"sneakingly" poems
Passionate lips and wandering hands
Pause for "I love you"s
Sneakingly seeming glances,
Smiles, stares, forever competing
With the beauty of the stars
Adrenaline rushing whilst colliding
Skin against skin, secrets
Abolished through ultimate truth
Gasping for unsweetened air
Nothing as delicious,
Nothing ever as addictive
The trance of you, your very existence
Overwhelmingly blameless
Mar 18, 2013
Mar 18, 2013 at 1:05 AM UTC
Tongues of seethe fire,
Licks the mesmerizing sky.
Making majestic,
Flow of blazing twisting vines
While the sun sets sneakingly.
©sim
Feb 10, 2018
Feb 10, 2018 at 9:34 PM UTC
Black Sheep, the label starts to be applied
slowly, sneakingly, one comment at a time,
and when that is not working,
the wolf turns into a disabled lamb,
and all a sudden you are a Black Sheep beyond redemption
While the wolves eat each others words
Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 5:59 PM UTC
Trigger Warning: eating disorder mentioned
Tell Me Dear,
Will you remember the days when I starved myself to a spine? Then I needed the hollow bones to match my emptiness inside. I needed to shrink to bare to be seen. Because then I was afraid my emptiness had begun to expand. I feared it would creep from within the confines of my chest and bare itself to the world. And you see, that’s why I had to stop eating. I had to make room in my gut so that I could hold the emptiness back from the world. And when that began to hollow my insides, I felt nothing but pain. I had no room left for the joy, happiness, or relief that containing the empty could bring. Those I left to all of you on the outside full. Maybe that’s why you all saw me as beautiful, because I brought you nothing but good feelings while I sneakingly choked myself on the bad. That goodness I gave you made me an angel in your eyes. But don’t you know angels have to be lighter than air to fly?
With all the love and goodness I could hold,
Your Empty Flight
Feb 18, 2021
Feb 18, 2021 at 9:13 PM UTC