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Kellin Jul 2020
My knuckles turn white from holding onto a foraged memory of an existence of what we used to call hope and it will shout into the void, echos of shadows that dance in the back of my brain that circumstance could not fore see that picture of us hanging from inside a two story house somewhere lost in rural California where white lace suffocated your skin and red silk flowed over the scars of my past lovers there is a smile that is shown under neath a cascade of fabric which displays a world in which you to could have wanted that white picked fence in the home we built in our dreams but reality is like a hurricane and eases all the evidence of what was once love
Sonya Bauer Jun 2020
Love, let me grow on you.
Feel into me, and exchange
That closeness I yearn for.
That hallowed embrace, which first I observed,
Inside of my parents eyes,
And which for many years before I
Was a glimmer.
Let me be something to you.
Enough, at least, that life
For you, might be as much
And holy as it is to just be near;
So promised in your gentle, lilting smiles
Amid those fleeting moments I call mine.
Ale Jun 2020
A wish is
nothing but
a lie.
An intake
of air.
Resist,
Keep it there.
Unwrap
Your own mind.
Let out
Your innermost
desires,
Into existence,
By a mere
Whisper.
The universe
Won’t go out of
Its way
To fulfill
The wanting
Of someone
That questions
Their own
mind.
An insignificant
Nobody.
I keep wishing and wishing for things to be different, but despite my efforts, nothing ever changes.
Kellin May 2020
I want
The
Part
Of
You
That you
Refuse
To
Give
I wish to kiss you, to use my tongue as a painter would use a brush.
I long to write poems on your skin and trace verses on your heart,
To caress you as a sculptor smoothing out the edges.
Let me explore you. Just explore.
Without any thought of destination.
Just explore.
Wrote this feeling as I needed to release this somewhere.
skyy omalley Apr 2020
I want chocolate cake.
Creamy frosting, and moist dough.
Oh yes! I’m drooling now!
Without cake, this life is useless.
Mustering up the money, I buy a tasty looking, chocolate cake.
I take a bite.
It’s not as good as I hoped it'd be.
I want strawberry ice cream.
Zan Apr 2020
Hello?

Why do I constantly feel alone
I alway feel like I am unknown
A creature just wanting to be their own
A creature that has drasticly grown.
Poetic T Apr 2020
The mirror we thought was our reflection,
                           now cracked and distorted.

For were we really looking deep enough,
or were we just hoping that what we saw
                       was a true reflection of love.

Not a fun house mirror of regret.
                           Not showing the true extent
of what we saw.

But a reflection of what we wanted.



                          Truth is never that kind...
Looking without seeing
Hearing without listening
Eating without tasting
Bleeding without feeling
Pacing but not walking
Hoping but not praying
Crazed without lunacy
Taking without wanting
Breathing but not living

Surrounded without belonging
Alone without loneliness
Saying without believing
Speaking without thinking
Desperation is overcoming
As I try to find a way
To not breath without living
Not really hard to rhyme when everything ends with 'ing'!
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