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Butterflies feeling
A sparkle so daring
A flame so strong
What went wrong , what went wrong.

Laughters of excitement
My soul's best treatment
Lips locked in kisses
A spell from the witches

Titanic and convulsive hugs
Feeling high on passion's drugs
Longing eachother
Be with you I'd rather

A love that bloomed so wide
Where is it now, is it in hide?
Its slipping, its withering away
Loosing my grip can't let it stay

Butterflies feeling
A sparkle so daring
A flame so strong
What went wrong , what went wrong.
When lightning has taken your eyes
And you feel like falling rain
With thunder just yelling your name
I can wait inside with you
As we wait for a brighter view

And when every tear
has had it's chance
To warm up to the day
from their blade of grass
The sun will pick them up
And we will be on our way
Dew dew dew
Cause It's a brand new day
Erika Aug 4
it is nearly midnight

and I see her

in all of her elegance

dancing through the trees,

calling me to her.

she radiates,

glows with a light so pure

so ethereal

I almost weep

for what did I do

to deserve the treasure

that is

the moon
I was outside earlier, and I swear the moon was a little brighter. It caused my imagination to run wild, but I’m satisfied with the result.
Lyn-Purcell Aug 1

Integrity is a virtue that is a choice to learn and uphold,
Not something that we are born with


I shouldve posted this back in July but here we are...
This is something that has been weighing on my heart really...
I've honestly made strides to be a better person with better integrity in life.
I have made alot of mistakes in my life...
And there are times where I dont even feel worthy or deserving to be wordsmith. As much as I practice my craft, I always feel like I truly dont deserve the blessings I have when I think of past mistakes.
As I get older, it's really dawned on me the magnitude of my bad choices.
And I do want to work towards being a better individual.
I really fear the day where one of my bad choices will cost me all I love dearly, because now I truly understand and appreciative the writing craft as well as art in general. I've vowed to start again, I'm reading and relearning from the greats and more artists what it means to be an artist.
This one is for you, Cessna.
I made such an injustice towards you and no words can express my deepest sorrows. But know that I own up to my mistakes, my bad choice and i have learned from the very beginning again. I'm becoming more relentless in studying the written word.
I truly want to begin again...
I may not deserve such forgiveness but I wanted to make it know at least.
I'm truly sorry.
I'll keep working on myself and keep moving forward.
Robin Green Jul 30
To hear his voice my body reacts
It starts to tingle as a matter of fact
I crave to once again  be held in his arms
To feel his protection from any harm
When I hear from him my mood is at its best
My heart starts thumping in my chest
To feel his touch starts my desire
When he kisses me I feel on fire
Oh yes I do start to tingle
Ready for our bodies to mingle
He is always gentle loving caring and kind
We touch each others heart body soul and mind
I know in my life I want him to stay
For I love this amazing man in every way!
Cj Jun 23
Why did you decide today
To bring that up
I thought I had apologized and we had made-up
All I want from you and for me
Is to speak with civility
I dont like to raise my volume
Just to feel like I've been heard
What ever happened to being grown-up
We do not disagree
So why are we yelling
You complain to my face
Say my friends they lack grace
That I am too flighty
You say you just want a rock
To hold you down and be your anchor

I sit deep in thought and lay out a plan
As your man I cannot be your rock
For rocks sit still and degrade
But your mighty oak I will be
For they are anchors
But they are ever-growing as I plan to be
kolsmusing Jun 15
earnestly pray
for what your heart wants
and patiently wait
for it to be granted
He looked at me
I wasn't sure what his eyes were saying
In my heart I was praying
But I didn't know what was happening
Are you lost? I wasn't sure
I couldn't remember what I was doing it for
I hope it was worth it
The sweat, tears and blood
He looked at me and said,
"Child you worry too much"

Maybe you're right
Maybe that's the point of this dark night
That you were in it with me the whole time
You were glorious and I fell short
He looked at me and said,
"Child that's what my love is for"
Cj Jun 10
Her
To be frank I would do anything for you
I aspire to be the man that you desire
I know there are other fish in the sea
Yet I dont feel like they are for me
I want to hold you and kiss you
To be bare and intimate
Like lovers do
To create a love so strong
It is it's own work of art

How do I tell you in as many words
That I am faithful honest and sincere
When I say that you're the one
My dear I wish you believed me
You look in a mirror and see no value
Yet you speak to me and I am inspired
Like the women of history and mythology
You have the potential to change the world

You are a gem of incalculable worth
Who's been wrongly valued since birth
I wish to show you from my perspective
The raw beauty and allure I am seeing
The way I see so much potential
Exponential growth from you is expected
You see your past and name yourself it
At the same time you walk away from it
It wounds me deeply that this is true to you
For what is there for me to do for you?
You do not believe me
When I speak honestly and true
My words sincere, spoken with pure heart
My mind on my sleeve I bare it to you
This is what I think of you
One of many poems I've written, this one was inspired by a woman I am seeing
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