"shelther" poems
You always fancied our extravagant dinner parties.
The ones where you wanted to be a saint at the door at the start,
But a ***** at the table in the middle.
You welcomed all our guests into this home,
But didn’t tell them what it was built off of.
The years of love, flirting, and dates.
Those were just the bricks on which the foundation was laid.
Then came the pillars of this home,
Which were filled with late night star-gazing, all day text messaging, and random cheap gifts on doorsteps.
The walls went up next, the ones maintained with long conversations.
Talks about marriage, children, and the future.
Our ceremony was the roof,
Proving that we would always shelther and protect the other.
But then came the paint, which was mixed in with fighting and anger.
Decorative furniture picked out of spite and defeat.
Bedding covering nights of tossing and turning bodies and minds.
Then the windows were framed with lashing out and hurtful words,
And the doors out of painful comments and hurting slaps.
And with that, we had really made a home out of this.
A home we were both trapped in.
And now I just sit here and choke on all of this food,
At this extravagant dinner party.
Which I never fancied anyways.
Aug 25, 2016
Aug 25, 2016 at 6:21 PM UTC
Our love is deep as Death,
I can feel it in every breath.
The pain, the hurt, the tears
I could die with you for years.
A single kiss from your lips
is something so poisonous.
I'd take your heart from your chest
if it didn't mean eternal death.
Bleed with me,
With no shelther.
Feeling so tortured
has never been better.
We'll fear,
cry,
run,
die.
But at least
we'll be together.
Sep 17, 2017
Sep 17, 2017 at 11:17 PM UTC
My life teasing badly to me
don't know what to do
It don't give any introspective chance
It wont give chances that I lost
It badly hurts I need to rest in peace
I Piece my shattered heart
I lost in my desert of past
My mistakes are mirage
They give wrong image
Let me challenge my life I can walk
miles miles in get some hope
Hope to wake, wake a long
In search of shelther and food
In search of relationships for better
In search of my lost soul to become best
Person not for others for me...
Apr 5, 2020
Apr 5, 2020 at 7:14 AM UTC