"feeeling" poems
You are a planet
Come crashin into me
Start feeeling like
This is hennessy
Everytime that you
Come rushin into me
I start to think about
Everything I really need
But it seems like
Seems like
You don't care about
My life
But at the same time
I'm ok with that
Jun 13, 2017
Jun 13, 2017 at 2:33 AM UTC
oh what a darkness of consistency
grows around this silence
that of a lonely sentence
fallen to earth by itself
offering hesitated thought
that which conceives, yet conceals
a deep misery
an unhappiness that blinds the eyes
that does in its silence circle like poisoned incense
around a badly carved pentangle
squeezing tears from the corners of clenched eyes
forming a violent trembling
from neck to ankles
its silent translation a feeeling
of immence tension vibrating through the body
Ah, this fallen silence
is the beauty that Isaw, I see
the change incredible that brings
this silenece to me rather that someone else
where bliss does come down
and envelope in a mist of passionate lips embrace
imersining itself in a liberating tumultious emotonal experiance
resurfing as internsified passion
intricate in its dipiction
dazzling in its dencely textured matrex
of intimacy in its silence; its fallen silence
the silence of a kiss
that kiss
his kiss
my first kiss with another boy
May 31, 2013
May 31, 2013 at 10:14 PM UTC
One moment with you,one time to spend besides you is the feeeling of power of love you have ,your love to spend,your kindness to care and your touches to touch me with makes me see the existence of love
Give me time ,give me you, my whole me loves your whole you, give me moment,give me more passion to spend with you but one touch to my skin,one love we could share,one moment you'll be mine forever, one moment would be all I need ,but one moment to spend is crucial....
Nov 21, 2014
Nov 21, 2014 at 6:32 AM UTC
retrain your brain to really know what love is
its not about whats under your shorts but the feeeling you get
when you see them
and your stomach drops
and your world stops
and its not that theyre youre everything
but a hell of alot
*** is a yes
but gender does not matter
in my opinion, not your religion
love does not discriminate
despite that cliche
love is to anyone youd die to see happy
youd sacrifice something just to make them smile
because that makes you smile
its worthwhile
love is overwhelming and you feel wonderful and natural and free
and you feel like youre a cup being filled with soda thats about to spill over
but i dont care because thats what you mean to me
Jul 21, 2013
Jul 21, 2013 at 10:07 AM UTC
Drips of tranquility covers even the slittiest form of imperfection
And though our hearts may be restless we seem to push on
Through every blade that's been pierced to sever our well being.
Tempting us to use our spirit of love persuading and misguiding us saying that love is just a feeeling.
But what is love?
how can it be described?
And can we interpret our definition if everyone is hurting?
Is what we've been taught just a way to keep us on a level to not think for ourselves?
Or are we just too afraid to let go of a worldly demise so unforgiving that it will cause us to be ****** from everything and everyone.
Too much is being swallowed in a burning atmosphere we take shots to fill in the pain but feelings are still there .
No matter where you might hide you can't escape from being doomed from the destruction history has caused and may it will be repeated.
From earth to stars space to beyond we have questions to be asked and many run
Due to the majority of how much darkness has overwhelmed the light of the sun.
Feb 7, 2014
Feb 7, 2014 at 5:51 PM UTC