Call you as a day,
The sun moves so far away But your smile, Invades through the clouds Your ray of light; So beautiful- it feels criminal I guess you stole my heart
I hope the poetry doesn't go stale
When I one day fall in love Putting my heart on sale, Don't buy into me being this creative, When I'm lost for words, lost in love
If I could just love you as much as you loved me on days that i didn’t react to you,
I would hate myself- just a smidge less… I would forgive myself for how I no longer get butterflies when I hold your hand, Yet I can hear your butterflies flutter just as they did when we had our first kiss… Just a few of the moments I’ve stolen from us, All because I can’t seem to get over the things that have been stolen from me…
Currently going to a wave of depression and I feel as if im stealing the moments Im meant to share with my girlfriend because i cant get out if this wave.
They will steal your light
And then ask why you have become so dark
the sky is being stolen
so that so much human soup can high rise to live above one another a hierarchy to whisper in God's ear sunlight fills the cracks illuminated grouting I see clouds skitter by I'm a prisoner jealous of their freedom wishing I could fly
It's like we’re playing chess.
Moving strategically, testing boundaries, all while watching each other’s expression. We all know how this games ends… The queen destroys you and steals your heart.
Beyond sacred geometry,
Hides a dark secret. A secret of stolen symbols, And stolen concepts.
My HP Poem #1939
we could have been friends
things could have been fine who wants to be friends with a thief called time?
who wants to be friends with a thief called time?
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, do you know what is more hurtful than missing a human???--missing a character from your dream--you can't even blame him in his face:\
met you last night in the gone this will take a lot to be claimed to the bone grinning crowns of versus been worn to live to keep in those halls up torn cold I keen shimmering in so dim so tight a wholesome of neon light elegant in blacks you trail you knight a little too high a little too low way old for eyes to glow sometimes loose sometimes harsh and stones finally to me he saves approach mesmerize and charm clasp arms and tease clarks flying with you hell of a need a struck of a stark know the way never minding no cry no pay shoulder she presses kisses she smolders caressing bits n'pieces a decay of something older no longer beholder swoon her in brains spread her in walls in yellows and thunders always a smile jarred well sworn to them all swept to her feet heart and soul to your submit I hate to admit but things are lit taste the rain drown the pain can't release your chain in my sleep your whispers seep cut me so deep from the pinkie touch to the hold of the much in the gazes unseen loud in bet of middle of crowd bring a right in your ignite of a strict detect up taken so fished by your unbounding protect get to you get to me I struggle of these for you to be safe to see foul me none not again I fail dread in your essence cant scribble cant write things my heart wont come across a possible define purple screams and black molds upon my wondrous soul they dime and sore not like others heaven to you heaven to me treat the lavishes then worship the envies clot wounds gamble truths just as nothing else I wont await no more traced here known where forever in my heart your place bewares a necklace to the angels to you took to you sold to you you win take me forever in the bordeaux I'm covered already missing you got me on clouds loving you ------ravenfeels