Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
#handbag
Memories of you slowly consuming my idle mind. I can still feel your healing touch The taste of your hungered kiss The voice of your pretty lies My heart starts to shed uncontrolled tears For you, It cries. I miss you still Like a flower misses the desert rain Yearning for your loving embrace Craving words of solace To rid me of this numbing pain. Reels of images of your beauty timeless and vivid It's violating my fragile soul Reaching out to only a figment of you A chunk of my heart you snatched I feel I'm eternally falling Into the abyss of an endless hole. I no longer feel whole You broke every part of me This love that left me hating Not even satin will condone.
0
Nov 6, 2019
Nov 6, 2019 at 1:46 PM UTC
Ghost Love
they put money beside hearts they found that it hard to be stolen they found it hard to move or run fear of making it fallen they put money at their backs the thief likes that the women put at handbag motorcycle raps that they put money on small wallet the thief found it in his hand the visa is found
0
Oct 24, 2018
Oct 24, 2018 at 2:14 AM UTC
money
The green handbag, Clutched close, Constant companion, Matching clothes? Not always. Where did you go today? The green handbag, Loose change, And pension book. Made up? Take a look! Where did you go today? The green handbag, Memory sac of Nooks and crannies, Papa, Grandkids, Aunts and Grannies. Where did you go today? The green handbag, Held to heart, Perched on knees, A medicine chest, With pain to ease. Where did you go today? The green handbag, Where did you go today? Pointless question, Usual answer. As ever ­ ‘Up the Toon!’ Too soon, Not today. The green handbag, Not clutched, Nor held, But at the foot of your bed, A reminder of hope, Where did you go? Today, The Green Handbag, Sits at my Dad’s feet. A monument to love, In fading verdigris.
0
Feb 20, 2017
Feb 20, 2017 at 6:45 AM UTC
The Green Handbag
My mind is Marry Poppin's handbag I'm open for anything Being open minded is more important than ever It's one of the contributing factors of happiness It's one of the rules into feeling whole again
0
Nov 20, 2015
Nov 20, 2015 at 1:36 AM UTC
Marry Poppin's Handbag