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Bee Aug 2019
tell me how you want me to love you
in the ways you cannot love yourself enough
pressing my ear closer to your mattress
restless under your pillowcase
my teeth become something disposable by morning
your mouth begs to be fed before sunrise
lips parting for stale air between lulls in our interactions
as if saying something could make me breathe easier
knowing i will respond before i simply can't
i am expectant in the ways you clear my lungs
before lying in the bed you've made for us
tell me again how you want me to love you
in the ways i cannot love myself
to fill a void made for no one in particular
folding corners of my blanket back over each other
there is safekeeping in barricading thread count
fingers numb from pressing us together for too long
losing my grip on what reality i have succumbed myself to
tell me again how i have done this to myself
in the ways of tolerating your recklessness
pillows becoming somewhat of a buffer
for noise that concerns the neighbor at night
what good will yelling do if your body constantly screams
shouting for someone who left awhile ago
slipping out of your window at night
tell me how you want me to leave
in the ways you cannot tell me to
too afraid to make noise in a silent ballet
tiptoeing around uncomfortable conversations
dancing over select words in exchange
with the rhythm of my accelerated heartbeat
listening
just emma Aug 2019
My Sweet Sav
Trying to write a poem about you is the most difficult thing in the world.
I could write down every word,
Or every song that comes from the birds,
And still that wouldn’t be enough.
You are everything and more,
You are powerful like the waves crashing on the sea shore.
You’re unlike anybody I’ve ever met,
You’re an old soul with a cigarette.
Always wandering,
I suspect that’s why you keep coming back in your lives, meandering.
Always wandering,
Seeing the same things,
But in each life it’s different because of your new grown wings.
You understand and enjoy these things more,
Because of all the paths that you have wandered through before.
You are daring,
You are a darling.
And even when you’re falling,
Boy you don’t go down without fighting.
You are growing,
And I’m so happy that I get to see you dancing -
My Sweet Sav
T daniels Jul 2019
My thoughts scatter,
There in the field, this is the earliest of days.

Natures music, the collective buzz
Blooms brilliantly as the farmers gather hay under lantern light.

Half shaded cornfields
Extending pass the mountains face
Beyond darkness
Beyond waste
Thy ego rolling away.
Anastasia Aug 2023
Talking next to you for hours
Turning cigarettes into flowers
Listening to the cricket's song
Can't sleep, awake all night long
Thinking of your, your voice, your heart
Being away from you tore me apart
Dancing by the lake
Moon's reflections shattered
Darling, I will wait,
You are all that matters
Found a plastic bag,
filled it up with violets
Listen to the sound
Of forgetting the violence
Streetlights
And store lights
Wandering with you
Darling how
I wish I knew
What I mean to you
I guess I'm just not good enough
Ikigai Poet Jul 2019
I am a celestial wanderer,
Rather than a terrestrial one.
-Ikigai Poet
Tetra Hachiko Jul 2019
She is night and day
She will run and play
She is confused and lost
But she knows the cost
For when all is said and done
She is the only one
Who will give it her all
Even knowing she will fall
Because who’s to say
What’s beyond the archway
Of fear and love
Of what you’re free of
To be standing halfway
Between what you can and may
Is a lost path to walk
Don’t be so shocked
When you find it alone
You have always known
It would turn out this way
Tetra Hachiko Jul 2019
You can't ask them to stay
You had hoped they may
But you can't be surprised
This path was not advised
You'll walk it anyhow
For the here and now
Doesn't meet your needs
You wander through the weeds
And wonder where it leads
You begin to concede
That this just might be
A path built for one
cndc Jun 2019
it was late afternoon
when she got into the station
she won't return anytime soon
for staying is not an option
she has no idea where she's bound to
but it’s clear that her heart’s already through
with all the countless lies that she heard
and all the people who didn’t see her worth
Stanislav Jun 2019
Overwhelmed white and thin;
days of wrinkled sheets of paper.
The golden pen gets out of ink-
so many mistakes in the eraser.

When l think about the stars
And how far away they are...

I start wand'ring in fear
and I can't find my place
Since you disappeared
there's gloom in my days

The headache shuts my eyes
and I press my fingers to my nose
The pain makes me realise
without you I'm desperately lost
Riz Mack Jun 2019
like two banks of the same river
sharing a stream
but never meeting

like two heads on the same pillow
sharing a dream
but always sleeping

like two heads of the same coin
when one shows face
the other will hide

like two beats of the same drum
one heart out of place
one hardened inside

like thoughts on the tip of the tongue
a predictable sentence
never put in to words

like lines on a ******* tightrope
this addictive tension
will never get cut

a spark in the darkness
forming filaments of fire
a centennial light of
ever burning desire
reaching
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