#spilled poems on Hello Poetry

Havran May 2015

Through blurry dreams of vivid ebony.
Of crimson red that escape my mem’ry.
The old hand of time has taken its toll,
In a world of dreams that wish to console.

With the passing of a clandestine star,
Whose dazzling silver lights just seem too far.
The transcendence of a thousand comets,
Are as beautiful as a sun that sets.

Overhead, a deep and calming sky blue,
A sign of life that shall now breathe anew.
Outcast and in exile, the vagrant weeps,
A soft silent whisper as Zephyr sleeps.

For stars that age, that once shone so brightly,
Dimming grandeur though ever so slightly.
Woe to he, lost in this sad serenade,
Her beautiful face, her pitiful shade.

#love #poetry #sadness #dreams #ink #spilled #rest #ghosts #something-dark

Ellen Joy Wanjiru May 2015

Beautiful War

Here's what I know:
I will fight you tooth and nail until the bitter and sweet end of this heroic fall
because I cannot afford to lose myself in our conundrum
But do not fret
for I will be fighting myself as well
Fighting to stay afloat when I feel like drowning in you
Fighting to feel indifferent when love taketh over
Fighting to be free of the choices that I made when you offered them
And as unfulfilled as my heart has been in the past, I will remain that way with you in the present
My heart's desire will be left unsatisfied because I will want all of you
And that is the one thing I will want more than anything you can ever teach me, write me, play me, buy me or show me

So be armed

There will be battle
There will be blood
Love will be lost
And there will be moments indicative of why this shouldn't have happened before it began

#love #poetry #war #relationships #beautiful #thoughts #spilled #theejwproject

Nicole Dawn May 2015

Secrets

I've got a box of secrets,
That I've hidden away,
Safe and sound

Most are mine,
Some are yours,
As well as,
A few of others.

I trusted you,
With my box of secrets,
And you tipped it over.

All my secrets
Spilled right out
For all the world to see.

By the time I,
Had cleaned them all up,
You were long gone.

But I want you to know,
That if you spill my secrets again,
I will clean up mine
But leave yours lying in the dust.

#trust #metaphor #spilled #dust #secrets #box

abs May 2015

Self pity

My life has never been this vapid.

My heart has never felt so much sorrow.

I feel like exploding into dust,

just scattering everything of me

out to the world

so I’d feel less alone.

Maybe this is what I get

for expecting so much

when I deserve less.

#self #alone #thoughts #pity #spilled #morning #early

Rachel Barnett May 2015

125: mama, there's wolves in the house

everything i feel is a Molotov cocktail
then, here, and now
and i don't love him,
but his tongue is full of violets and he says he could blow my mind when we're on a different frequency than this
and i carve his spine into a crescent moon and etch my initials under his tongue
does it make a difference?
a belly full of flowers, missing love.
go back to your first love, tell her you never want to leave her, rid her of the longings that brought her to her knees; was i that to you?
and i don't love him, but he's here and you're not
i have turned him from a prayer into prey, a box of cypresses split in two
but does it make a difference to you?
i'm only a few hundred miles away, sticking my fingers in electrical outlets to remind me of what your lips felt like on my hands.
i don't love him, but he's dark energy, a mindfuck.
i don't love him but i bet if i turned off all the lights in the room he'd glow in the absence of it; and i'm trying not to think.
they say vampires can't see themselves in mirrors- is this what i've done?
the monsters slide back beneath my bed, and even though they stay quiet when we touch, it still hurts me too much.

#spilled #inkspilled #thoughtsspilled #wordsspilled #poetrylitenglishproselovedrugs

Diba May 2015

Wish you were Her(oin)e

Your love seeped through my skin an made a home in my veins
and i should have known that you would be more addicting than any drug that kept me up night after nigh,
but i didn't care and let you intoxicate me anyway,
and when you were gone
i would wake up at 4.a.m with trembling lips and cold sweat
I spent months looking for your love in boys who didn't think twice about me,
but i still couldn't fill the ******* hole you left in my heart

#love #words #life #death #drugs #depressed #****** #ink #you #spilled

Diba May 2015

A list of things i almost told you

1.* I drove past the airport where we first met, i swear i saw your smile in the breeze.

2. I see you in every sunset and sunrise. When i looked at you, i saw the skies in your eyes. Now when i look at the sky all i see is your eyes.

3. Your name used to make my heart ache and my hands shake, but now just makes me stomach drop and i don't know which one's worse.

4. Every time my phone rings, i still hope it's you.

5. I liked your hair, and you liked the way she moaned. I can't feel anything.

#love #poem #words #life #death #you #heartbroken #spilled

Roberta Day May 2015

Still holding out

Lessening sadnesses
by appropriating real-time
I wish for certainty
but don’t grant myself
that luxury–unworthy of
getting my way, fulfilling
my desires…all renters
no buyers, not in this market
Writing without cause
to satisfy my purpose
Giving your name
less power by replacing it
with Jump Ship, ‘cause
that’s what you do, when
the action gets too hot
you can no longer allot
your time…your priorities
change within a day
I wish for consistency
but don’t grant myself
the serenity to accept
it won’t come from you.

so pathetic

#love #poetry #ink #spilled #heartache

Liz Hill Apr 2015

A part

I've come to realize, in the space
between apart and a part,
that you have become the saving grace
that overflows my cup
with the hail Mary's that flow
from your whiskey coated lips.
You have transformed the expanse
of a space bar into a journey that
takes our souls from the divine corners
of the universe, shrinking the distance,
to the solitude and safety
in a part of each other
that makes us feel whole.

Not fantastic. Just some late night thoughts.

#love #life #relationship #ink #him #spilled #mine

Mia Apr 2015

Fire

I want to moan out
Your name
And feel your fingertips start fires
On my skin
I want the graze of your kisses
On my lips
You've awoke desire
Creeping slowly from my belly
I can't help but feel the blaze of lust fill
My bones
And my heavy heartbeats that now pump
Your name through my veins
I need you to put out the flames
This spark created
Because my body can only last 3 days without water
And my water is you

This all started because of a single kiss.

#fire #desire #lust #ink #spilled #prose