
After enough re-painting
Of my story
You started to un-write my book
Crossing the hearts
Tearing the written pages
Oh how I could only stand and
stare
Oh how all you did, difficultly
Glare
The whispers your soul gave
withered
Cleared and filléd my mind
vacant
Was I abandoned by your heart
So easily the welcoming door
Became an unbidden command
requested
This hour
Is when I play it back;
Remenisce about it
Laying alone, in discomfort
Listening to no beats
Not even one of my own
Then I close my eyes violently
Shoving back the emotion
To silently replay those words
I love you
Always
Crashing down
Bolting tar through my body
Poisoning my mind
Rippling through my veins
That same poison
Is what I use
To **** inside me
What demons creep
See the story has a twist
What I feared most
What demons I feared even more
Is exactly what I became
The poison inside me
Crisply ogling at me
Inside the cage
Compresséd
Inside what
We call a
Mirror
A very long poem yes I know, if you read this far thank you. It's 03:26 and I just think back to the best days of my life
Pyrrha Sep 2018
Stress consumes your mind like fire in a forest
It ignites the anger inside to arise as smoke clouds around your eyes
In this moment you are so horribly enraged,
So terribly uncomfortable inside and out,
That you can't control your actions, your words, or the way you feel
You snap, you glare, you place the blame
Once you calm down you realize you are only angry at yourself
And the anger is replaced by regret and fatigue
You're tired of this cycle
Tired of feeling so out of control
This is what stress does
It eats you apart from the pit of your stomach and only consumes more and more till it reaches your mind and you are entirely taken apart
Like the string on an old sweater stress frays the steadiness you contain
Mystic Ink Plus Jul 2018
Look
I take out
The spectacles

Now
I will see
How the world looks like
Through your eyes

I want to see
What you see
Near and Far
Even broader

Where faith lies
Genre: Spiritual Inspirational
Theme: Close Eyes Of Buddha
Elmo Cross May 2018
How peculiar is it for me
To have a weakness like thee
Your eyes in which you use to stare
Oh it's a thing I will never bear

Whenever you look into my eyes
I can't help but to 'sigh'
For your face is so lovely
And your eyes, oh they're so pretty

While you talk and stare
I wish I could memorize that glare
For everytime our eyes connect
I can only say: "Darling, you're so perfect."

I believe that your eyes stole the stars
For the stare of your eyes overpowers my scars
How I wish this would never end
That staring of your eyes so gemmed

That's why look into my eyes
So that I can see the stars in the sky
Never leave me and please don't leave my sight
For you are my world and my ever source of light
Believe me or not, when you look at me, I always feel butterflies in my stomach.
chloe Mar 2018
∞ ∞ ∞

everyone despises of
the ******* cat, as it yells
across the forest as a 3 year
old would do.

he writes his stories on stolen
leaves of the lonely pine tree.
shaking awake the jungle as it
sleeps into the whispering wind.

he struts down the moss carpet
as no one else would do
the trees even give a glare
as sharp as his claws.

everyone despises of the ******* cat

∞ ∞ ∞
i created him for your inner soul. love him tenderly
writer omsy Dec 2017
Straight at the stars
She stared in this beautiful night
The constellation reflected
In her glowing eyes
I believe I’m alive for you
For this glare every night
Early in the morning
When the sun touches her skin
I stare at her beauty
Just like her at every night
At the different stars
Shooting across the sky
Let me wish this forever
Let me hold your hands
I don’t mind the downs
Let me give my life to you
And millions of kisses
On those rose petals
On your rose cheeks
You're so beautiful darling
Poetic T Nov 2017
The sun smiles,
yet it's glare
is colder now.

It sets before
I really rise,
but I feel its glare.
Doris Sep 2017
When we first talked I remember his look.       He saw right through me

And that’s what he took

Smells thick, heavy like mulch beneath 

I knew then

This is Fearless hunting the lamb

And there it all began

Jump without looking into the depths

Run into his arms 

Into his story

His dream 

His land

Ocean rising and pulling from the shores
Up in the clouds, filling the air

Fueling the eye that would not spare
  
Destroyed sobs heard the silent screams of despair

And it was then he did not care.

He stood, tall and proud and I the glare
The ghost chewed eaten discarded 

Stalked, chased and charmed; capture a beauty for his arm,

Release and dangle close for treats

This lasted for months and weeks

The tune never changed

The hum jolting up right

The beast no longer hungry

As he’d been fed

Stuffed like a coward on his king like bed,
who else knew these sheets, lies, loves in ****.

Eats for two, awaiting the fight, his song loud like the ego he bore

Until I faded

A glare…No more.
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