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Styles May 2016
I want you,
and want to,
kiss your lips like,
like they were my own two.
make waves of emotion
wash over you,
like a am you.
like one plus one,
equals me and you,
I can feel it in my soul
until our souls mate,
we are not whole.
Styles May 2016
Don't let your heart,
destroy you.
Devin Ortiz May 2016
I told her I was synthetic
A quick rebudle claimed
This was impossible, as
                
      I HAD EMOTIONS

Words have a way with my mind
They weave webs, twist and turn
Unwravelling to their roots
Then winding back into thoughts

I replied,
           How does one have an emotion?
           Are they something to be owned?
           Is it a possession to hold dear?

Anger and hatred can be harbored
In the hearts of the unfulfilled
But sunshine and a smile can,
Send such things fleeting

So to answer the question
Do I have emotion?

I understand the idea
I illustrate them with words
And words you know have emotion
The ink never lets them go.
Styles May 2016
There is love.
There is hate.
There is wrong.
There is right.
Then there is life.
  
-- Fact
she stay awake but the giant want her to sleep
the sun has already rising and get high in the earth
an arrow through to her chest
get the red suit in her heart
maybe she's death because she's not moving at all
the anger of the giant obsess in the cage
the animals runaway and hide
he said "so here i go again, losing her again"

seven dwarfs who walk around the cage heard
and one by one coming close to the cage
they shock and cry because they knew the girl
the giant said "im sorry, i cant protect her"
the dwarfs understand and said to the giant
they little bit screaming "its okay, she's runaway from our home because she feel no one looking at her.
so she coming to you who can look after her"

that case make the dwarfs and the giant get along
thanks to you snow white and rest in peace
your kindness would always remembered
Styles May 2016
I remember when we would fight,
night after night.
Saying mean things,
doing things that weren't right.
Spewing venom that was out of sight
Such a shame....
So ******* lame....
Got so bad, I wanted to be by myself.
Got so nasty, we were bad for each others health.
Ended up walking away, and becoming someone else.
Leaving the past in the past,
Treating the present as its wealth.
I don't rely on anyone, but myself
I might not be picture perfect,
But if ******* worth it.
You just don't deserve it.
The love was good until the real pain surfaced.
luckily, for me - everything that happens, has a purpose.
Styles May 2016
It's strange how you can be at the right,
place at the right time,
winning the right races, crossing the right lines.
and still get left feeling out of place every-single-time.
You feel like you are doing the right thing.
but something is off, deep inside.
Your heart and your mind don't coincide  
standing-up for the right thing,
but end up face-flat on your other side.  
these curves ***** that life flings
it takes us for a swing every time.
Isn't it something,
put everything on the line,
seconds later, you have nothing -
like never mind.
Trying to be more than you can be
but you never incline.
Playing the game of life,
a few bases behind.
Entropy is not decay.
It's the platform of the
present day.
For all that disorder,
is what lead us here.
It's what we name
change when it's
change we fear.
Styles May 2016
Strange,


Why does my heart,


always,

overpower my thoughts?
Angie S May 2016
i let my mind rest on the idea of you
and a four hour car ride became four minutes
it lingered on the sound of your voice
and the shape of your smile
and the rim of your glasses
and wondered if you lingered
even a little bit,
on the idea of me
or if i’m just imagining us both
humming on the same pitch
i dont really know you well
i can count the words we’ve exchanged on my fingers
and you always said the first ones
i know half the things i’ve thought of you
might not even be somewhat true
there’s only so much i knew and the rest
i’m pretty sure i just construed
so hey,
if you don’t mind,
tell me the little things about you…
rather than an idea, i’d like it if you were
a reality
I thought about someone for a little bit and this was the product of that. But uh, I don't really like them that way...
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