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stopdoopy Feb 2019
to leave little stains on your cheeks with my lipstick

to see how good you look marked up

your perfume upon my breath

so everyone knows who I'm with

tight hugs

slow dances

nights in autumn

cuddled up

just me and you angel

having a good time
Pain or pleasure?
A poison picked,
A moment missed.

Ingested,
Until you're sick.

Every measure,
Enticed so quick.

Embraced,
Brick by brick.

Oh,
Hugs of concrete.
I'm drunk
Just Alex Aug 2018
Eyes see
Stares lock
Yours to mine
Mine to yours
Hearts flutter
Beat like drums
We aim ourselves
We begin to run
Time dilates
It seems to stop
Yet you are closer
I can´t wait anymore
And in that moment
The distance is null
We embrace eachother
We share in our warmths...
...
...
...
Words fail me...
Where to begin?
I call myself a poet? Huh
I wish
Would a poet lose his words?
His inspiration fade?
Would his pen run dry?
Are my hands so afraid ?
And yet
Nothing else matters
I can only feel
How the ice shatters
The glow, the heat
It sparks life anew
It gives me hope again
The closer I get to you
I tried to make a sweet poem, and played around with the composition of the poem itself, it´s not much, but you gotta start somewhere. Regardless I hope you guys like it!
While they noticed the stretch of kohl in her eyes,
I could see a pacific of emotions trapped.
While they admired her blushing cheeks,
I could read the paleness she painted red.
While they were going gaga over her smirk,
I could fathom the depth of pain that debarred a hearty gale.
While they were lured by the cascade of her hair when she unscrewed the bun,
I could feel the onus of the tantrums she wanted to turf out.
While they were hypnotized by her mesmeric curves,
I was stunned by the withstanding efficacy of such a fragile body.
While they adored her attire and scarves,
I could trace the bruises she carried with poise.
While they were hung up by the glory of her face,
I could do no help but ride out at the scars she concealed with sprightliness which was the most beautiful thing my eyes could ever have a view of and it left me dazed...
And my mouth wide opened.
-Aparajita Tripathi
deadwood Jul 2018
Does anyone want a hug?
Like a really good cuddle.
I've just really felt so alone these days,
And I doubt I'd be okay.

I guess I just want someone to stay,
Stay even 20 seconds of a day.
Because I badly want a hug...
Does anyone want a hug?
I'm just so done with the gravity of my failures in school these past days. I haven't even gotten quality time with my friends
Hannah Christina Jul 2018
Having the sudden urge to hug someone, but restraining yourself because you don't know hour they would react.
Making this series a thing, introducing feelings and defining the by the scenarios they come from.  I'm in between using loquacious dictionary language and putting things simply.
We used to stay up 'till 12 to communicate
Sacrifices were made to be together
There was no need to elaborate
Our common endeavour

Love was sleek
Love was tangible
It was never like hide and seek
Where we couldn't see each other anymore

My hugs satisfied you
Your touch satisfied me
I was in front of the que
Of being in the heart I wanted to be

A stray eye
Was never unintended
rey Jun 2018
I’m tired of being alone,
Letting myself fall back into depression.
Sometimes I wish somebody
Would love me.

My family is great,
But they don’t realize my pain.
I wish somebody
Would miss me.

I feel sad.
I need someone to care,
Or pretend to, at least.
Please?

Maybe it’s a “phase”
Maybe one day I won’t be lonely.
That one day, someone, who cares,
Will be brave enough to hug me.

Could someone possibly tell me,
I’m all they’ve ever wanted?
Tell me I’m gorgeous,
And say I’m the only person,
Perfect enough for them?

Not now at least.
Probably never.
Could be close.
I’m not sure.

Maybe someone will adore me,
As much as I adore them.
Hopefully, they won’t have
To pretend.

© Regan
I need hope.
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