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 Jun 2014 Theia Gwen
Brandon
Acrid
 Jun 2014 Theia Gwen
Brandon
I will torture you
You will torture me
We will call it love
The death of us
Every thought of you
Is like a piercing thorn
Ripping up my skin
Leaving it cut and torn

Every word you say
Is like a poisoned knife
Stabbing through my heart
Slowly ending my life

Everything you are
Is everything I need
So I cling to hope
Although it makes me bleed
 Jun 2014 Theia Gwen
Tark Wain
Last week I dropped a plate
sorry I said
but to my disdain
it was not made whole again
The cigarette burns bright
Between your perfect fingers
And I think that this night
Could never be any better

There's strawberry wine by your bed
And your hair falling down your back
And these thoughts racing through my head
As our bodies draw so, so close

Acting intimately
I feel very, very small
All these things you've shown me
I'm left struck with this awe

Your hand on my thigh, I'm shaking
I gently caress your smooth neck
My heart is violently quaking
As I draw you in close, touch lips
And fall into your kiss
This poem was primarily inspired by Looking For Alaska by John Green.
I wanted you all the while
I was in love with someone else
But it was you who made me smile
And made my heart melt

But I didn’t want to be alone
And I knew our timing wasn’t right
So I settled for the thing I’d known
Ignoring thoughts of you that came at night

I shut off all those feelings
And told myself it was wrong
Ignoring that love should have no ceiling
And that I couldn’t live like that for long

And now I just want to tell you
How strongly that I feel
But I fear you won’t like the way I grew
And for real was not our deal
 Jun 2014 Theia Gwen
Ahmed Usman
Little bird you cannot fly today
I can see you broke your wing
how is it then outside my door
though in pain I hear you sing

Little bird I've wounds as well
and broken places I can’t feel
if you’ll share a song with me
together maybe we can heal

Little bird we know life is hard
and I'm afraid but ready to try
if you’ll teach me how to sing
perhaps tomorrow we can fly
 Jun 2014 Theia Gwen
Mike Hauser
You can give me all your secrets
I'll keep them well hid for you
I'm not here to pass any judgement
On what you did or didn't do

I've not been appointed as your judge
For all you've done in life
I have a hard enough time understanding
What all I've done in mine

I can never let it get out
I'm not who they think I am
That the life I've portrayed for so many years
Has been no more than a sham

So don't worry about your secrets
They're all safe with me
Because if all the secrets I hold spilled out
It's the real me that they might see
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