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For a second for I forgot, but thank god I remember
there a reason out fire's now just a dying ember.
Her pretty brown eyes, they shine in the sun
she might not be good, but she's **** good fun.
I've had too many angels, I need a good sinner
the others all lost, but this one's a winner.
I can't ever remember the taste, of her lips
The only memory of her is my arms round her hips
She tasted too sweet, too much and too strong
Sure she tasted nice, but the kiss it felt wrong
Every kiss with her, I was thinking of another
and then she came, my most regretted lover,
And my memory's faded, of her lips too
and on the subject of kisses, I'm thinking of you
I saw you
then
I adored you
then
I loved you
then
I missed you
then
I yearned for you
And now
I'm scared
because
I feel like
I'm starting
to hate you
:'(
Ever since I saw you from afar
and saw your eyes shining like a star,
each one a perfect little ellipse,
I've been dreaming of your lips.
So come on princess, come take my hand
and in this dying light we'll stand
alone together, our fingers entwined
the thought you, dancing on my mind.
My beautiful princess, with lips so sweet
because of you my heart beats fleet,
and when you leave, I will miss you
until this distance we eschew.
Because there aren't any words any more, not for you and not from me
Because I don't feel a thing any more, and it's no-one's fault you see
But actually I tell a lie, because these words will never end
But what's changing now, is the person to whom I'll send,
each long winded poem and handwritten note
each perfect kiss and each misused quote.
Just a glimpse, from afar
of a perfect shinning star
and now my heart, it starts to sing
these poems in my ears they ring.
Of love, of life, of hate, of war
passion, triumph and so much more,
and to think I thought these words were gone,
thankfully I'll keep going on
till I draw my final breath
writing poems unto my death.
One final moment till I achieve peace
With one final breath, the voices will cease
And no one will notice, not for many a'day
and those who do notice, won't care either way
So to end my life, with the ****** of this blade
and so to end, all the mistakes I have made.
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