"slowely" poems
To the girl who will one day take my last name
I want to tell you that you look beautiful,
Beautiful like in the way the summer sun bends around the north pole because it refuses to set its constant and lasting
Just like the way my heart jumped the moment i saw you for the first time and it has refused to come down
Everytime since, when i see you, although i have never been much of a dreamer, i daydream about all the things i want to do to you like...
Make you smile... or blush
So that my daydreams will have the perfect backdrop of love to memorize your every freckle, and then i want to drink the smile i put on your face beause i know it is the only thing that can quench my thirst
I want to tell you that I want to learn ballet, just so i can catch you everytime you jump and make sure that ill never let you fall... unless it's for me...
I want to learn to draw
Because I want to draw my way into your life, van gogh my way into your past present and future, i want to spend my whole life with you, and on your dying day i want to roundhouse kick death for even thinking of taking you away from me
But most of all i want to make you... happy
Happy in a way that is unexplainable
Like why do birds suddenly appear everytime you are near
It would be to easy to say that just like me they long to be close to you
And i want it to be unexpected like when you fall asleep after a long day
Slowely at first and then it engulfs you completely
I want to tell you that I want you to be able to feel the sunlights warm caress even on the darkest of days
And on days when you can't see the stars in the night sky
I will cut stars out of my paper heart
Even though they always seem to rip when held in hands that aren't careful enough
and then I want to hang them from your ceiling
So you will always have something beautiful to look at
And if you would just notice me I promise that I can love you like that...
But instead when I finally noticed that you caught me staring at you about 15 minutes ago... I opened my mouth and instead of all the soliloquies that dance through my head whenever you saunter into a room all that came out was hi.....
I think it was a good start.
Apr 6, 2014
Apr 6, 2014 at 1:55 PM UTC
Peaceful place,
With not much space,
With lots of green plants,
Along with hidden ants,
My garden.
Every day,
From twelve to three,
He comes to visit me.
"Hoo hoo hoo",
He talks to me,
But i never could'm see.
He became my best friend,
With whom i never had to pretend,
He would listen, i would talk,
I'd never had to balk.
The day was gloomy,
It ought to rain,
I've felt so puny,
I've felt great pain.
I did something bad,
At least that's what he said,
And I was punished,
While i thought :
"God, why am i not dead ?"
The days passed slowly by,
And i was just looking at the sky,
I coulden't move,
The bruises could that prove.
"Hoo hoo hoo",
I heard again,
And thought :
"So you didnt left me then"
"Hoo hoo hoo",
"I'm here for you",
I raised my look,
There he was, next to me,
I could finally see.
I wish i could pet him on the head,
But I couldn't rise my hand,
"Hoo hoo hoo",
"I'm here for you"
He said and look to the skies,
While my tears have dries,
And I slowely closed my eyes.
We escaped from the pain,
I was happy again.
Jan 15, 2014
Jan 15, 2014 at 6:24 AM UTC
Holding a conversation like I'm holding flowers. I saw only pleasure with my naked eyes; I bet she could've been a president cause she got bush... My fingers slipped slowely next to a cave similar to the one found in Oudtshoorn. And now she's breathing heavily as if we having an uphill conversation...
**** I'm so innocent I should've been a Judge...
May 23, 2014
May 23, 2014 at 5:13 AM UTC
empty bottles,
shattered glass,
blood lying on the floor,
What have we done?
slowely I open my eyes again,
The light is to bright,
What have we done?
I feel so sick.
There is old blood sticking on my bare skin
What have we done?
I can't remember,
My mind doesn't seem to work.
What have we done?
I grave for more,
I want to fill the emptiness in my heart,
Want once again feel your touch.
my mind is corrupted,
My heart is empty,
I tried to fill it with drugs and pain,
What have we done?
The floor need to be cleaned,
I need to get clean,
What have we done?
We were so despaired.
Our hearts were so empty,
What have we done?
we didn't see.
we didn't care.
What have we done?
filling our empty hearts with liquor and xtc,
like that could take away the loneliness,
we had in our broken hearts.
what have we done?
I ask myself as I see the bottles and the blood,
And your slowly cooling body lying next to me,
What have we done?
Jul 17, 2015
Jul 17, 2015 at 9:04 AM UTC
The moon settled behind the midnight clouds as its glow illuminated the landscape. I imagined you sleeping peacefully somewhere inside a warm pair of arms. Dreaming of waterfalls and mountain tops. No longer trapped inside a snow globe , taking in life a thousand miles an hour. You were always able to free yourself from that birdcage you loved so much, you just weren't aware of how far your wings could take you. Now each night I lay beneath the stars waiting for the sun to slowely rise in hopes to get a glimpse of you soaring through the mornings orange and blue sky; free like you always should've been.
Mar 22, 2016
Mar 22, 2016 at 6:08 AM UTC
the lock thats kept it in all these years has slowely rusted and the lock wont budge when i try to unlock it a heart is really hard to unlock the feelings of when its been beaten and broken...
Jul 11, 2014
Jul 11, 2014 at 12:31 AM UTC
I can fall in love
with someone I don't know
But can I fall in love
with someone I know too well?
Jun 11, 2014
Jun 11, 2014 at 6:02 PM UTC
Sitting
Coldly listening to the soothing screeches of night
********** the blinding thought that lingers
Shifting my eyes as a tripod, stationary, keeping from falling
Silently patroling matters that obscure the light.
Venture.
Slowely entering an unshatterable abyss
Silhouettes dancing in the panoramic view against light and dark
Wispers, loud enough to break, soft as song, beautiful enough to heal
Movements of laughter, great screams of battle.
Embrace.
The dancers convicted movements slowly are greeted by striking colors of vibrant
The beautiful voices are pictures of heavenly sirens, echoing my heart
Thunderous roars of tune describe the battle that goes on
All in one, glowing of unimaginable ground.
Exit.
The heaven like dancers stop
The beautiful voices fade
The battles of intense sease
Light comes out of the darkness.
I awake
And forget.
May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 12:45 PM UTC
"I know its not easy... and I know having to constantly put up this fisade or act to me and to the world is slowely consuming you...
But know I see you... I see the real you. Under the muck and miry clay of this pit... I see you.
I know its growing to much for you. I know its not easy and its not going to get much easier anytime soon. But I'm here. I'm not going anywhere. If you prayed for a point of stability to hold you together. Well its arrived. Didn't come with a pretty bow and it sure has some dents and bruises. But its yours. We will work at it... everyday...
Will get better..."
A.C.V
Oct 24, 2017
Oct 24, 2017 at 6:33 AM UTC
I saw the pain in your eyes the night we left.
A tormented hollow look that chilled my soul.
All was lost in the grey eyes I saw.
Nothing screamed back in those **** eyes.
Too damage beyond repair.
Not even a reflection of a light from the living room glistened into your eyes.
A useless carnage of a human piece of meat was the way you remained that night.
I never felt lost until I couldn't see into those eyes.
Merky with pain and soon the apathy you will surely devlop.
All the love in the world won't save you my dear boy.
A crushed rib caged penetrates your heart, sticking fragments of the wreckage into your heart.
All is lost and I can't bare the thought of you being dead while you still breathe.
Your heart bleeds out.
Tainted as it is black.
Your no human anymore.
Just a ghost of a person I loved.
Still love with the mental affliction to see that there is something there.
My heart knows there is not.
But I can't burry you now.
I need you even if your not there.
More than ever.
Please help me.
**** me fast.
Loving you is killing me slowely with a repeative stake going in and out of my heart.
Please shed a tear it should be somewhere near.
That we must go and finally be put to rest.
Oct 21, 2017
Oct 21, 2017 at 2:06 PM UTC