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Leo Janowick Mar 2019
I am here.
Sitting on the warm sand,
while the summer breeze
blows on my face.
I look at the sea's waves
wishing that I could be
just a small drop of salted
water.
A drop which would travel
slowly from the sea's lap
through the ocean and
would get right next to
you.
And then just like a
mermaid casted out of a
fairy tale, I would rise from
the ocean's deep embrace
and transform into the
woman, who you crave to
hold in your arms.
Your unique love.
Your special muse...
Yuki Feb 2019
The Little Mermaid gave up
her voice so as to be near
her beloved prince and
that’s how little girls
are taught from the
earliest age that
as women the price
to pay for love will
always be their silence.
Gemma Jan 2019
I  attempted skinny dipping once. I was on a beautiful beach, with a former lover. I had a concoction of colourful cocktails coursing through me, too many that I couldn’t have completed that sentence, at the time, if I had tried!

I felt good, amazing even! I giggled and skipped, I breathed in the warm air, I glided towards the sea, I could smell the air getting saltier by the second, I could taste the ocean.

As I pulled at them, my clothes left me, They fell away with grace and floated off into the night. I am so feminine so free I thought! I almost felt as if when I reached the shore line my legs would leave me, a beautiful tail would form!

I would be a mermaid, I would dive in and it would be magic, I would splash and laugh, the moonlight would dance on the water, making my hair sparkle! I would glance back at the land and at my love, he would be raw with emotion, sad for my leaving, wonderment for the sensual, ****** siren I had become!!

Instead.

On the way to the water, I kicked a small rock, fell to the floor like a sack of bricks and let out a noise I can only describe as a deep and gutteral mechanical whine.

As I lay there, disheveled and naked on the sand I could hear in the distance, the heavy laughter of my lover.

I gained some bruising, I lost a toenail and my dignity.

I havent attempted skinny dipping since.
Poetic T Jan 2019
Woeful of our wishes that fall
               on the shores of despair.

             We may walk, but we will never run.


But only fall into the sea
           of discontent.

Never realising
                                                that we never left
and drowned in our own misguided dreams.
Azulverde Dec 2018
how does the brain of a mermaid look like?
not like mine
not like mine
invisible like me
                    I can't become a myth
I want to escape
                    become a lost child again, an orphan by choice
I want to erase it all
                    even the dreams I never had
reality took me everything
reality is not everything
between my ego and my fears
I'm just invisible
I can't look past others
I can't look back
I thought my heart would save me
                    but he came with me
I thought we would be good together
                    but he is just as ******* lost as I am
Kyra Nov 2018
I think the ocean was the true lurer to death

And sirens were just the women who followed the oceans song

And embraced Poseidon’s crushing love

~k.hem
Luzita Pomé Oct 2018
Soft melodies of the deep sea echo
Moonlight dances on my pretty scales
And icy bubbles whirl under my chest
Through my slippery hair
And down into my lungs to clear the way for overflowing foam
Laughter splashes behind my lips as my anticipation rises
Waiting for a night of twisted fairy-tales and uncalled for surprises.

Shimmering bodies swarm in spirals
Grinding in unison with the waves crashing at the surface
We're anxious for overflowing foam and hidden treasures
Purple light pierces the dark like shards of crystals
Casting a ghostly shade on bulbous faces
Pressure rises as each wave surges
Whirlpools of hot breath suffocate our gills
But the sidelines are shallow
And stragglers float motionless

Hair like seaweed at the nape of his neck
Unbuttoned linen soaked and dripping
Her hollow eyes glow green
Like the jelly orbs of a fish under florescent lights
She’s pressed against a boy who has hooks for fins
Searching for the parts that are edible
Tender, Scale-less, Slippery
Nothing wrong with being the catch of the day
Right?

Bubbles rise and pop as the last melodies drown
Schools of us are begging for shiny hooks and bad decisions
A handsome boy has been smiling all the while
He’s caught in a fisherman’s net
Craving salty lips and the spell to make him a man
But fisherman don't care for little mermaids
With hearts like sea glass and no hidden treasures to steal

Sweaty fins splash and cheer
The fishbowl shatters
Sea glass spills out onto sand
We squirm and flop onto land
Gasping without air to breathe
As our mouths and ***** thoughts dry in the sun
Leaving behind fresh meat without mouths to feed.

Rainbow confetti was stuck in the grooves of my scales
Wet clothes left on the floor of a steamy bathroom
Gasping and moaning into tile
With the face of a handsome stranger
Because this meat shouldn't go to waste
And I'm drunken with desperation
For overflowing foam, jewels, and shiny hooks
But I'm just another fish in the sea
Tumbling in the waves with my rainbow confetti scales.
A school dance
Emma Oct 2018
I am a floating mermaid
I understand how my skin combines with the ocean's wavy blade
I say the rhythms of the water's silence
I dream of a damp defiance
I try to float afloat
I hope not to feel the rising bubbles in my throat
I am blue like the tail of a mermaid
A poem I made on Tuesday, about someone drowning and pretending that they're a mermaid to make light of their upcoming death. Idk why my poems are about drowning and/or depression lately.
Ariel Sep 2018
This hand I did not ask for
Came out of the shadows
Grabbing my hand abruptly one morning
Pulling me out of the comfort of my bed
And into the depths of the ocean
I panicked and chocked
I could not breathe
It was so dark and cold

But then a ray of light creeped in
Flushing me with warmth
I saw your face
Your eyes told me and I believed
I am a beautiful mermaid
swimming in a sea of love
Free from fear and pain

Our fingers intertwined
The deeper we go the lighter I feel
The brighter it all becomes
This is my home
Yet I never noticed
How beautiful it all is

I open my eyes
The room is dark
My body feels so heavy
But my soul is in another dimension
Holding your hand
Swimming home
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