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Arcassin B May 2015
By Arcassin Burnham

"~Snuggling~"

Marsha Ambrosius smell,
Wait!! How I do I know how she smells?
Well nevermind,
So mixed with wasting our time,
Of blabbering on how beautiful you look,
When we should be snuggling under the stars,
They took,
A lot away from you and me,
Sacrifice so much for you and me,
Please leave without bad memories,
If I die would you cry,
Would you plead,
I'm just waiting for a little bliss,
Waiting for a sincere beautiful atmosphere,
Waiting for affection,
Waiting for a kiss,
I plead........

"K.O.C.A"

.... To be your rock,
When you need someone to lean on,
My heart is made of stone,
Aside from feelings that can't be shown,
But I won't say leave me alone,
Truthfully a life without you,
Is a crisis,
So please don't leave me gone,
We play childishly,
But when we make the sweetest love,
I'm indebted to your open casualties,
As tender as a prime cooked rib,
Show it out of me,
The feelings that I give,
I would die without you,
Baby I wanna live,
I'm too young to die,
You are too,
So why don't we die together,
Let the flowers bloom.
Marsha oh , marsha!
ring Apr 2015
I can feel your heart beat under my palm
my mind finally goes calm
while you fall asleep
under my wings
things that were previously done
don't need to be spoken of
I can almost taste that skin of yours
so fair
I can smell the coconut air
I can choke on your hair in the night
and I'd be alright with this
I could take it around my fist just the same
play a game
or just lay here and sing your name.
Wrestling the invisible line that separates our flesh
wanting more but nothing less
I couldn't wait for that moment when it came
you
me
a fluid wreck
a liquid so sweet
don't say thank you
nor apologize
I'm so amazed, lover, to be with you
to be alive.
love
Cat Fiske Apr 2015
Why didn't you look when my friends all left me alone to play,
Why didn't you look when my teacher sent more work home everyday,
Why didn't you look when my response was never I'm doing okay,
Why didn't you look when my brown were eyes wet with tears today,
Why couldn't you look my way,

Why didn't you smell my blood stench where I'd ripped my teeth out,
Why didn't you smell my *** stained pants from my nevus doubts,
Why didn't you smell my scented marker stained blouse,
Why didn't you smell my hair around the house,
Why couldn't you smell my thereabouts,

Why didn't you speak up when I couldn't talk,
Why didn't you speak up when I was always being mocked,
Why didn't you speak up when I was always the talk,
Why didn't you speak up when I was falling into shock,
Why couldn't you speak every time I was stalked,

Why didn't you hear about my date,
Why didn't you hear about my embrace,
Why didn't you hear about him going farther then the third base,
Why didn't you hear about how I didn't even want to go to home plate.
Why couldn't you hear about how I got *****,

Why didn't you, ever taste, my pain,
Why didn't you, ever ******* veins,
Why didn't you ever taste, all my restrains,
Why didn't you ever taste, my little remains,
Why couldn't you see,

all the drain,
all the loses from anything I gained
because I still want to jump in front of cars, buses and trains,
but I rarely complain,

because your name,
is only a single blood stain,
out of the many stains,
that have left my heart bleeding in pain,

but I just wish you could look,
possibly,
at me,
idk just a little something I wrote
I see it:
In your cautious movements,
From the stillness in your stare,
On your skin.

I hear it:
In stifled hisses of pain,
From metal tinkling in your bag,
On the playlist of songs that scream-
YOU ARE BROKEN

I smell it:
In your sleeve- desperate bleaching,
From your bag- antiseptic,
On your skin- salt and iron.

I taste it:
In your food- why won't you eat?
From your drink- tepid and untouched.
On your lips- cold...
Salt and iron again.

I feel it:
In your summer-sweat long sleeves,
From your stinging tears on my chest,
On your skin-
Sunken lines raised and rising.

I know it:
In our skin,
From from our past,
On flesh that will never let us forget,
But will always remind us to forgive.
Peeka Mar 2015

Will I find you there under the stars?**
Stopping to smell the roses
No notice
Of folded darkness night exposes.
An aroma of sweet illusion
Soft pedals, sharp edges.

A blanket of stars
Jagged tips in the dark
Will I find you there?
Watching, haunting
Swaying beauties
Smirks of suspicion.

Overlooking the roses
Amidst darkness
Stopping under the stars.

Will I find you there?


Spring break!
Poetic T Mar 2015
A wise man does silent, so everyone is to blame.
Silent but deadly..
S R Mats Mar 2015
Leaves rot in dampness
The summer rains came quickly
-An odd musty smell
Greyson Fay Mar 2015
Sleeping in your jacket tonight

It's nice to think of myself going to sleep with your smell here beside me

It's nice to think of your arms wrapped around me, warming me up from the inside out

You won't ever be here with me, you won't ever lean over and whisper good morning to me, but you can always be here by giving me the strength I need to face tomorrow, and the strength to close my eyes

Thank you, for keeping me safe at night
For Noah :)
elizabeth Mar 2015
I put on that perfume
I stopped wearing months ago,
that you used to tell me
smelled so good,
in hopes that maybe
the cold, winter wind
might blow the scent across the river,
as it dries out my skin
and helps the tears fall
that I've been suppressing for days
in order to convince myself
I do not need you here
Mark Ball Mar 2015
Misery sticks
to your skin
like the solitary smell
of your family home.
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