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#cantstop
The shadows Creep up. I should be sleeping. The comforter is not comforting At all. ๐˜›๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ But the harder I try the more that my mind ๐‘น๐’‚๐’„๐’†๐’”. ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜โ€™๐˜ฎ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅโ€ฆ
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Aug 2, 2023
Aug 2, 2023 at 12:43 PM UTC
Midnight (edited)
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, sometimes what we want is not what we're granted;> brought to you no you came brought to me painted with lines on the finements of my destiny not on the deads in the lives you float rent free on a mind I own called boat a ship a rocket you name there is no bound no limit no aim in the terror of my cave you bring the symphonies you carve and pave pave the way to my hands to board their journeys to make their plans feel the world upon tips like the steps of sand the breath of land the sight of dear the sense of mere the drip of downs the realize of nows the dive of sea in blues of surreal up taken by the fingers to a deal of a fluent flow a pleasant kneel not to the gods but to the clear no more on the behinds of blood and set and Neptune to a slender of a violin a shiver soon you know your lights and shades on my moon not aware of my nights anytime for you although my gates are open to infinite no stops to the intimate you color you steep on the curves of my leap ------ravenfeels
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Apr 2, 2021
Apr 2, 2021 at 1:23 PM UTC
My Pen Can't Stop Writing About You
Missing you has become a terrible habit of mine.
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May 20, 2015
May 20, 2015 at 10:21 AM UTC
Habit
I can't stop these hands from expressing these feelings. I can't stop these eyes from glistening with tears. I can't stop these feet from running away. I can't stop these legs from darting. I can't stop these limbs from trembling. I can't stop these thoughts from turning dark. I can't stop this imagination from imagining the worst. I can't stop thinking about what you did to me.
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Dec 29, 2014
Dec 29, 2014 at 12:33 AM UTC
I Can't Stop