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B Sonia K Mar 2019
Fortified with a lust for life
Twirling in this velvety taste of wine
Compressed in between squeezing bodies
On a fast pace through this rough road

Strange entanglements unraveling
Unbridled thoughts ceased in synchronicity
Captured in this twist of fate
Surrounded by unaligned thoughts
Moving in opposite directions

Together, our thoughts we amassed,
Lost in retrospect,
Minds occupied with past journeys
Travails we overcame,
Swimming through muddy waters
Our dreams almost blinded us

Absorbed into ever-glowing possibilities
A push, pull or spiral
Some to revealing lascivious desires
Previously dampened by propriety

Choices made and yet unmade
With unpredictable certainties
Picking up piece by piece
Dreams broken
And ideas torn in shreds
Lounging around in incalculable distance
In the aftermath of explosive criticisms

Drenched in the scent of maturity
Gold passes through fire
And we come out whole
An upsurge of determination
Aligned with our creative juice
And may the best ideas win.
Matthew Feb 2019
You take the box
and strike a match against your skin
The flames seeming to clean your
old wounds.
You don't notice your scorched red skin
and broken fingers.
As you take another,
I hear the match against your flesh
Your heavy breathing,
your shaking hands,
and rigid smile.
You enjoy this pain
much more
Don't you
Matthew Feb 2019
You are so naive
so innocent
yet
is it that innocence
that makes me
love
what you do?
An idealized recreation of
myself.
that's what I made you.
Ditte Jakobsen Feb 2019
every day, I fall in love
with places
I WANT TO go
with ideas
I WANT TO try
with people
I WANT TO know
I fall in love, every day
hoping that one day
"I want to"
will turn into
"I got to"
Matthew Feb 2019
The stories of girls getting a prince to sweep them off their feet
was all I needed to search for him
asking the boys if
they were my one and only
Until, one day I got a yes
, but he wasn't the one
And as the years went by I gave up hope
Until, the princess walked up to me
her frilly golden curls
and sea blue eyes
sang songs of true love
she swiped the floor from under me
and came in for a kiss.
Now joined by the heart
After the royal wedding.
Matthew Feb 2019
d
o
w
n

she goes
falling
and
stabbed
   b    y   her
jagged mistakes
cutting open the skin
and watching the blood
drip
down her
blue skirt
the ground is getting
closer.
She looking toward her painful
future
with
wide open eyes
hands together
nodding
praying for the water to run gold
someone else to grab her away
miracles
are gone
or
never existed

ground
Grace under pressure
Matthew Feb 2019
I swing through the trees
sing to the bees
give strength to the weak
am there when most bleak


Who Am I?


You are easy
You are simply somebody who sold their eyes
For a wooden mask
One who is no longer themselves
You are not human,
but worse
You are...
BIG GAY
Matthew Feb 2019
You can't act like love is some trophy
to be won and earned
through adversity.

Love is shared
between
people

the
gifts
of
the

m
u
t
u
a
l
Jo Barber Feb 2019
The blinking cursor
forever fading in and out,
mocking me
for my inability to create.
The words don't come
as they once did.
Blink. Blink.
It's daring me not
to stop typing,
so I don't.
Words flow.
Ideas flow.

Who can tell if any of it
is any good anymore?
Matthew Feb 2019
I guess I love the way
you listen with your lips

I guess I love the way
we live inside our dreams

You take away the tears
With one insignificant laugh

One look at us
in the lazy afternoon hue
I know why I'm with you

Why am I so hesitant to accept your lips and laugh?
To run away in your eyes
full of sunlight

Because my pupils never grow
You might be blinded by the light.
Because I see storm clouds
It is raining,
drops of
my blue
tears.
Something just A thought.
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