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Umi Jan 2018
I love you I love you please remember that
I love you I love you please I am so glad we met
I love you I love you please forgive me for being a little yandere, crazy
I love you I love you when I think of you my vision gets hazy
My heart pounds fast I want this to last, I want you to be mine alone, just mine
Until both of us reach the end of our lifetime
I love you I love you please understand
I love you I love you please dont replace me
I love you I love you youre the one I want to be (with)
I love you I love you youre like a lily Elegant, wonderful and majestic, beautiful and so sweet
You won my heart in the matter of a heartbeat
Come my love with me take a seat
Lets cuddle, lets kiss, lets remember this
That we should be happy together, that we should find bliss
So I will cheer you up as much as I can, you're the one I miss (when youre gone)
I love you I love you that is all I can say
I love you I love you you are my ray, of light
I love you I love you so lets shine bright tonight
Until we have found buried one another in each other's hearts
Until the blush of dawn arrives and another day starts


~ Umi
I still don't sleep well at night sometimes. I miss you, whoever you are, or maybe I just miss having someone close to me I can put all of this love into, an outlet for my affection. Whatever the case, I spend my waking moments wondering where you are and my moments asleep wondering when. It's honestly getting harder to tell the difference between the two, the two infinite worlds of possibility where wild, unexpected things happen. Or don't. Sometimes the reality is more interesting than the dream.

There's a certain sense of tranquil quiet when you're lonely that I can only appreciate for about 5 minutes before my heart grips against its iron bars, looking for a key or a file or a spoon to leap its way out of my chest to freedom and adventure. It writes Morse code letters on skipped heartbeats to you, but I am a miserable translator and I'm sorry. I'm sorry for my past, for all the wrongs I've committed in the nebulous black leviathan night, the almost-nightmare state of bleariness and hypnotic suggestibility. Clarity only comes when you spirit your marble curved likeness in the warm wooded embrace I do so long for in waking life.

I ramble and you float away, O kind angel of faint hope, white stone wings beating tremendously in sync like the buzzer of an alarm clock, striking me asleep again for daylight, somnambulating across the barren black-tar desert in search of water and finding only more black sand.

The nights have become more torturous without your colorless gaze. Please get here soon so I can tell you about how I've known you all my life.

With fondest regards,
Christian
Umi Jan 2018
The way of the tears are the way to comfort
Sigh my friend and come to rest,
Relieve yourself and let it all out,
Mama is here, cry it out loud,
You will feel better, don't worry my children
To feel sad is natural, it is a blessing even!
Our darkest moments are a gift from above
How else should we be able to determine times of ease and love ?
I will be here with you, do not worry
You are not alone, you are not a bother,
This is why there's no need to say sorry
Just spend time here with mother
I will try my best so that you put on a smile again
Don't feel crushed, it will be better...
Rest your head on my lap, let me sing you to sleep
Until the next day arrives
And the sun arises before our very eyes
bringing light
Sleep tight, my child


~ Umi
Umi Jan 2018
Erina
A wonderfull dear
Who is eager to cheer
Who lets me love her,
Who I can enjoy being near, (with)
Who is kind of insecure and clings
Though she reminds me of my goal...so I will be an angel one day, embrace her with my wings
I like her a lot, she has a special place in my heart
Thus I almost didn't know where I should start
She is awesome in many ways
Thus I want to claim her with a smile on my face
She is so nice and full of grace
I will serve serve cuddles and of course a kiss
So that I can see how her eyes fill with bliss,
She is special for me indeed,
So I will be here for her if there should be the need
Eirina I cherish you
Please dont be sad, dont you see I am reaching through
Youre my little star on the dakest of nights
Give me hope while sending in the wavelenghts of your beautiful lights
Lets make love my dear And free each other from all fear
So that love prevails
So that this ship sails


~ Umi
For my cutest <3
Umi Dec 2017
Aren't books just fun to read ?
To find out " Where does this story lead?"
They are nice to read in bed, let you quickly fall asleep
And then you can enjoy slumbering very deep
Unless you read something which messes with your mind
Then you probably stay up through the night and weep
Just try not to make it bind (you)
Books are an adventure for your brain
Can distract you from all that aweful rain
So read more its good for you
Maybe they even help you though (tougher times)
So please my dear give it a go
With the right genre you'll like it, I know
We can do it together,
Cuddling forever,
Under the beautiful light of the moon
Until the night finds its end soon

~ Umi
Umi Apr 2018
A kiss of death,
Before you can safely visit the realm of the deceased, the long gone,
A last breath, before it can end, escaping the boundary of this reality,
The embrace of death might not be always gentle, it may take some cruelty before it sets you free, to fly away, leaving us, finally behind,
It may happen in a restless night, or when you are asleep, that a lady comes to engage her lips, pressing them against yours and spiriting you away, lifeless, the corpse would remain, but worry not, darling.
If the kiss lacks of passion, more importantly dedicated affection however, it shall be unsuccessful, leaving a mark of fear in that soul,
Without a sound, the light dies, plunging everything around in deep yet loitering darkness, burnt, blistered and fallen is the blooming life,
Even so, humanity has no other choice but to follow this chosen road,
Living as they do now, unable to escape the endearment of dying,
I hope that, this body of mine can disperse in a gentle peaceful way,
Carried away with a single kiss of love, then sleeping, for eternity,
With that being said, would you like a kiss,
Darling ?

~ Umi
Silverflame Oct 18
I know I'm a fool for
running away from love,
especially when love is the only
thing I've been dreaming of.

But I'm afraid of rejection, so I
isolate myself from other's affection.

Time after time I find myself
walking this road alone,
with just the thought of love
to keep me warm.
Llila Feb 6
Rot
I am but a prisoner to your affections
I am:
Self Shackled
Noose Tied
Hanging on to your every word.

I dare not speak,
For when I do,
Rivers of rot,
Spill out unto you.
putting all my eggs into a half collapsed basket i guess
James LR Mar 2018
A little battered, a little worn
A little stained, a little torn.
Bits of sweat and blood and tears
Stretched from sleep throughout the years.

It isn't much, but it's like me
Filled with care and memories
The white no longer holds it's glow
But it's still warm and soft and so
If you need my sweater,
I'll give it happily.
I know you'll wear it better
And with you I will be.
Felix Sipido Oct 2018
The golden light shines bright
But does not reach the abyss of my being
Yet.
An Oracle showed me the way;
But it is I,
who must now choose the path I take.
Leaving the insouciance of my place of birth
For the big, beautiful and scary world.

The path is, however, not the end,
What matters most is how the traveller crosses it;
Living for love, wisdom and knowledge,
On a path of tears, joy, and pain;
Is preferable to living for fake happiness
On a path of lies, deceit and sorrows.

The forest is waking up
On the dawn of a new day;
One where I will blossom like the Amaryllis
Until dusk catches up
And fate leaves me forsaken.

But before the slow marching of time
And its eternal sleep
Get to me,
I will make sure to fully live my life,
For one must die to live eternally.

From the dawn of adulthood
To the dusk of my life
I will make sure to get remembered
And to make you mine.
For I believe we share a fate,
A mind,
And a love.
Little poem about how I imagine my future will look like. Give me feedback :)
nabila s Jul 2018
afraid of having you wholefully
for a fear of losing you pieces by pieces, slowly
from trapping you inside of me 24/7
to letting you go entirely
by saying i love you each and every single night
doesn't mean i want to be yours
i just wanted to feel, be loved, by loving
in case i don't get any of you
either because you're not used to me
or you choose not to
it doesn't matter
cause every time
my eyes scream 'you look beautiful' in every light i met you
my heart runs a marathon for the hope of welcoming yours into mine
even my nose sense a tragic yet desiring story of one who fell so deep
one became so in love
and for each time you smile, not for me, for who, but the world,
my existence has been blessed for letting you be one of thousands i've seen
one of hundreds i know
one of few i befriend
one of one i fell for

and when the time comes,
i know my invitation never really went away
still, didn't give up yet.
Pyrrha Jul 2018
I find it strange that when I look into your eyes I'm not met with an endless starry sky. The world around me doesn't freeze or turn monochrome around everyone but you. I don't see an endless sea or visions of a setting sun, no matter my determination. So how do I know it is love if it isn't as the words I've heard all my life describe?

Yet my heart still drops when you walk into the room, even when your focus is a place far off. People say it's like a flutter but this is far too heavy to use such a light word to describe such a feeling. It's painful, but I know it isn't something ominous or bad because it feels right. How do I know it is love if none if my words describe it right as they should?

I get it every time our eyes meet or you tilt your head and smile with your head in the clouds. I get it when you laugh to yourself or say something hardly above a whisper. When you focus so hard you ***** up and let out that silly sigh of aggravation and I feel such deep affection. Yet is it alright for me to say what I feel is love when I can't even tell myself what love is?

I don't think your eyes need starry skies or my stomach needs a million butterflies. Your smile doesn't need to illuminate the room and my thoughts for you don't need an anchor. Your love shouldn't have an expectation and my words don't need to have a proper diction.

Perhaps I'll see it in your heart or feel it in your touch one day if you feel the same regardless of what the world has sold me with their modern day poetry. I promise you that no matter how hopeless I become I will find out for myself  what it means to love you wholly, even if I have to find out from loving at a distance.
I don't understand why I write so many poems about love when I am not even in love. It is so frustrating to have words without a muse and a muse without words.
Adilson Smith Nov 2017
I would say
I love you with all my heart.

But that's not quite right.

For I love you with far much more
Than just that one part.

For instance,
I love you with my lips:
They pucker lovingly like filled balloons
Rising skyward in a knot.

I love you also
With my eyes. Like a ruly clerk,
They sieve your frame with careful affection,
Vitalized by every detail.

My ears, too, are full of love.
I can feel them during the night;
Thumping with blood
As you rise and decline
Asleep in my nook.

There are many others.
My eyebrows, so enlivened,
Agitate my face
And my toes, so excited,
Tense in my shoes
As though afraid of getting wet.

Other parts aren’t so conspicuous.
My arms plot in the dark --
They long to swim around your waist
And link us back to breast.

And my fingers, naughty things,
Scheme to tease your dress
Above your pretty knees
And above your pretty chest.

Would you believe,
Even my ****'s involved!
Though he’s more obvious
With his *****, open smile
And cheeky morning breath.

But chief of all my loving parts
Is my un-run soul
Unkenneled, at last,
Sprinting furiously
Next to yours.
# love #silly

Note -- this is very much a rewrite of Watsky's splendid and original "love poem" (worth checking out on YouTube).
Gabriel Bonney Sep 2018
I will stay with you tonight
Keep you close 'til morning light
Dawn will come, don't close your eyes
We will watch the new day rise
safak | Turkish | (n.) the first skylight seen during dawn or just before the sun rises
Clueless Dec 2018
We both lie flat with our right sides facing downward.
Her back is to my stomach,
Her head is on my chest,
And my chin rests on her head.
My arm is across her stomach
And both of her arms are entwined in my left.
My right hand is lying palm up and her cheeck lays down on it.
My legs are laying twisted with hers.

We sit for hours like this.
I feel her warmth
And she feels mine.
I listen to the rhythm of her heartbeat and the sound of her breathing.
It is the most calming sound in the world.

I feel her arm, her hand, her face.
Doing my best to memorize her every contour.
Doing my best to remeber how she feels,
So I never have to feel alone again.

But I will never be able to replicate her warmth,
Her soft, gentle touch,
Or her sweet aroma.

When we cuddle
All I can feel is her love.
I have never so close to another human being, both physically and emotionally. She makes me happy, she keeps me warm inside, and she keeps me stable. I love her dearly and I hope we are to last for a long time. Right now I am just a hopless romantic with a woman haunting my mind.
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