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 Aug 2020 Yasmin Arnavout
Alex
Longing for a gentle spring rain and
Pointless conversation with you.
We find shelter, shivering.
You huddle next to me for warmth

You remind me of a penguin
I love penguins
paint me
&
persuade me

touch me
&
degrade me

crown my smitten soul
&
mark me muse worthy

so i may be ridden
of your ruthless romance
&
cast queen upon your
rose quartz heart
As a bathtub lined with white porcelain,
When the hot water gives out or goes tepid,
So is the slow cooling of our chivalrous passion,
O my much praised but-not-altogether-satisfactory lady.
 Aug 2015 Yasmin Arnavout
Ominous
The fire spreads while you touch me
gently
I know your lies, and i've known
all of them
for years
six years
i can see your odd blinking &
i can hear your trembling voice
when you say
you have to go back home
or to go back to your
stuff
with has nothing to do with me
and it's okay to try to protect
someone who's been hurting for
more than two decades
but it's not fair
to treat this person
as someone who's as weak & innocent
as a kid
that wouldn't know how to handle
the truth
i can be hurt & i know how to hurt people
and it can be dangerous
because i know where to put the
sharp words & leave no traces behind
but you're not me
and your lies have been as sharp
as my own words when used as a weapon
but i don't know if these
wounds will heal anytime soon
unlike when i am the one
who inflicts them myself
because i don't care if they will heal
because i wanted the pain
because i longed for the wound
to be open & reopened
as time passed by
but your lies are like a razorblade
slipping back & forth
through the same wound
you've inflicted on me
many years ago.
What are you supposed to be?
It’s an interesting question
It sits in front of me
Uncompromising
There’s no doubt that I am who I am
But is who I am
Who I want to be?
The words 'What are you supposed to be' are scratched on the back of a train seat.  Poem written October 2012
 Jun 2014 Yasmin Arnavout
i
look up,
you'll find
the sky's sad,
just like you.
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