#pillows
Pillows fluffed up perfectly,
throw blankets set down with care.
The living room is masked-
it looks perfect,
not a crumb in sight, nowhere.
But internally,
the pillows are about to burst,
start crying blanket tears.
She wants to drown in them,
to simply disappear.
She throws the pillows to the ground,
tries to rip the blanket to shreds.
It doesn’t work, Her mind is still filled with dread,
but Her face- happy instead.
Feb 27
Feb 27, 2026 at 3:00 AM UTC
Anxiety, the ever damnable beauty
You twisted my love into sins
You bend my trust into truths;
You are a rose that doesn't have thorns
Instead you're armed with thousand swords,
And in them I found myself
Always wounded—
Always I fold.
In the end I am a jester,
Laughing like a fool,
Kneeling in front the gallows
About to lose my darling head;
The stench of all the depraved
Mixed into a harrowing essence called Despair
Seeping into my soul as it pollute the air.
Darkness hugs me as my only friend
Crystals stained the pillows in my bed;
I know there's no problem
But you cunning devil incessantly whispered to me,
That they are always near.
Sep 23, 2024
Sep 23, 2024 at 11:11 AM UTC
A widow from Wimberly whistles
And fills all her pillows with thistles.
So nice on the cheek,
You’ll sleep for a week.
When dozing on brambles and bristles.
Apr 30, 2024
Apr 30, 2024 at 8:20 PM UTC
Birds always fly south
When, a winner has a moment...
Sour old fall, of life into bed with a crowd
Of feelings; never a spoil or relent?
Acceptation and divorce, artily
A shrewd person knows more than a cup of tea?
Lights and party's, fights and smarty...
When a dalliance has the floor, a candor can be...
Hair is a smile, if first and foremost denial?
Simply airs, and the deified soul to prove...
A habit in the gray, hosts of decency known a while
You are the hero, I am the pact and the silence of love...
A wager in the shadow of a waterfall?
Since rainbows are so expensive, or a mutual cause...
Where is a life more naked, with terror or mercy for a salt?
The price of love has become even more, a sit with laws...
Knowing what I do, a reason has a voice to win every argument
Spill of light, or cover of darkness...
The tooth you share, is a peace with a realm to its redoubt, patience?
Has the time to remember me; when shame has become a seen, bless...
Sleep or sunshine, the dream is the same...
Sport of since, and the charity of a simpler sake
My moment in the borrowing of still, has come and gone with fame
Of a new time, in the shared forces of wishes, we've come to hate or make?
Oct 30, 2023
Oct 30, 2023 at 6:07 PM UTC
Panic's jewel...
Or, is that pride?
Poor relenting, to you...
The question of irony on your side?
Places and things, together
With a real appetite for life's regency
So, sophisticated, the liberty of kind to bother
An open air, of a wish that found deception's history...?
My undone mercy, my marveling hope
Is with a ghost of a chance, the truth
In a guarded fist, to promise a shared cope?
If any pout of lore, is a wish that sought your youth...
I will follow...
Despairing consciences, with a blinking stare at honor
That defies home for one thing only, that is to harrow...
The dread in a tear, found for a salt that told a story:
Once upon a time, and the tenderness of couth
To wake upon a simple bed, the taste of harmony in league
With itself, the role of unity and vice, come the riches of who
Is a part defined, and who is a smarter focus divine, of each?
Which will the tows of remorse...
Work as we said, they have the skill's of duress to laud
And heraldry of a looming proportion, to understand the worse
The life of another lords prophet, the can and the callous odd...
Here is such, the lies or levity we fate
With a rekindled fire, for what is a stranger look, of desperation
Sincerity or since charity is a fool for itself, the world of sate
Is a kindness only a lover could afford, the very gift of intimation?
Tomorrow?
And the ides of heathen politeness, are here
To simply move forward and borrow
The truth in an order and repute, that has oneself to bless, with another's fear...?
Jun 25, 2022
Jun 25, 2022 at 1:25 AM UTC
I water myself daily, play my heartstrings like a ukulele
the music makes me smile, my art child
I can no longer blame me, for the times you were shady
cannot stay hostile, the negativity is vile
I move on and I move in, to my new skin
I got into my groove and I let myself in
to the world of violins that play for my smirk
I was ****** hurt, and overworked
but now as I rest in my throne of pillows
I realize true peace as I watch the wind bend the willows
Jan 16, 2022
Jan 16, 2022 at 12:44 PM UTC
So this is how it feels
To be nailed to a cross
On a backdrop of pillows.
That mattress on which we lie...
The bedsheets are like the wind
Floating amidst your thundering sighs;
Yes, they are hammering me down
As you hold me there with your thighs
Beneath mine.
I am powerless,
I am breathless
As I tread upon the night sky
And the echoes of your rest.
There is a crossroad as I follow the path:
One to sorrow,
One to hopelessness,
One to indifference
And one to the divine.
And now at last there's a silence
That may linger til the morn.
We’re all prepared for renewal
From a past that won’t be left behind.
Mar 28, 2021
Mar 28, 2021 at 1:15 AM UTC
I never wanted to change the sheets,
as I always smelt you even though
you weren't there.
I loved you from the distance,
from a kiss from you to us.
But I knew that I needed you to know,
that I was here even though
you weren't between the pillow
and sheets keeping me warm.
Sleeping without you, clutching the
the cusion that had
you head rested
next to mine..
Closing my eyes I'd imagine you looking
lost into mine.
Breathing deeply I feel a moment
when you loved me.
I felt lost till you were next to us,
we weren't apart.
But I lost you every time you
closed the door.
But now you're next to me, no longer
cuddling pillows of dreams
I have the real thing, you next to me.
Sep 26, 2020
Sep 26, 2020 at 7:23 PM UTC
As the rain drops
And the time stops
A memory of you pops
And craves for your voice box.
I just missed you
Hoping that you think of me too.
A long rainy day
Hoping that you stayed.
As I close my eyes,
As this tears dry
With the memories having you by my side
Hoping my pillows absorb our cherished times.
Aug 16, 2020
Aug 16, 2020 at 2:02 AM UTC
you cant always make pain leave.
it knows its directions.
it knows how to follow you home.
pain knows its way to your sheets.
it knows which side of the pillow is colder.
if it ever visits you tonight
just let it in,
lead it to the blank pages
of a notebook.
there,
it will stay.
between these lines,
this is where it stays.
Aug 15, 2020
Aug 15, 2020 at 6:28 PM UTC
Clouds are like pillows in the sky.
Oh! how I wish that I could fly.
To touch the soft white,
To lay there till night,
When the moon gazes down with its silvery eye.
Feb 28, 2020
Feb 28, 2020 at 10:09 AM UTC
Keep puffing poisonous clouds
I feel stress decrease
Lost like my former self
Keep searching for inner peace
Things are so out of place
Been ****** up for awhile
Try to keep my mind right
Hosting self-blame and denial
I obstruct noise with music
Block distractions with volume
Worries barge in large groups
Interrupting speakers loud tune
Nothing quiets my ever-screaming thoughts
No sound drowns my troubled brain out
Tried but am incapable of
Changing what I think about
Sometimes I lose control and cry
It's the only thing I can
In bed dreaming happy futures
Hope to get there but have no plan
Fall asleep before pillows dry
Fall apart when dusk creeps in
Negativity held in place by lies
Like laundry hung on clothespins
Love is our ultimate weakness
Only great fools believe otherwise
We escape life through others
That is our true demise
Dec 6, 2019
Dec 6, 2019 at 6:51 AM UTC
I seem to write
My best at night
When I can't sleep
And I've turned out the light
When I've said goodnight
To the darkness under my bed
Twixt my pillows
And neath my head
Once I've said goodnight
To the the bits of light
That has bled
From my window
And the streetlamps
Jun 26, 2019
Jun 26, 2019 at 11:37 PM UTC
pillows are just sponges for the choppy waters on my face
Dec 30, 2018
Dec 30, 2018 at 1:39 AM UTC
let me lay down some facts
fact is; the minute before i meet you i still get butterflies.
every photo of you that you send makes the whole world quiet
you made me pick up my guitar again
you made want to pick up the microphone again
the violin
to sit down at the piano and learn.
you made me want to be better not only for myself, but for you.
fact is; the smell of your hair can send me to sleep
the sight of your eyes can make the floor seem steep
i'm falling.
the touch from your hands set me on fire
the taste from your lips like sweet oxygen brings me back to life
as if for the moments before, i wasnt really alive.
the sound of your voice makes everyone else's fade away...
fact is; your laugh
oh my dear girl your laugh....
makes me smile like angels are singing.
and your cry
makes my arms automatically fall open
aching for you to be within them
because darling within them
no one can hurt you
no one can touch you
and everything is okay.
fact is; you taught me that i can trust again
you taught me what making love means
truly means.
because in the winter we learnt what it means together
and i wouldn't of had it any other way.
fact is; i cant stand the thought of you being hurt.
so i ask when i seem too persistent or annoying when asking you
it's only because i care.
fact is; when it feels like no ones out there
when it feels like the world is too big to handle
i promise you i'm still here
i promise you i'll hold your hand
i promise you that everything will be alright
because i care.
because i will do anything to make sure you're safe.
fact is;
...you're the first and last thing i think about in the day.
if my pillows could read minds
my bedsheets would be covered in your name.
fact is;
I love you.
and i just thought maybe you needed reminding of that.
Jul 11, 2018
Jul 11, 2018 at 11:56 AM UTC
Her pillows damp
with her tears.
For what she felt
was the worst.
Broken to pieces
and left
unchecked.
She will never
love again she
said.
Then he came and
changed the
pillows.
Wiped her of
those tears,
And calmed her
down.
Stayed there till
she stood on her
own.
Along time then
she smiles.
Ridden of her
sorrows and pain.
He stayed with
her till then,
She didn't
realize she was
falling again.
-HIY
May 4, 2018
May 4, 2018 at 5:41 AM UTC
Natuyo na ang kaalatang pumapalibot sa kanyang mga mata
Ilang papel na ang nasira sa pagtulo ng mga basang kalungkutan sa mga salitang pinagsikapang idikta't ibuga
Umaasang, balang araw
Ang sakit na kinikimkim ay tuluyan ding
maiibsan
Ngunit
Lumipas ang mga buwan, humina ang katawan
Nagkulong sa loob ng sariling kasakiman't kadiliman sa takot na muling masaktan.
Pero tama na.
Sa wakas, dumating na ang realisasyong matagal nang inaasahan: Nakakasawa nang magtiis matulog sa mga basang unan.
Panahon na para ito’y labhan.
Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 6:21 AM UTC
I used to love sleeping.
But I dreamed about losing you.
losing you. lose you. l.o.s.e.
So, I stopped sleeping.
I soon hid the blankets
the sheets
the pillows
I told you about my dream. You laughed
I told my friends about my dream. They laughed, too.
Now, I used to love laughing.
But I can’t laugh if I’ll lose you.
So, I married you.
I soon prepared the blankets
the sheets
the pillows
And sleep by your side. Now, I can sleep.
Jan 4, 2018
Jan 4, 2018 at 8:41 PM UTC
I weaponized love, collected the
pheromones of
every smile.
A heart beat,
my hands laid upon everyone.
I stole one maybe
two seductively,
They thought I was smitten with
there motions.
But I stole every petal
that had laid upon there blossoming eyes.
I will steal every happiness,
that is gloated
from the hands of others
to feed ego's whims.
Where they stole the reflections of others hearts.
And I slept, why they wept on lonely pillows...
Dec 15, 2017
Dec 15, 2017 at 5:06 PM UTC
late nights by the fire
sipping on hot chocolate
under a fort of blankets and pillows
drunk on laughter and
high on love
we danced in the moonlight
(i apologized too many times for stepping on your toes)
we ran through sprinklers and
wished upon shooting stars
you kissed me like never before
you held me like you were going to lose me
i could feel your heart beat as you drifted to sleep on the floor
i love you more than the sun loves the moon
i'm never in the dark when we're together
your passions burn like the sun
you guide me in troubled times
you carry me when i can't stand
i got lucky when i met you
my heart hasn't been the same since
Sep 14, 2017
Sep 14, 2017 at 5:41 PM UTC
I'm on the edge of awake and asleep
And the blade is pressed below my eyes
Hard enough to bruise but not to break
Soft enough that I can't sleep and I'm not awake
Jul 26, 2017
Jul 26, 2017 at 12:14 AM UTC
What
if
the
pillows
could collect
the tears
and
recycle
them
to
drinkable water,
could be supplied
to the people
who are
in
drought
affected
area
?
Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 1:46 PM UTC