#mild
They're attractive to see
long, thin, sharp as nails
they grow slow like snails
its life is one long jubilee
Butterfly is not a meal
but when they flew in your stomach, it felt surreal
is something that you cannot steal
a hunger that is hard to fulfill
As when thorns and butterflies collide,
You wouldn't even know how to survive
Thorns will **** you for a while
The worst feeling that you cannot hide
Thorns will pierce you and the pain is mild
Butterflies will die, even if they go wild.
Apr 19, 2024
Apr 19, 2024 at 9:35 PM UTC
closing my eyes as the sunlight kissed the window
a blooming rose lightly caressing my face,
confessing his deep, passionate love,
wrapping his leaves around me,
protecting me with his mild, earthy scent,
loving me with softness and strength.
Apr 6, 2021
Apr 6, 2021 at 12:59 AM UTC
I'm glad
To know you
You got that warm smile
Understanding mind
Everything seems mild
Thank God
For that day
The day 1 I met you
It was awkward
But I didn't lose my words
I hope
This will be everlasting
The tranquility you gave
The comfort you hold
I wish it will last forever
Jul 30, 2019
Jul 30, 2019 at 3:15 PM UTC
"Come to me,
my little one;
We're going to have,
alot of fun.
~
I'll make this playtime,
a pleasure for you;
So come on in,
take off your shoes."
~
Just what they meant,
I did not know;
As I entered my bedroom,
of pink and gold.
~
My little hands,
began to sweat;
Down my back,
shivers were sent.
~
They laid me on,
my Minny Mouse sheets;
I was not happy,
I was not pleased.
~
They tortured me,
that's how it felt;
And then they told me,
not to tell.
~
They walked away,
bearing a smile;
They left behind,
a tortured child.
Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 5:12 PM UTC
Yours is the kind of love I once wished
The feeling that favored not just what I can give
but who I am - light and dark.
For years, it didn't change.
Instead, it grew stronger with every spark.
It's ever beautiful, peaceful and mild.
It's what I can call mine.
It's what I can call ours.
We may be apart but ours is the feeling
I'm quite certain as I am sure.
For you embedded my heart with words
that bring warmth like the sun's rays,
Avec vous, toujours
With you, always.
Oct 3, 2018
Oct 3, 2018 at 11:19 AM UTC
To sit and watch
Lost in a forest of thoughts
Some memories chirp and sing, others creak in the chill wind
Drifting effortlessly across the moss covered ground, wandering aimlessly through the suffocating underbrush
Shadows race across the ground; before long molten gold melts into the tree of my memories
Mechanical waves drown the songs of my birds, distant shouts replace the wind through the leaves
It’s dark
Go home
Sep 9, 2018
Sep 9, 2018 at 4:07 PM UTC
want.
it's a feeling and a sense.
everyone wants something or someone.
what do i want?
i want
to hold your hand.
i want
to kiss your knuckles.
i want
to tell you how gorgeous you are.
i want
to see the crinkles at the corner of your eyes when you smile.
i want
your breath to tickle my neck ever so slightly as you rest.
i want
to run my fingers through your hair gently.
i want
to hear your wondrous laugh.
i want
your cushioned lips on my skin.
i want
your simple presence.
i want
i want
i want
i want
i want these mild thoughts to go away.
they taunt me everyday for reasons unknown.
for reasons that i'd like to know.
but i don't.
so, i'm stuck in a constant state of confusion and frustration.
i'm stuck because i never bother to tame these thoughts.
i'm stuck because i choose to wait rather than do.
it's just too mild.
too mild for my cringing heart.
May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 11:37 PM UTC
An unspoilt child,
An unsoiled player,
An unpopular mild,
An unfaithful lover,
An uncool boyfriend,
An uncouth girlfriend,
An unhappy poet?
Jul 12, 2017
Jul 12, 2017 at 2:38 PM UTC
im a lot like kurt cobain
when i am done writing something that seemed beautiful as i formed it
i begin to really depsise it
i am a lot like kurt cobain
overly humble, a bit too sensual
i am a lot like kurt cobain
i speak loudly but i talk slowly
i am a lot like kurt cobain
i am mild, and peaceful
i am a lot like kurt cobain
i dont have a gun
Jun 2, 2017
Jun 2, 2017 at 12:54 AM UTC
Rusty gold is here,
everywhere, in my hair, in
your mild temperament
Oct 29, 2016
Oct 29, 2016 at 10:30 PM UTC
love is like coffee
better to drink when
it's not too hot or cold
or it's not too much to get bitter
with not much sugar to be too sweet
Aug 25, 2016
Aug 25, 2016 at 6:12 PM UTC
*It is raining
Slow and steady
Not very light
Not very heavy*
When you ride your bike
The small drops pierce through your dress
It hits mildly on your eyes,
Makes your eyelashes heavy
With dripping water drops
Down to your nose and to your lips
It tastes cool and good
Compared to the demineralised water
of your household RO filter
It is raining mildly
Enough to wet you
Makes you cool and shiver lightly
Makes you fresh and cool
Gives you the energy
Better than any other means
It also brings back
A strange nostalgia
Which you can not connect
Immediately..
Is it the childhood memories ?
Is it the rainy school days ?
Is it the sweet memories of
Your dead beloved ones
Who shared many such rains in the past?
It rains mildly
Slow and steady
Not very light
Not very heavy
But enough to
Make you happy
Make you fresh
Make you calm
Make you a new person
Rejuvenating
Refreshing..
*It is raining mildly
Slow and steady*
....
Nov 14, 2015
Nov 14, 2015 at 9:52 AM UTC
They say don't hide it
They say don't pretend
Okay, I have it
But why only to selected friends?
The pain won't go
And you won't show
Sometimes, I don't know
Anymore, anymore
Go away
Do I really want this?
Do I really like him?
Do I really like her?
Sep 21, 2015
Sep 21, 2015 at 11:13 PM UTC
You can tell by the way these words are places; that I'm an ace.
Leave your tongue tied; like lace
A quick flick; sets the pace.
Hit the tip, lose your place.
Shy girl; blushing; sweet taste.
Look on your face; amazing grace.
Controlling the pace; you *** and I replace.
After all; this ain't a race; Just my point in case.
Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 4:09 PM UTC
Could you hold me up-
right, left to sit and stare
though your sifting smoke
columns like a spinal wisp,
wasting away time in your
beautiful lungs. I like to in-
hale the cast-away smiles
you hang over me, into me,
my mind lost in taste to how
your chest is as mild as May.
May 10, 2014
May 10, 2014 at 8:58 PM UTC