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thesa Feb 2019
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you tell me you love me
but when you kiss me goodbye
why do your lips
taste like you lie
thesa Feb 2019
i am a mess today
and i will be the same tomorrow
thesa Feb 2019
i watched
the trees blossom and grow
after winter slowly let them go
i saw them greening
and i wondered
why everything around me
started to live again
whereas i seemed
to die once more
thesa Feb 2019
art
is

disruptive
destructive
irritating dismantling

it is pure chaos
within an ordered mess
it is deadly vivid
leaving me obsessed

poetry is art
art is poetry
what am i aiming for
how come i can't see
what i 'm chasing
here

breath hasten
thoughts loosen
words crafting
pen moving

this blank sheet
i fill up with my fear
nothing artistic
rather sadistic

tell me
how many poems
does my pain demand
to sometime
sound like art
thesa Feb 2019
today
we met again

my heart was pounding
against my ribcage
and i couldn't hold back
the tears

you were there
right in front of me
and i was able to see
your beauty being reflected
by the sunlight

however
i couldn't overcome our distance
and i couldn't stop my tears
when i was begging you
to come back to me
when i was telling you
how much i'm still in love
and that it's you
for whom i deeply crave

but you listened in silence
as i collapsed beside your grave
thesa Feb 2019
i drank you
as my cure

when maybe the whole time
you have been the poison
thesa Feb 2019
you know
i’d always fall into your arms
as if i wasn’t able to breathe
and you refilled my lungs
with the sweetest air
i ever tasted

oh
how far does my love to you
takes me
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