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Warm bourbon bottle company
I won't need you anymore
Once the last drop is emptied
Ill sing myself a song of sadness
And fall asleep right where you left me
On stormy days,
The balcony door open,
I sit listening, watching,
And feeling an electric air.

There is the sound
Of seagulls crying out.
The wind whips in uproar.
Pregnant black clouds overhead

Churn with birth pains
Wanting to release their burden
Onto the earth beneath.
I watch and wait.

Clouds billow and bellow,
Swirling above the house tops.
With the temperature's sudden drop
The sweat from their brows

Begins to drip in relief to all.
Melanie Munoz Apr 17
Me acosté abajo la sombra de un árbol
Los pájaros hablan de ti
Como tus ojos pintaban objetos en verde e azul
Como tus labios cantaban de historias que no me importaban
Como el sol besaba tu piel
Siempre hablan de ti.
Siempre pienso en ti.
I decided to publish one of my Spanish poems!
Melanie Munoz Apr 17
You had rivers for eyes,
You were cold like the tide.
You were bright like the day yet you seep into night.
This night,
This cold, dark night.
And tonight you lay under stale heavy smoke.
You spill from my dreams where our love was revoked.
Melanie Munoz Apr 10
My love was endless and my life was discrete.
In warm coffee joints and stable routines.
The dinner on Perk Ave, with pancakes and hot tea.
Now that's been forgotten, from history.
A lot has changed.
Now nothing means to me.

-Melanie Munoz
kingkrule
I've grown to hate the warmth of foreign bodies
Their greedy lungs and sweaty pores
To feel love when they draw me close
To curse my broken bones

-Melanie Munoz
#BeKrule
I felt the rush in my stomach  
My heart full and empty of oxygen
My lungs pounding
I felt it flow right out of me
Oozing like white ****
Burning like whisky on fresh cuts
I feel it flow right out of me

-Melanie Munoz
I’m sorry I can’t give you the love you deserve
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