"vday" poems
You might send me flowers,
I might let them die.
This is not a poem,
Valentines day,
**** you,
yep.
Feb 9, 2014
Feb 9, 2014 at 1:39 AM UTC
you may be kind of strange
i've been meaning to confess
from modern takes on elegance
you usually digress
your words are sometimes muddled
rather jumbled and askew
i know, these sound like grievances,
but they're reasons i love you!
your silliness is incomparable
your wit can not be beat
and trust i'll never treat you
like you're just a piece of meat
i hope my words aren't shocking
some leeway you must give
to a gal who just can't fathom
how without you she would live!
so keep up your nutty antics
my dear they are divine
and know that im delighted
to call you my valentine!
Feb 18, 2014
Feb 18, 2014 at 12:45 AM UTC
Well, well, well.
Today is Valentine's Day.
Wait for it...
Wait for it...
And 3, 2, 1.
THIS **** STILL ******* *****
We loved this day.
I almost decided to text you this morning.
Impulsive.
But I know that's a bad idea.
Your words would turn into venom,
each painful syllable would strike to paralyze
my feelings when I am already struggling to stand back up.
You used to love my flaws. All of them.
Accepted me for me.
Now you hate my flaws. All of them.
Use them to hurt me and show why we will never be.
It's 11:16 AM right now.
I have 13 hours left.
The fact that you're already making strides to
start a new relationship is literally beyond me.
I guess some bounce back faster than others.
To those reading this,
don't make the same mistake that I did.
If you have something great, don't be stupid.
It's not worth it. Trust me.
Give that person everything they deserve and more.
It only takes one mistake to turn a forever, into a never again.
Happy Valentine's Day.
Feb 14, 2015
Feb 14, 2015 at 12:20 PM UTC
Today's the day where everyone longs to be secretly loved,
The day that you dress a little nicer, put a little more make up on, today is a day of endless possibilities.
Today your heart can be totally crushed or put back together.
Today is Valentines day!
The day where women cry, and eat way to much chocolate.
The day men spend way too much.
This day is way too much pressure.
Pressure to be good enough, to live up to these big expectations.
So instead, love yourself cause no one can define you.
Happy valentines Day to those not in love with anyone but their selves, and to those completely head over hills from that special someone.
Enjoy!
Feb 14, 2015
Feb 14, 2015 at 9:03 PM UTC
why does the floor speak every time I take a step
ground quake when I say I'm going to do something
move a muscle and you'll be in trouble
if I tamper with-
my heart would flutter out into the world
a butterfly showing its wings
a shocking gap
where do they wait,
on deck
is there something I'm missing,
terms of use I didn't read fully
let me in
but when you come I'll probably ask you to leave
Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 3:46 PM UTC