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amber Oct 9
somberly standing
slowly sulking
stoic and sad
steadily swaying
sadly saturated
in sobriety
I, giraffe, stand long and tall,
Am I the tallest of you all?
I have such a long elegant neck,
I see above the crowds, by heck,
I can tower over you all,
I, giraffe, stand long and tall.
Feedback welcome.
North African English teachers
Are so rare in Peru;
However, I was sent right there
By the Erasmus - EU.


My adventures didn't even start
When I felt strong unease;
As if I was followed by some,
Some dark and unseen breeze.


My first day was ruined by a bite
Happened in the toilet;
I saw a shade in the mirror,
Then, some tooth and eyelet.


                    ---


On my first day I got injured
That was badly enough;
However, the first day kept me
A night just alike tough.


Knock-knock-knock I heard on my door,
The darkness was shallow;
Knock-knock without answer,
My guest was Diablo.


I'd been never superstitious,
Though, I believed in Jinns;
Just as I was a believer
Of many other things.


                    ---


Knock-knock-knock - for a hundred times,
As if my head was' door;
My fear' fulfilled with angriness,
I faced the corridor.


I got the door slowly ajar,
A black claw might me seize;
I snapped its hand and bring Quran,
"It's time to Exorcise!"


The demon tore the door crying,
Of Quranic verses;
The North African welcoming
Has no demon versus.
22.02.2018
missing you is the most difficult part
at night i lay in bed and cry
my mangled heart
it fills with melancholy
and it yearns for your love
i miss your eyes
and hearing your sighs in the night

i pull my car to the side of the road
i see the moons light through the grey clouds and i roll my window down to smell
the waters salt
my mind urges me to run to the water

I don't like the cold,
but the cold has always liked me
the cold entices me; just as you do
My mind urges me to run to you

my heart breaks
when i cant remember how you smell
Im feeling heavy
without your
strength
that lifts boulders off my shoulders

All I want is you
the stars don't seem to shine
as bright when you're away
my eyes burn from the tears
but i don't understand my emotions

I miss you
im sad
yet content

night invites my passion for you
my room is plenty warm
but shivers roll down my arms and back
i dont have the words
to describe
how bad it hurts to be in love with you.
Do you weep,
For those you ****?
Do you feel cold,
Without your second soul?
Skeleton,
In the house of the living.
It is like being dead,
But never being able to die.
Dissection,
On the surgeons table.
When you go,
will the dead pass me by?

You opened up.
The bee and the blooming flower bud.
Carnivore,
You slammed your petals shut.
Its mouth does not speak,
Therefore, its heart shall cease to beat?
Why does it matter to you?
It belongs to me.
I stole its air,
That makes it free.

Hung it from an umbilical cord,
Tied around a broken crescent moon.
Who knew that its home,
Would be the place to call its tomb.

Sang the carols of the needle man,
Now you hold a dead heart in your hand.
The air around screams ****** ******,
Seeing you through a blood-stained mirror.

A stranger wearing your skin.
Dead inside the home it made within.
A stranger wearing your skin.
Buried inside your human coffin.
She doesn't need her hair
To escape from his tower
She just needs to decide
To open the door and go
©LadyRavenhill 2019
Ineffable Sep 20
The world's not perfect,
Neither are we.
But the infinity we share,
Is as Perfect as it can be.
It's ok, we'll make it. Don't you worry :)


If you take too long to cook dinner,
everyone will just end up
eating cereal.


Even though I'm a kid, I do this all the time
III Sep 19
Did the self-encasing ice
Ever melt enough
To reach beyond,
So you
Stretch your tired fingers
In the cool spring air,
And flicker your eyes open
To the mid-morning mist,

Breathed in just shallow enough
To soothe that rain-like pit-pattering heart
And coo the aches of chilly soul,
Hushing the wisps of winter wither
Beyond the mind and somewhere thither.
Erian Sep 18
I have written these poems for so long
but now they just feel
forced
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