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DAVID Nov 2015
fire lips, feline walk
the perfect simetrie,
animal desire ethereal
sweetnes.

under mi sinner eyes, of
a divine madman, y find her
in shadows

sempithernal muse,
beautiful, serene, sweet,
as strawberry jam, and
wild as a lioness


your saving fire, between
the ashes of betrayal, your
kiss of fire, woke the sleeping
by hate, torture and pain
desire.

dark rellity, brougth me her
saviour lips, and with them
the verbe, oh ethereal muse
oh strawberry jam.

the fires lips, and silk
skin, hidden in shadows,
with her kisses of silk.

the sweet beauty of a leopard,
beautfiul, serene, you are life,
and fire, desire.

you walk on beauty, threw the
polluted airs, cleaning it all,
with fierce simplicity.

oh ethereal muse, beautfiul, eternal,
you eyes shine, knowing the one
who looks, adores you in silence.

your simplicity, superbe, beautiful,
sweet, wild, you are
the ethereal muse.

your silk kisses, give life,
hold it, silence the mugle doubts
with your leopard eyes.

the eyes are the sun,
in the dark artist's life,
hidden in plain sigth.

your sweetnes, oh
ethereal muse, you give
vigor, strength, a reason.

the silk kisess, and the
lost looks, take emptines,
and fill it all, threw your eyes,

the ethereal eyes, company
my dream, y adore you, as
mi goddess, company, contention,
compassion, evoqued feelings
of your eyes.

all spiritual, is the consecuence
of you, making a beast love,
you make it human, divine,
serene, loved, as its love and
adores you.

silently, threw this hello place
for madmen and poets, the rest
is haters, jealousy, or acomplisses of
creeps.

oh silk kisses, that save mi life,
in most vill of nigths, and bring
back the human in me.

oh muse, lover, you fill it all
with love, with your eyes of
ethereal leopard, mi sun.

je adore, oh loved  muse,
you are mine, beautiful,
human, divine, your kisses
give life, you love me,
and y adore you, you are mi
goddess, your silk kisses
save mi life.

c'est tout, c'est tout
je adore.
kikis poem she is my lioness
A cute and detailed steel cage
Because who arrested her knew what he was doing
A steel cage, with curves painted with gold
The girl inside was so pure
Velvet face and autumm colored lips
Flying hair between the bars in an innocent dance
But inside the perfect dance
She was unhappy
Why was so unhappy someone so beautfiul?
Because she was trapped
Nobody should feel trapped
So free her and let her live
Because cages are to fit and not to arrest
-d.a
REAL Dec 2013
Today
was an
adventure
today
was beautiful
today
felt like a beautifully written book
under the hand of a poet
today my day
felt like  the morning birds resting  in my eyes
felt like the grass taking apart my bones
throwing them to the sky
so i could fall into the clouds
Today my day
my beautfiul day was taken with photographs
and my day took a shape
of a tea and  a cold smoothie
and i felt cool down my throat
the beautiful taste, it had

I can simply say
"Today was ******* beautiful"
December 19th 2013
S Smoothie Aug 2014
Folder: Heart aesthetics

diamonds in her eyes

no hope left in her pocket

heart's a mess

heart's a mess

diamonds in her eyes

no hope left in her pocket

sun doesnt shine warm anymore

moon wont glow

heart's a mess

heart's a mess

pulling stars from the sky

dragging down rainbows

tearing wings off butterflies

heart's a mess

heart's a mess

diamonds in her eyes

no hope left in her pocket

shes so beautfiul

shes so beautiful

when her heart is all a mess

a love dies unconfessed

diamonds in her eyes

no hope left in her pocket

so beautiful,

so beautiful,

she's so beautiful

when her heart's a mess
Lindsey Stormer Apr 2016
I know that it's hard
To force yourself awake every morning
To want to take on the events of every day
To be happy with the life you are living

I know that it's hard
To love yourself fully
To be accepting of all of your flaws
To look in the mirror and be happy with what you see

I know that it's hard
To feel so alone in such a spiteful world
To feel as though everyone, everything is against you
To want to be done with this empty life

But I hope it gets easier when you
Have a family that loves you so dearly
Have caring friends who are always there for you
Have such endless opportunities to succeed in this big beautfiul world
To someone that I dearly care about, I love you and I am here to help you get through this hard time
Mims Apr 2019
Loud
Yelling
Knuckles cracking
Sick on car rides
Holding hands
Running through snow
Runny nose
Tired
Tires
Screeching on the pavement
Two people in love didn't make this
This
Me
My
Fault
My
Family
Hurt
Hit
Scared
Soft
Big hat box
Full of soft
Gloves
And just too small socks
With ribbons around the ankles
Itchy hats
With lace
And flowers
One was always yours
And one was always mine
But my favorite
Were the handkerchiefs
Small flowers embrioded on the corners
Purple or blue
Or yellow or pink
One in my pocket
One in your purse

It was better than Christmas
It was like heaven
It was like some dream
Some beautiful dream I didn't want to wake up from

A calm in the middle of the storm
That was my household
It was
Sunday
And
The Lords day

And everyone was quiet

And everyone



Was beautfiul
.
.
.
Memories that stick with me. Are not all bad. My life before, big family, little money, mean daddy. but Easter, Easter was good.
The Red Woman Dec 2021
Under my scalp
flows a river
from the outside you would think
that it's calm and lovely
the one you saw as a child
running, soothing
But my river is wild
and in spite of its wildness
so beautfiul
- because I see your face.
I see it in the waters surface
and the ghosts of our memories
flow with the stream
an endless turmoil

Normally the river wouldn't affect anything but the head
but now that you're gone
it flows out into my heart
-  into my hands,
that can no longer hold you
into my feet,
that no longer point in your direction
into my lips,
that haven't been quite satisfied since they last met yours.

My body runs over
I can't control the river
because you've filled it
it all runs over
and I cry

I cry when I don't have you.
grey Oct 2018
Waking up to a knew morning
So many plans
So many places to go
So many things to do
So many ideas but what shall I do
It is only dawn
The sun is rising
Its beautfiul
I walk to the beach first
I sit on the shore the ocean water,
It comes up against my feet
And under me,
Dawn,
Dawn is the most beautiful time of day
Clarkia Dec 2023
I sing along to
Nirvana's About A Girl
And then I pull in
And see you hanging there
From the balcony
Of our beautfiul home
I try to save you
But it's too late
I unplug you on the sixth
When the doctors
Claim you are brain dead
There is no hope
Then for years
I learn about miracles
Maybe I should have left you plugged in
Maybe I shouldn't have listened
Maybe I destroyed a miracle
Gifted to me from jah
And I will never deserve another miracle
So you died once
Maybe twice
And I died every second
Then every minute
Then every hour
Every day
Until finally
I learned to live in some truncated way
I only die several times a year
Or maybe I just don't count anymore
Because I am accustomed to it now
The loss of a lifetime
The loss of love and marriage
Never remarrying
Never having kids
Dying on the days that remind me of you
Valentines, the day your proposed, the day we married, your birthday, halloween, the days you died, christmas.
I never really live my life to the fullest
I never can
No matter how I try
There is a piece of me you took with you
When you comitted suicide
The piece of me
That wishes
You'd killed me first
Dec 3, 2023

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