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 Feb 2016 Urmila
kattrinsart
I love you, like a Rose of blue
No other would smell as sweet.
I love you, like a Rose of blue
because you are perfectly unique

Blue is the colour of the sky
and the ocean dark and deep
which I see float in your eyes
every time I take a peek

It's also the colour of sadness
which I feel when I am not with you.
The shivering cold of darkness
I need my one true you
 Feb 2016 Urmila
Ryan Cripps
Over
 Feb 2016 Urmila
Ryan Cripps
Our words started to stutter,
and our lips began to quiver;
tears formed in our eyes,
enough to fill a river.

We couldn't say the right words,
but in that moment
no words could give us closure.
The silence spoke for us,
we both knew it was over.
We're perfect for each other,
it just wasn't the right time.
Cherish your loved ones.
 Feb 2016 Urmila
faithfulpadfoot
The road is dark, the wind is cold with frost,
I know just where I am, yet I am lost;
I cannot ask for help, although I try,
And so I look to you in the night sky;
Your light is there, so soft, and yet so strong,
My stars, whom I have loved for oh, so long;
And as I cry to you, my mother stars,
Blurred by my tears, stretch out your loving arms
And call to me 'Sweet child, you're not alone,
My child, look up, you'll never be alone'
I cried as I walked home today because of all the stars
 Feb 2016 Urmila
it's ok
Unconcerned
 Feb 2016 Urmila
it's ok
my eyes are heavy and watering
But I don't remember the last time I cried
I left my respobilities far too early today
I should feel bad,
But instead I'm staring at a television
With animated figures
All this time I tried to be straight forward
And they called me abstract still
 Feb 2016 Urmila
Matthew Harlovic
in a joking manner, he pulled my leg
out from under my mother’s womb.
sundered. i cried out like thunder,
beautiful view. magnificent desolation.
admiration flattered my mother’s frustration
with a standing ovation in a bedside vase.
faced with foretaste, greeted by starvation,
i was placed in my very own space station.
a part of a constellation and considered a sun,
i wondered just where i was from.

© Matthew Harlovic
 Feb 2016 Urmila
Lesa Renee
Aren't you tired of "getting through it" again and again?
"It's You, It's You,
It's all for you,
Everything I do..."
 Feb 2016 Urmila
Elle W
I am held.
 Feb 2016 Urmila
Elle W
He frustrates me, more than you could ever imagine.
Twisting my mind until I become dizzy and disorientated from the confusion.
The web he weaves of contradictions and uncertainties cuts into my soul, with sharp words. Sharp enough to **** someone, or bring them into insanity.
Constant on and off thoughts of "does he want me?" cloud my brain like a song; but I keep going back for more, as he is addictive.

He frustrates me, more than you could ever imagine; but my God those eyes, hypnotic, bright.  That smirk, as if he knows he has me wrapped around his finger.
And I am, he feels like home, in the most beautiful of ways.
Warm skinned and cold-hearted, without even a word he keeps me. I am held captive by that gaze, my God those eyes!

*He frustrates me.
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