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Jeffrey Pua Jun 2015
She fell for me, too slow,
As the fabric was, off her bed,
     Slithering,
An hour late for all night long,
Few seconds close to dreaming,
The moon's crippling crescent,
The sleight, the curves of these waters,
     All pronations that are for me,
     Were for me, and mine only, only
That everything smells like fresh pajamas,
Only that this time, for a very long time,
I am waiting, and it sounded
     Like true love.*

© 2015 J.S.P.
Draft.
Jeffrey Pua Jun 2015
I vow to love you with my every,
     Every now and then.
So every now and then, I might hurt you,
For great chances had their risky clause,
And so your soul will wash your cheek,
Your nose red from having pinched by me,
     Every now and then.

So every now and then,
Every now and then, you will cry, weep,
And tears will start to dig through my clothes,
But remember from where they fall,
For those are what I fell for.

     Even now. Even then.

© 2015 J.S.P.
Draft.
Jeffrey Pua Jun 2015
This wayward wolf
Will take your rose
With his mouth.*

© 2015 J.S.P.
Draft.
Jeffrey Pua Jun 2015
Gap
The fissure in the skies
(yours or mine)
Are not of distance, nor time,
But of our hearts' disbelief
Of these satellites,
Of these static, static stars,
From ever colliding,
     From ever entwining.*

© 2015 J.S.P.
Draft.
Jeffrey Pua Jun 2015
Our love was
(has got to be)
Among the best, the immensest
And the most baffling
Of all the optional things.
We willed it
     To be like this.*

© 2015 J.S.P.
Draft.
Here
my domain is dark
I stumble upon its sloppiness
time and time, again and again
No vision nor sights light my path
that I feel is meant for the pages I once saw
so white and bright and promising might
but the night came, unleashing shadows for sharp dots--
Twinkle twinkle not a single star
Nicole Dawn Jun 2015
I want to write my soul out
To pour it on the paper
To ease my breaking mind

But I am too confused
The words refuse to flow

Since the feelings
Won't come out as words
I want to release them with tears
But I am not allowed
I am supposed to be strong

Since the feeling
Won't come out as tears
I want to release them through blood
But no one can ever know
About this excruciating pain

I want to put this
Horrible pain in words

But it refuses to come out

And holding it in
Is making me want to die

This is what happens
When I meet
My old friend
Writer's block
I hate not being able to write....
Phil Lindsey Jun 2015
Skillful poet still in shock
He / She suffered writer’s block
PwL 6/5/15
Jeffrey Pua Jun 2015
It took a leaf
     And a thousand more
To make this blinding sun sparkle,
And time crafted the elements altogether,
But your eyes took this kiss,
     Just this kiss,
          And then no more.*

© 2015 J.S.P.
Draft.
niamh Jun 2015
Thoughts today
Like bombs
Coming without warning
And leaving me blind-sided

For a second

Then dissipating
Into an endless stream of smoke.

I reach out
But it's gone
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