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i. you are the cruelest person I've ever met but my heart still beats really fast whenever I think about  you. I'm afraid if I touch  you I'll burst into  flames again. my  hands haven't stopped shaking since you left and I never got to thank you for teaching me the meaning of the word hurt. I found my  poems at the bottom of your garbage can and I still can't  sleep alone. I  kissed you a lot, and sometimes, you kissed me too.   ii. your skin rings up memories of moonlight and  granite, a gaping desert lying open like it's as vulnerable as you when it gets dark. you have a murderous look in your eye but you never broke a hair on my head, you saved every phone log of every time I ever called you. i heard your last girlfriend got arrested for domestic  abuse and you never wrote to tell me. did it hurt you more than  I could? I hope you found what you were looking for out there and I hope you never lose it unless you want to.  iii. something about your eyes makes me want to know everything about the middle of the night, I watch you move and I whimper inside my head. I haven't touched you in what seems like two whole lifetimes, if I ever even did at all. I hope I can again some day. years later and your music stillI makes my ears raw. I hope that bullet didn't hurt too bad, I hope  it brought you the happy. I'm sorry I never could.  iiii. we are a modern day romeo and juli et, it took me two  years to realize how lovely your lips looked and I'm still wrecking  barriers, I'm still  damning christ. my best friend has made it clear she does not want me as a  sister. I wish they'd let me love you because you, you are all I've got left. I might be the bullet but I will never be the shooter, I'll take everything on myself. you are so fragile and i am so  sorry.
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Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 11:53 AM UTC
(a poem for every boy i've kissed)
i. you are the cruelest person I've ever met but my heart still beats really fast whenever I think about  you. I'm afraid if I touch  you I'll burst into  flames again. my  hands haven't stopped shaking since you left and I never got to thank you for teaching me the meaning of the word hurt. I found my  poems at the bottom of your garbage can and I still can't  sleep alone. I  kissed you a lot, and sometimes, you kissed me too.   ii. your skin rings up memories of moonlight and  granite, a gaping desert lying open like it's as vulnerable as you when it gets dark. you have a murderous look in your eye but you never broke a hair on my head, you saved every phone log of every time I ever called you. i heard your last girlfriend got arrested for domestic  abuse and you never wrote to tell me. did it hurt you more than  I could? I hope you found what you were looking for out there and I hope you never lose it unless you want to.  iii. something about your eyes makes me want to know everything about the middle of the night, I watch you move and I whimper inside my head. I haven't touched you in what seems like two whole lifetimes, if I ever even did at all. I hope I can again some day. years later and your music stillI makes my ears raw. I hope that bullet didn't hurt too bad, I hope  it brought you the happy. I'm sorry I never could.  iiii. we are a modern day romeo and juli et, it took me two  years to realize how lovely your lips looked and I'm still wrecking  barriers, I'm still  damning christ. my best friend has made it clear she does not want me as a  sister. I wish they'd let me love you because you, you are all I've got left. I might be the bullet but I will never be the shooter, I'll take everything on myself. you are so fragile and i am so  sorry.
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I feel that I fall for More than I stand for That's not gonna fly and therefore I can't join the air force Killing time and showing no remorse allowing life to take its natural course Of course I failed to see that effort is the source of sorcery involved in letting life take form My real eyes see lies like mr shakur said stillI see no changes, but mr shakur's dead so many thoughts go running through my head dreams of people qouting rhymes that I said When I'm dead Bury my beside my book of rhymes so I can write these clever little lines for all of time Don't shed a single tear for me instead please learn to see the world for what it is not what it appears to be I do this all for free just to spread some positivity Cause I believe that positive can live for all eternity if we can learn to be the  living form of poetry flowing like a river to the ocean my emotions stream from me to you so let me say in closing That I hope they help to lift your load and let you shed your loathing.
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Aug 24, 2014
Aug 24, 2014 at 1:23 AM UTC
Untitled spoken word
Sadness is killing my own character, past is now a memory and present is the badest chapter, nothing is well nothing is fine, all things are like killing me from behind, pains and aches now are regular, it dosent mean that it dosent hurt in today's time and i scream within darkness andmy dreams are now going 2 shatter, dreams are now lost in the scary dark side of my self, my books are still in the shelf, from last year, and the mask of happiness i wear, to show that i am all fine and all is going regular as a daily daily servivce,of good things m happening in my life and also from them i love and have care, but i know it's not more than just a imagination of them, i know what i am going through and no 1 tries 2 help but when, they will ask for help i'll do for my past's good character's sake, still m tryin 2 get up but stilli know it's not possible it's fakeDream...
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Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 11:39 AM UTC
How it's going on
Ur stare makes me still, Ur stare kills me........... when I look around I see u, your eyes set on me I dare not see, When I look down I feel u, Your gaze set on me I dare not move......... You have bundle of questions in ur look, U dont speak u only look, U have appreciation, u have compassion, U have care, u have passion in that gaze of urs.... U make me wonder why u stare, U make me wonder who is behind those eyes, U make me wonder why u dont speak, U make me wonder why do u have to stare, U make me wonder who u r ? U make me wonder why u r ? wherever I go u follow, I cud feel u, I cud see u, Amongst host of crowd I cud make out wherever you are... U are still on one place,your gaze moves everywhere..... U follow me, U make me still, Ur Gaze Assasinate Me.... I would like to go stillI would like to b killed for that one stare of yours, I would be there 100 times, I would be there for u to capture me in ur eyes, For that one stare of urs............I would be captive for all my life!! Sparkle in Wisdom
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Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 7:31 AM UTC
Ur Stare