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 Feb 2014 TinaMarie
Amanda Small
"Why can't you just ******* tell me what you're thinking?"*

daffodils, painted glass, frost bite,*                                           you.
split ends, comforters, paint fumes, phone calls, spring time,         you.
knee highs, cigarettes, car rides, missed texts, hang overs, slip knots,   you.
school books, friendship, roof tops, chipped teeth, hang nails, snow shoes,   you.
pinky promise, treasure maps, lipstick, hopscotch, pudding pie, porch swings,     you.
 Feb 2014 TinaMarie
echo
I would say Life's a journey
but that would imply
there's a set destination
& each step is a means to an end.

I would rather say Life's an experience
that 'means' are ends in themselves
& each day should be lived
for its own sake.
I am your roar,
of anger,
pure power
released without
any reserve
creating fear
when it's the need
of the hour.

I am your fragrance,
that wafts, attracts
makes  everyone
take note.

I am your bite severe,
incisors and canines
deeply driven
without a thought,
surge of pure pleasure
expressed in a way
that may seem cruel
when the tremors of ******
washes over every cell
merging it in to a flow
seeking the sea of tranquility.

I am your moment of stillness
you, a drop of dew
that glows and awaits rebirth
when the sun kisses and dissolves you
in few golden moments.

I am your smile
so gentle, that makes
my heart stand still
with a feeling that come from
the heart of cosmos.

I and you aren't two
we lose the deep consciousness
by the play of this illusory world
where we pretend
we do things to survive
and earn a right of passage.

Nirvana happens here
in this life, in small packages,
we pretend that we are contented,
but never lose sight the truth:
eternity is our true abode,
where we aren't different,
but one and the same
along with all the others.
 Feb 2014 TinaMarie
Sia Jane
I wanted so deeply, truly,
without words, a tune,
a lyric, or a song,
to be,
oh my dearest love,
to be,
your national anthem,
to represent you, my golden
note in the sky, flying past
birds circling our skies,
the stars, and stripes, the
colours,
to be,
everything that represented, my
commitment, love, loyalty,
the unspoken,
patriotic, musical composition
gluing us together,
devoted I fell,
oh my dearest love,
we were the one,
placed ring,
do you remember my dear,
my great grandmothers ring,
the purple stone, and how
the emerald would,
grace my hand, a signature
of love, eternal blessings,
the vastness of,
Great Windsor Park, all
those lengthy trails, deer
hiding, behind the lens
camera clicking, as we
waltzed down, our
imagined up isle,
who needs a church,
when we have, horses
that gallop, our capes
we are red ruby slippers,
clicked,
we are the two princesses,
without our, frog kissed prince
we have changed the ending,
curtailed the tale,
we have used our,
unstoppable
love,
to make our own,
day dream
(nightmare)
a true, match
made in heaven,
to only,
end in,
hell,
cursed by the power,
of the malevolent,

wicked witch,
of the west.

© Sia Jane
I miss a certain person who was my life for four years.
I think we were maybe always cursed.
 Feb 2014 TinaMarie
MoVitaLuna
~

I'm letting go,
allowing myself to drown in delusions
for the very first time.
 Feb 2014 TinaMarie
MoVitaLuna
I don't want smart.
I want spontaneous.

I don't want roses and a candle-lit dinner.
I want drunken nights by the campfire.

I don't want a boy that says 'I love you'
Because I don't believe in love
And, even if I did,
I'm not emotionally capable of feeling it.
I want a boy that's okay with that.

I don't want a boy that showers me with compliments
or a knight in shining armor.
I don't want mushy love letters or romantic get aways.
I don't want a boy who's looking for a wife
because I don't believe in marriage.
And I don't want a lover.
I want a partner in crime.

I want a boy with chaos flickering in his eyes.
I want a boy who smiles a lot.
I want contagious laughter.
I want loud.
I want steamy kisses where he presses my body into his and my skin tingles.

I don't want late night phone calls or 'Good morning' texts.
I want a boy that calls me out on my *******.
I want a boy that pushes my buttons.
I want a challenge.

I don't want a boy that makes me feel pretty.
I want a boy that makes me feel alive.

I want a boy that taps on my window in the middle of the night
And brings me on a starlit adventure.

I don't want a boy that makes love.
I want a boy that will **** me raw.
And I want a boy that will let me pass out on him afterwards.
And I want a boy that won't get offended if I move away in the middle of the night
Because cuddling hurts my neck and his heartbeat is keeping me awake.

I don't want a boy that holds hands.
I want a boy that drives too fast.
I don't want a boy that babies me.
And I don't want a shoulder to cry on
Because I'm not fragile
And I can take care of myself.
I want a boy that pushes me into oncoming sprinklers
And doesn't hold anything back.

I don't want a boy that's looking for forever
because forever seems like a really long time.
I want a boy that goes day by day.

I don't want safe.
I want to go fast.
I want to live on the edge.
I want exhilaration.

I don't want to be wanted.
I want to want.
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Comment any advice you can think of that might make it a little more worth reading. I'd really appreciate it!
Love poetry is not about
The joining of man and woman-
****** or otherwise.
That is too simple for love poetry.
It’s about separation
Longing for
Searching and waiting.
In the longing lies the divine.
In desire is faith-
Reaching for something
You know is there
Reaching back for you
Like a hopeful horizon,
No proof that her arms are
Outstretched towards you.
But you feel it,
Know it somehow,
Viscerally,
Can’t help but know it
In a way that others don’t
And never will.
The faith of reciprocation.

You are special for having been
Touched
By this beautiful agony.
I'd like to believe that soulmates are forever.
That you can fall in love with someone
who is meant perfectly for you.
Someone whose body fits next to yours
like two pieces of a puzzle.
Who curves in all the right places
to fit in to the gaps between your heartstrings.

A soulmate isn't forever.

But
there is a kind of intimacy that comes with being a soulmate
and it's so much more than just ***
or skin on skin
with clothes on the floor
and the lights turned way down low
and tangled sheets and secret smiles.
It's an intimacy that comes with knowing
their hopes and dreams and secrets
and
having a deep connection that can't be replaced.

Soulmates aren't forever.
But oh, how I wish they were.
I'd really like feedback on this. I wrote this after reading many poems dealing with the idea of a soulmate and I don't really even know what a soulmate is or how to find one.
A stranger.
A stranger lies in front of me
but he didn't used to be one.
This stranger used to look at me
but now he looks at no one.
He used to talk and laugh with me
and hold me when I've broken,
but now our bond is shattered
and words remain unspoken.
I look at this stranger
with longing and regret,
Why did it have to be this way?
It's like we hadn't ever met.

There is nothing that I recognize
about this stranger that I see
He looks the same, speaks the same
but there's hardly familiarity.
He doesn't have the spirit
that urged me when I struggled
Nor the warmth and understanding
when I melt into a puddle.
There's no happiness in his eyes
no matter how hard he tries.
Instead he found new outlets
as his soul inside dies.

The man I used to know
is nowhere to be found
instead this stranger takes his place,
I cannot make a sound.
This stranger looks at me
without emotion
and departs with one swift motion.
But the clock is ticking
as I am picking
the pieces of my heart off the floor.
Unspoken words that fill our head,
Are often the words that should be said.
Sometimes we just push them aside,
And try to find them a safer place to hide.
But it’s these words that I just can’t contain.
When it’s always you that’s on my brain.
Thoughts of you that take me away,
Always dreaming about a future day.
You and your perfect smile,
Makes seeing you worth every mile.
Filled with such perfection,
You’re in no need of anyone’s correction.
the refection in your eyes,
shows me you’re in no disguise.
Could it be true?
Am I in love with you…?
Just the thought of your four lettered name,
I fear I’ll never be the same..
Wrapped up inside your skin,
The thought of you so tempting, it’s like a sin
The taste of your kiss,
Leaves me in bliss.
Although your kisses may be a beautiful art,
All I’ll ever want is your heart.
If a lover is what you wish to find,
Just look into my eyes I know you’re not blind.
Just knowing you want to be mine,
Brings to my day a little more shine.
When troubles come our way,
Just remember tomorrow can be a different day.
If you ever feel down,
I’ll just cheer you up by acting like a clown.
To make you happy I’d do anything you see?
That’s because you’re where my heart whishes to be…
You’ve put my heart at ease,
Somehow manage to make everything go by like a breeze.
My days were always so gray..
Until the moment you chose to stay…
There’s only one thing left to say it’s to be handled with care,
But I feel that’s pretty fair..
I Love You.
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