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Daisy
My Daisy
Please help me to face me
The ache is incomplete
When you don’t talk to me
Please my daisy
Grab me
And taste me
Show me the self
I’ve been hiding
Daisy
My sweet perfume
Put the dagger in my heart
And push me to the edge
So I can see the darkness
One last time
I feel  your tears talking to me softly
While you drink my thoughts
Stay with me and heal
My torturous mind
I have an ego that despises
Anything natural
But you seem like the only thing
Nature ever taught me
You feed me
You starve me
You **** me
You resurrect me
I wish you hated me
Then you could also love me
Be my metaphor
And correct my existence
Make me unnatural
You devious poison
Drink every last drop of me
And let me be devoured by
Your incorrections
And I’ll give you my flowers
And my costumes
My marionettes
And my muses
The helpless breath I exhale
When you stare at me
While I exasperate
consuming your adoration
Oh Daisy
I’m  sorry for my tiring existence
Please long for my alteration
Long that I’m a narcissist
Shout at me
Make me cry
Let me be the one
That will take your life
Become the winter
I live in
And the spring I’ll never meet
Daisy you make me ill
Be a star and I’ll turn into your dust
Be a siren and entangle me with your song
Be the concept of time and I’ll make sure
To travel around your numbers to confuse you
Be space and I’ll create innumerable dimensions
To endanger your stability
Be a ghost and I’ll be the psyche you left behind to haunt you
Let me be insufferable
Please hate me, Daisy
Please lie to me and tell me you hate me
Make me your friend
And be my muse
Be my friend
Make me your muse
Spring tears into our eyes
As if we saw our worlds begin
After the summers we protected






We’ll be nothing more than memories
To an invented chaos
The spells we put upon our unhealed obsessions
To make them immortal
How immoral of us
To believe that love like ours
Could defeat the hatred we would draw towards each other
My little daisy
We’re bad people
We crave for desperation
We argue with the mornings
Because they’re too exhaustive for our hollow night blinded minds
Dance with me one last time
As the light we both hate showers us with
Desire
We lost the love in the night
Desire Daisy
Dance with me in the deathly reality of ours
And do as I plead
And I’ll do as you order
Daisy
I imagine this poem as a love letter from a vampire to his lover, experiencing unreciprocated love because they're physically and mentally hurting each other. On the other hand it's just a poem showing how humans view love as a painful and self harming, addicting feeling they cannot escape
Cut the Music, let the Nights play –
Resting my mind in the tune of Your sweet voice
Cushions and songs; the city lights Purr
Always so Curious about what happens in its
Streets – like a cat at any twitching thing
          
As I searched for the key to all her lost dreams;
Tears in their place, those Girls lost in city streets
The Room was messy, a light bulb barely flickered
In the dark nobody sees your tears, Your forced smiles
Yet, we always know that silhouette touch of a body

Sadly, curiosity seduced Me; loneliness consumed Me
Gentle perfume pulled me inside, to Sweetened eyes
My cold heart was Searching, that it sank in warm music
Under the Canopy shade of covered sheets, vowing never
To leave –
HER
Friends to lovers.
Lovers to nothing.

I remember the days you craved hearing my voice on your line.
Obsessed doesn't seem strong enough.
I would answer every time.
Completely gone over you.

But my voice was not enough,
Wasn't long before you needed my time.
My lips, my body, my touch.
I would give it every time.

I'm empty now, I gave it all to you.
Funny, now you don't want it.
Give it back, I need it for someone new.
She deserves this energy, that care.

She needs it, I see it in her stare.
This is a poem about giving yourself the energy and time you would to a partner. Love you first.
Renan 4d
Knock knock

Who's There?

It’s Lust

What do you want from me?

I want you to have *** with your girlfriend,
the one that you are cuddling right now
Ravage her body
And make sure her thou

Why would I do so?
Respect to her I owe

All your friends have done it,
Why should you be any different?
They laugh behind your back
Don’t you see it’s urgent?

Why does it matter what my friends have done?
Their mistake is theirs alone

You are already 17,
It's about time you became a real man
You're already late
You should do it while you can

I’m only 17, there is no need to rush
The time will be right, with rings, rice, and such

It will feel good
Why must you wait?
You could have her right now
Your carnal desires you should sate

My desires don’t rule me
Patience is key

Why do you hesitate?
Do you not love her?
Do you not find her attractive?
Her body is yours to conquer

I do love her
So what we have I will not taint
I’ll wait until the time is right
And for us, I will show restraint

Why do you not fall into temptation?
What keeps you so strong in your station?

I’m guided by the Lord
Begone Lust
Return to Hell
Return my peace, and become dust
Major rework after a horrendous first draft
Renan 4d
My mind is a crystal-clear pond
All the dirt has settled at it’s depths

Because from lust and sin, I’ve run away
And oh so far I’ve tried to stay

But you’ve jumped in the pond
And stirred it’s waters

What was clear is now muddled
And lust is back, at full throttle
The idea behind this poem was:
Love is chaotic, and it takes away your peace.
His lust used to cut me deep,
Raw and rare with flesh inside.
Draining his soul all to seep,
Until hearts left broken, cried.
We used to be best of things,
Days met, happier ever.
The beauty of all life sings,
Making shared times so clever.
So what happens when we’re grazed,
Too entangled in our den?
Razor sharp as we are raised,
Lived to tell life as sin?
Never wanting to confess,
Our lust and love a mess.
Definitions of Dreams & Things XVI. Poem 7.
cash Jan 14
Take a hard look in the mirror before you go

Fix your hair, touch up your lips, is your eyeliner even?

Take a deep breath and remember that you’re here to put on a show

I’ll go with the long dress and boots, something that makes me feel my best

After all, lord knows how eager I am to pass this test

He told me to meet him at my least favorite bar

He’ll never know I hate it though, if we even get that far

I’ll bat my eyes and flip my hair

I can treat treat him better than all the other girls, unlike them, I actually care

I’ll even show him the way I can tie a knot with the stem of the cherry

Then maybe, just maybe, I’ll be the girl he wants to marry
Kalliope Jan 17
The feeling of safety, a net that you've woven, a thoughtful connection with a person you've chosen.
And though you were fine, and you gave up on yearning, his charm was unmatched, your affections he was earning.
Never were you bitter about being alone,
Look at you now, hand glued to your phone.
He was a kind man, a soft man, not mean,
And that's why it hurts worse that it's not meant to be.
The worst part about meeting someone after you've established being content being alone, is getting reacquainted with the loneliness when they're gone.
Kalliope Jan 16
I want something sweet on the tip of my tongue,
a strawberry, some coolwhip, and coconut ***
I need it to send dopamine to my brain,
I want to stop laying here, going insane
Ice cream and syrup and sprinkles could do,
But after it all,
I'm still craving you.
Salted caramel cheesecake,
This separation's hard to take,
Peanutbutter French toast,
You are what I crave the most.
Kalliope Jan 15
I was made of fabric
Hair like silk framing my face
Naive eyes looking every which way
And through rough palms
I was strung along
And changed into tattered lace

I was made of leather
Firm but flexible
Looking for pleasure
I thought I knew better,
Had found the right way
I had to learn it hurts just as bad
To bend but not break

I am made of steel
Solid and sturdy, I don't have to feel
I can keep myself safe
It's okay to be alone at the end of the day
I built myself up, I filled my own cracks
It haunts my heart to think of my reckless past
You turned me into glass
A kaleidoscope heart
On display for your art
And I don't know how to revert back
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