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Maciej Miernik Oct 2022
Call it touchstone, cause I tinge you gold
Rub my face against your chest like a noble metal
If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t discern my value
I’m a diamond in the form of a petal

Tears of joy make the finest jewelry, so do the raindrops that dot my forehead, running home to ya.
I await the comfort of spring
Months pass as I blink
The fuller the moon, the more I seem to love ya.

A shoal of stars passes above Calabasas and the peaks that reach beyond
The Hollywood Hills is where I go
My life is a love song
I’m a diamond unburned by every storm

I’m running for my life from my life
I’m running home to ya

I bathe under the moon under stars
I don’t know what to say to ya

I don’t know what I’m feeling when I’m with ya
But one thing I know
Is that it feels good

So spin me ‘round in the ocean of galaxies
Twirl me now straight into your deepest fantasies
Call it even, cause I need it all
Call it touchstone, cause you tinge me gold.
First promotional poem off my sixth poetry collection “Touchstone”. For a special someone on a special day <3
𝙶𝙽𝙶 May 2022
𝙸 𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚖𝚎,
𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 "𝙸’𝚖 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢".
𝙸 𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢,
𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝙸’𝚖 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚕𝚢.

𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚖 𝙸 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕?
𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚖 𝙸 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚕?

𝙸’𝚖 𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚎,
𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚑, 𝙸'𝚖 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚎 𝚘𝚏𝚏.
𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎’𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚎,
𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠 ‘𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚠𝚎'𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏𝚏.

𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎?
𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚖 𝙸 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎?

𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐,
'𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞.
𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚍𝚘,
𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝙸’𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚘.

𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎.. 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗’𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎.

𝚂𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕!
𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎,
𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚢 𝚖𝚎.
𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜
©𝟸 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚘, snoW
Destiny C Jan 2022
The Hopeless Romantic...

You lust me,
But you love me not.

I want to know your deepest secrets, and the passions that make your heart soar.
I want your love so much..
oh so much,
that it brings me to the floor.

I want to sleep next to you,
and write sweet poems about you when I can't sleep through the night.

Then I want to read them to you,
while you're awake,
So you can hold me tight.

But instead you choose the other girl.
Because you always do.

You'll swipe up on my pictures,
and tell me sweet nothings you think I want to hear...
Lust after my body,
as if my mind wasn't here.

I'm the girl you lust after,
not the girl you love.

I'm a hopless romantic,
because I know i'll never find someone who loves me for me...
alexis Jul 2021
I picture your arms around me
Caressing my hair behind my ear
Oh what I would for you to really be here

I’d cross the seven seas just to see you smile
Just to feel your warm embrace I’d walk a hundred miles
Just to see you for a while those are the things I’d do
Because nothing, truly nothing, compares to seeing you
Claire Billings Feb 2021
A simple glance causing colors to dance
upon my pale cheeks

Your smile and wit full of nonchalance
leaving me stumbling for an adequate response,

to fully express the way I feel

But alas I'm left tongue-tied because I'm head over heels
I barely know you yet you fill my head constantly
Neha Patel Dec 2020
I hope you are the shore to my ocean...
I hope you are nepenthe to my pain...
I hope you are Christmas to my December...
I hope you are stardust to my universe...
I hope you are conscious to my subconscious..
I hope you are light to my darkness...
I hope you are evermore to my 2020...
I hope you are Nile to my Egypt....
Oh I hope you are me...
And I am you...
Cole Strangeee Oct 2020
i joked to a boy i slept with last night that i should come with a warning label.
Except in my case i would need packing slips of everything i have been through.
Every human thats left a mark on me has a story. every mark comes with a list of the things i have endured. the those who have endured which i have been through have put far more complications in my life than anyone would have anticipated.
That is what i am left with. anxious anticipation for the next shoe to drop, tree limb to fall, im never not looking over my shoulder anymore.
i wish i came with a ******* warning label
Nicolette Sep 2020
ineffable sorrow
in the grey skies
staring at love letters
stained with cherry wine

on the window sill
lies the white rose
a love not to last
on the floor, her clothes

clandestine tears
of a hopeless romantic
her naive heart
so easily enchanted

she's a liability
that none can take on
limerence fades
the light in his eyes, gone

failed expectations;
for she lives in a dream
holding on
to promises of serendipity

addicted to euphoria
to dilute her pain
watching tears fall
down the shower drain

nothing left now
so another drink she pours
then into a cab
only to be broken once more
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