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Jun 2018 · 711
How?
Triste Jun 2018
How can I keep my words silent?
How can I keep my heart chained?
How can I starve my feelings
And never quench its thirst?
How can I empty my dreams
And clear my thoughts of you?
How can I turn the music down
When all I want to hear is you?
How can I forget the conversations
And the laughter you give?
How can I watch the sunset and never fall for you?
How it colors me gold with the fire I have for you
How can I let this die
When I keep living for you?
Jun 2018 · 608
You
Triste Jun 2018
You
Wish upon a star
And make your dreams
Come true
But I guess that's
A lie
Even with a lifetime's wish
In my reality
You will never exist
Jun 2018 · 806
US
Triste Jun 2018
US
You've got no claim
And no reason to complain
We are but lovers in the air
Jun 2018 · 543
Early Mornings
Triste Jun 2018
Early mornings
Mend the heart
And calm the mind
A sweet embrace
That warms the soul
A hope that smiles to a world unknown
And in its silence
Her love grows
Jun 2018 · 273
Ocean blue (part 2)
Triste Jun 2018
Here I stand
On your shores so grand
To marvel at a beauty
So profound
Turn my tears precious
Like pearls
Roll down my cheeks
And wash away my fears
Jun 2018 · 1.1k
Ocean Blue
Triste Jun 2018
I fell in love with you
My ocean blue
Silent and deep
I will forever weep
For your heart I cannot keep
Jun 2018 · 249
Memories
Triste Jun 2018
Memories
Distant
Like the horizon
Stretched out in the open sea
Where the sun rises and falls
Paint the skies
And color my eyes
May 2018 · 319
Intoxicated
Triste May 2018
Last night
You had a bottle of liquor in your hand
And you can barely stand
From all the feelings you have for him
They were pulling you to the ground
Today you wake up
But the pain still lingers
And his words taste bitter in your mouth
You hate it when you're sober
Because that's when it hits you harder
Yes, it's over
But you still have a bottle of liquor in your hand
Will you have another?
May 2018 · 407
Metaphor
Triste May 2018
A book says,
"Read to get away."
A pen says,
"Write to be reminded."
The mind says,
"I live to reminisce."
And the heart says,
"I am always at stake."
May 2018 · 368
Sweet tooth
Triste May 2018
My legs are made of jelly
I am weak and unsteady
My arms are like pink cotton candies
And I melt so easily
I have pretzel coated bones
And I am brittle and lonely
But my mind is a carnival
Carousels of many roundabouts
That spin incessantly
To a marshmallow heart
That often falls so fast and deliriously
Triste May 2018
I toss and turn
In this bed of feelings
I cannot discern
Pillow of your thoughts
Have kept me awake
And a blanket of your words
Have been playing in my head
I stare at the ceiling
A blank and empty space
Like my heart
A void that you can only fill in
I start to scribble your name
Hoping to find comfort in this game
But a lump in my throat started to sing
A grief-stricken ballad
Burning my skin
Bleeds my eyes
And I taste salt in my lips
Long have I been haunted by your absence
In between these sheets
But darling the night is long
A scarred morning I will mourn
That in her arms you belong
May 2018 · 174
Home run
Triste May 2018
He had a baseball bat
In his hand
I was on the mound
I pitched in my heart
Fastball
Curveball
Change-up
****
He hit them all
Home run
May 2018 · 258
Misery
Triste May 2018
Let my words find you
And let them look into your eyes
Do you see me now?
Do you feel me on your skin?
Then let my warmth linger on
Let my words touch your lips
Like a lover's passionate kiss
Let my words dance in your heart
And make your blood overflow
Let my words whisper in your ear
I Love You
Don't you know?
May 2018 · 223
For the one I love
Triste May 2018
My pen
bleeds
A thousand
death
As he gives
meaning to my
Words
May 2018 · 153
The Artist
Triste May 2018
My mind is tired
Like a barren land
Nothing grows
And words don't rhyme
Except for silence who loves time
An artist I think
Has left me with nothing but an ink
Write verses to keep
And to dream in my sleep
An artist I think
Has left me with nothing but a glance
A spark of hope for another chance?
An artist I think
Has left me with nothing but a touch
An aching stroke to my weary heart
An artist I think
Has left me with nothing but a spell
Enchanting, and I have never been the same
My mind is still tired
And the artists's love is all I ever want
May 2018 · 194
Dead end
Triste May 2018
When darkness creeps in
And light turns into a dream
Shadow of your memories paint my bedroom walls
And tears form your image as they fall
Your silence haunts me
Screaming in my sleep
I'm awake in your absence
Wounded and shattered
Naked and lost
The once blue sky has turned gray
The flowers have withered
And the rainbow no longer in sight
The wind whispered a painful cry
A dagger stabbed to the heart
You're gone and I'm alone
In this place we used to call our own
So I'll keep the lights out
And turn your music low
I'll leave this place and burn it down
Let the fire keep me warm
As I imagine walking away from your arms
Goodbye my love
And let me bury the ashes to the ground
May 2018 · 260
Alive
Triste May 2018
Dance to the silence of the stars
Dream with the clouds above the seas
Sail with your paddles of hope
Against the waves of doubt and fear
Trust like a hand that holds
Romance may venture the ocean of uncertainty
But with all your heart
Love like the fire's burning flame
May 2018 · 321
Muted
Triste May 2018
You are my quiet thought
And my reality's dream
You are my written poetry
And the music in my ears
You are the moon that lits my sky
And the star that sparkles in my eyes
Your words are drenched in sunshine
Warm as the blanket on a rainy afternoon
You bring colors, bright as the summer
The air smells sweet
Like mornings in June
I am in love with your mind
And I crave for your touch
Look into my heart
A meadow of violets and green
Where leaves glow like diamonds
A thousand morning dews
Of my feelings never told
May 2018 · 279
Bittersweet
Triste May 2018
The paper knows
And the pen understands
That the mind is a soldier
But the heart has courage
When hellos are beginnings
But so are goodbyes
When people appear in our lives
To fall in love or break our hearts
Like sunshine lost in overcast skies.
May 2018 · 181
Time
Triste May 2018
What can be more precious than time?
How each stroke creates a resonating sound
A nostalgia in every round
What can be more beautiful than time?
That breaks the dawn with painted skies
And a golden sun that dies for moon?
What can be more powerful than time?
That wounds the heart
And heals a soul?
That can stop the world
And hold two people in tune?
May 2018 · 291
Poetry
Triste May 2018
A song as an art form
Is poetry
Dancing on rhythms of magical word play
And inspired by the melodies of a beating heart
May 2018 · 265
Unrequited
Triste May 2018
You make my mind restless
And my heart is rather reckless
You are my sleepless night
And the reason I write
You carry a world, maybe a burden to some
But it's making you dance
To a tune I may never understand
I love watching you take every step
If only those feet are meant to dance with mine
But still you're singing the sweetest lullaby
And darling, I painfully hold on to your melody
May 2018 · 189
Words
Triste May 2018
We only have words between us
A reason to smile
Fragments of the mind
A scent that lingers on
To shake my bones
And set the heart on fire

You have golden dust in your eyes
When silence creeps in
I dream, can't I?
A golden skyline
Or an ocean view
The smell of salty air
I looked at you
Words, that's how I fell for you

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