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Àŧùl Feb 2017
I always longed for company,
Of someone whom I can call my own,
Whom I can tease,
Whom I can pamper,
Whom I can care for,
Whom I can get cared by,
Someone who can love me.

Of the very few parents globally,
My parents did not grant me a sibling,
Who could've teased me,
Who'd have pampered me,
Who I'd worry about,
Who I can always cuddle,
Someone who can motivate me.
My HP Poem #1413
©Atul Kaushal
Elemenohp Nov 2016
Allure me with silence, causing a stir of thoughts
In my heart as an ocean, in my mind as a sky,
In all of those rivers which have long since run dry.

Is this your endeavour, to drench yourself in splendour,
Leading eyes away, whilist running astray.
Watching me squirm, with each second of delay.

Perhaps it is not, the outcome you've sought.
Though the truth is so far, from easy to spot;
As any good killer, not easily caught.
Alianna Nov 2016
check the rooms, lock the door
check it all over, then do it once more
the sun is my comfort, she'd visit in the day
but at dusk she'd always leave me
so in the dark i'd wait.

i didn't sleep till sunrise
when i felt the bright warm rays
and glimpses of dark shadows were at ease
so nights were for thinking
and days were for dreaming
no time to think about responsiblities

my anxious thoughts teased me
pills much less pleased me
but Lexa healed me
of insecurity

my smiles were still silent
amber eyes were vibrant
but still they were glazed with fatigue

silent tears flowed down my cheeks.

i did not speak
unless spoken to
i'd only laugh to go along with you
but the air flowing from my lungs held no tone
it was melancholy & weak
insides clenching my screams
i just wish that somehow you'd have known.
I know to whom I love.
That to which I give myself to.
All my possession and body belongs.
To me.

And so everyday my heart grows colder.
My soul a bit more broken.
Solace searched for in broken glass.
Knowledge consumes me.

I am the evil scientist plotting in his lab.
No righteous flag.
Just more angst I should let out through alcohol.
A broken genius.

Remember me as I was.
Cruel.
Capricious.
Stubborn.

Love yourself, because hell knows I wouldn't.

Who are you? Reading this, recalling your memories. This is a look into my head.
There is no lesson to learn.
Just the ramblings of a dead man.

If you want a worthwhile lesson. Don't try to change people you want to keep. You are not the world.
feel my pain
JR Rhine May 2016
A tease, a tease,
oh how I am a tease,
for I write poems of which
you shall never ever read!

I eke, I eke,
these thoughts with blood as ink,
on gasping pages drowning
in the anguish that I bleed!

I speak, I speak,
of demons I've yet freed,
solely expelled for exorcise,
whose omens I must take heed!

I tease, I tease,
I do not aim to please,
for I write poems of which
you shall never ever read!
Our catharsis as writers cannot always be public. I think of "The Sorrow of War," by Bao Ninh.
I read a lot, so when I finish reading one book, I always have another to keep me going. Sometimes I get too sleepy, so I read one chapter of the new book to fuel me through the night. It's like getting a new episode of a show each week. The first one is a teaser, and it drills you on and pushes your mind to go to incredible places, and when you get a chance to continue reading, well, that puts your heart into a place where it can soar and fly, withering through the skies.
Jessie Taylor H Mar 2016
The anticipation is killing me,
Just tell me how he feels.
My heart is literally aching,
This pain is too unreal.
I feel my chest caving in,
I can't handle these insecurities.
I keep forgetting what I told myself,
Especially about all my priorities.

I thought I hid my heart away,
But somehow I found the key.
It's spinning over my head,
It won't stop teasing me.
Pointing in each direction,
Not showing me a clear path.
But I'm too scared to move,
And deal with the aftermath.

So I'll press pause on my heart,
We can talk another day.
And hopefully you'll tell me how you feel,
Before my feelings fade away.
2/26/2016
Crysta Gingras Jan 2016
You run through my mind
At a pace I’ll not forget
You race though my head
As if keeping up with a jet
I want to take you out on the town
Come with me and have some fun
You never slow down
In circles you run
Dancing though my brain
With an ever graceful poise
I’ll forever be grateful
That you’re not into boys
Faster you run
As I try to catch you
Grabbing you by the arm
Pulling you close to lean into
You leap away quick
And twirl in a circle
You think you’re so slick
Why can I not catch you?
Before I think twice
You’re leaping away
And before I think thrice
You’re coming back my way
You lean in close
As if to whisper my name
And with a smile you say
Wake up! Wake up!
It’s another beautiful day!
Good morning to my Angel
Aizzur Festejo Nov 2015
I tease you to make things exciting.
I tease you so everything seems more relaxing.
I tease you to make you laugh.
I tease you when life's getting rough.
But sometimes,
I tease you to expose my wickedness.
I tease you to show my sweetness.
I tease you to get your attention.
I tease you to give words to my affection.
If I crossed the lines,
What will happen if I stop teasing you?
Should I just do tricks like peek-a-boo?
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