Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Abby M Jan 2020
I often wander past her gallows
And feel a sympathetic twinge
At glints of sun on growing rifts
I long to hear her sing

My fingers itch to hold the mallet
Molded to her brazen form
A tongue, once ripped from quiet lips
It rests, with ears, unworn

If treasured glance is counted higher
Than the purest ringing note
Then may she hang still, gagged in silence
“To Liberty!”, I quote
Robby Jan 2020
It’s just a ring I say
A symbol of something
No beginning or ending
A promise of love and acceptance
It used to mean so much
Seems like it’s just a ring today
zoie marie lynn Dec 2019
i think i fell in love once
but it only went down the drain
i think she had wild hair and wore a million rings
i think she had mistakes in her teeth
and when i told her i loved her
i think she said she loved me
but i can't be sure if she was real
or just another dream.
needa wake wake wake
Erian Rose Nov 2019
Into the evening dusk
The steady beat of the trumpets ring about
Next time
As I gaze up upon the stars
I'll wish for you
While they hurry down from the sky

Though, I know
You'll never be mine.
An ode to the one who I know will never see me as more than a friend.
Izzy Nov 2019
Aristocracy is opulence:
encrusted with diamonds.

I've amassed an abundance of
frivolous jewels; they adorn my
band of silver filled with prestige
Amaris Oct 2019
They dance through my dreams
Golden rounds, silvery circles
Endlessly turning
Infinity untwisted
A memory, a potential
Promises unfinished
Ours did not match;
The first sign.
- Sep 2019
To where can I find you, Eldorado,
Can you be found within loves grotto?
Romanticism, of that I'm unknowing.
My heart perceives afficianado.
Who can tame this mind of mine,
Her heart tends to prove sublime.
I'm painted on a love-locked canvas,
The more I learn,
The more I stand for this.
The more I learn,
I see GOD's hand with us.
I strive to bleed,
the blood of trust.
I try to leave,
Escape words hushed.
I strive to hold,
in left ring hand,
I strive to tie ...
... that gold love band!
<3
Isabella Howard Aug 2019
Though I worry myself to pain,
And the wind unrelenting blows.

There is solace in the sight of an oncoming train.
Sometimes I wonder if the conductor knows.


Every evening at half past five
I board with no real destination.
His gentle voice asking for my ticket keeps me alive.

Though my daily absences keep raising questions.
This band around my finger has grown too tight.

He, acting less as a husband, more as a victor. Nailing my shoes to the floor so I can't leave at night.

Still my mind always drifts back to my train conductor.
Isaac Spencer Aug 2019
How do I buy a ring-
Silver, or gold?
Is platinum a thing?
Should price be paid attention to?
It's so complicated!

Apparently diamonds have rules,
What does it even matter!
It's carbon, from the ground,
Bananas are carbon!
Maybe I could get her a banana ring...

And who even made the tradition!
Does love need a price tag?
Maybe, or maybe not.
I'll still buy her a ring,
But I think cheesecake is better.
Next page