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Clouded May 2015
Your nickname is cotton
Your lips are pea sweet
Your back is so soft and your eyes are tea leaves, and then when I kiss them it suffocates me, for your beauty's so delicate that I can hardly breathe.
Estherzz21 Apr 2015
Hush hush, my lullaby, singing in that deep dark night;
Let the rave, let the rage, let the raven flee away;
In the dusk, out of dawn, where the lights break, no sun shine
In euphoria, to smile, to hide, to be.

*Bon Nuit
Let darkness be comfort,
to flee in glee,
I bid you Adieu
Bon Nuit, Good Night.
ms reluctance Apr 2015
A savage storm has laid siege to the night.
But I am warm and cozy in my bed.
Finally, I can get some sleep tonight;
the thunder drowns the white noise in my head.

Lightning flashes and my eyelids turn red.
And yet I feel the blessed heaviness
guide me slowly into vast nothingness.
NaPoWriMo Day #17
Poetry form: Rhyme Royal
Nicole Ashley Apr 2015
I'll float in space alone
And *
stare at the world
from above
Among the twinkling lights
I'll sit on the moon
It'll be cold and quiet
And lonely but peaceful..
No breeze
No sound
Not even my own thoughts
Would disturb me
I'd stare at the world and remember the little things
The things that gave me life
The people that would miss me
But who am I kidding?
No one would

When I'm done with goodbyes
When I'm done with my tears
I'll fall off the edge
So no one can hear
There would be a place waiting
My love ones of the deceased
All waiting for me..
I'll cry tears of joy and look back one more time
I hope I was loved..

Then into a field of grass and the trees
Magnificent cliffs at the beach of bliss
The wind in my hair and blue skies above
I'll grow wings and fly with bravery
Bravery I've always wanted
With a heart of fired passion
Just as smooth as watery ice
I'll spark light in your days
With all my eccentric ways

A single cloud resting away
This place does what it may
The light of the sun, dancing with warmth on my skin
It tickles me down...
Down to the ground
Into the ground

My tears become rapids
They follow the creek
I think of fireflies and ghosts
And trains and bus seats
And car rides and laughter
So much laughter
And music so lovely
All it is
A lullaby
That taps me to sleep
And when I am calm
When I close my eyes for the last time
I hope you remember I **smiled
mademoiselle Mar 2015
The lullaby you sung felt like something more than home. It felt like I was a part of that lullaby; like I was that lullaby you sung because flowers started blooming when I walked while you were singing and I was humming.
WickedHope Mar 2015
I miss you
But I can't miss you
If I miss you
You win
Or I lose
Or something
And I keep losing
I keep breaking
I'm tired
So very tired
I wish I could sleep
But insomniacs don't sleep
When they throw away their
Lullabies
Seals have it easy.

You were my lullaby.
- - -
Sarah Michelle Mar 2015
Don't leave me loving you
Here alone
***** my finger, at least,
and lull me to sleep
before you go.
Imagining what it'd be like to arrive home after a date.
Lux Capacitor Mar 2015
You wanna know what it's like
to be a rebel?
You wanna know what it's like
outside the salt circle
looking in?
I tell you what, I'm not dancing
as much as flailing.
Fitting enough, I am crashing
again the closer
that I get.
You wanna know what it's like
to be the other?
You wanna know what it's like
to live as if you were
not dead but
wholly aware
in stasis?
Holy stasis,
what is it like
to be alive
unmoving
and empty,
dry of passion?
I better tell
this bitter truth,
that being you
isn't worth
half the strength
you generate.

I tell you what, I'm not dancing
as much as flailing.
Fitting enough, I am crashing
again the closer
that I get.
You wanna know what it's like
to be the other?
You wanna know what it's like
to live as if you were
not dead but
wholly aware?
I would trade wealth
and mental health
for just a touch
of the sand
containing
what has gone lost.

Just a touch,
I want your hand.

What's it like to be the metronome?
I tell you what,
I dance a lot.
ARI Mar 2015
My perfect lullaby
in liquid form.

-ARI
Noor Mar 2015
Hush little baby, not a smile is shown
A poet is going to write you your own favorite poem

If that poem won’t rhyme
Don’t you cry, it’s not a crime

Why would a baby want a diamond ring?
They would be happy if you just dance and sing

What’s there to see with a looking glass?
Everything you’ve ever loved will never last

The only thing that will break is your heart
Might as well give up now and fall apart

Baby, do you want a cart and bull?
Nothing will make that emptiness full

Rover will die, and then you’ll cry
Everyone eventually will, including you and I

Your horse and cart will fall down
As well as your dreams, shattering all over town.
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