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 May 2014 Autumn Stott
madison
sorry,
i cannot save you.

i can barely save myself.
 May 2014 Autumn Stott
danny
x
 May 2014 Autumn Stott
danny
x
i fell in love with you.

not after we spoke for hours on the phone
and not after i fell asleep in your arms
and not after you sang me a song to
help me sleep.

but when we kissed it was the sweetest taste
of your lips stained with coffee and tattooed
with the taste of cigarettes and *****;
they told me a story about you without
using words...
and that's crazy, isn't it?

i fell in love with you before you said a word to me.
and it wasn't your perfectly placed brown hair or
your eyes that glistened under the sun,

but it was how you could tell me a story without even
opening your mouth.
 May 2014 Autumn Stott
kyla marie
I can't believe how amazing you are. You're the only person who's made me feel this special in a long time [delete]

are you sure you just want to be 'friends', I think I'm in love with you [delete]

can I have a goodbye kiss? I love your kisses, they taste like summer [delete]

I wish you would just say "Hi" to me in the hallways [delete]

that girl you always walk with is beautiful, I can understand why you didn't want me [delete]

when you told me I was beautiful and **** and all you would ever want, was that all a lie too? [delete]

I got a mosquito bite today and it reminded me of when we slept outside and were attacked by them [delete]

it smells like the nights we spent together [delete]

one, two, three...I've lost count of how many drinks are for you [delete]

I wish you thought about me as much as I think of you [delete]

why are your words stuck in my head [delete]

I was naive and young, I'm sorry I actually thought you loved me [delete]

it's been months since the summer nights we spent together. please tell me you miss me. [delete]

my chest hurts. my heart aches. everything about you from the way your lips tasted to how I got chills down my spine from just one touch makes me want to explode [delete]

the blood running down my wrist contains the words you said but never meant [delete]
I was going to write a poem
telling how beautiful you are.
but it would be an injustice to the world's self-esteem
to immortalize such concepts.
I can't lay in my own bed without thinking about the fact that you've died there multiple times;
Your heart lays softly there next to me but you are nowhere to be found;
But that's okay,
Because love isn't an excuse,
&
it definitely isn't a reason to keep someone alive longer than what they're asking for.

Bottom line, we're both dead now (to each other), & I don't see any shining light, or higher power guiding me through any golden gates;
I see memories of all of the times we said goodbye but were still walking towards each other,
I see memories of all the times we got lost in the late night drives & subconsciously memorized the bumps of the roads,
I see memories of all the times you swore to me that you loved me (but everything was a lie),
I see memories of us dying together but it wasn't as beautiful as I thought it would be, instead it was painful, regretful, & so sudden it caught me off guard at the worst of times.

Death has come for us both,
but i'm still sitting here writing this about you,
& you're still somewhere else moving on from me.
 May 2014 Autumn Stott
irinia
Then we met more often.
I stood at one side of the hour,
you at the other,
like two handles of an amphora.
Only the words flew between us,
back and forth.
You could almost see their swirling,
and suddenly,
I would lower a knee,
and touch my elbow to the ground
to look at the grass, bent
by the falling of some word,
as though by the paw of a lion in flight.
The words spun between us,
back and forth,
and the more I loved you, the more
they continued, this whirl almost seen,
the structure of matter, the beginnings of things.

Nichita Stanescu
Nichita Stanescu (1933-1983) is the most appreciated Romanian Modernist poet.
We began as two lost souls floating in the air,
unwarily aware waiting to be united,
who could or would ever stop to think,
that I’d be the one to spend your entire life with,

A beautiful piece of flesh, heaven scented
God graced with a beauty that sparked,
strings on her eyelashes reciting melodies
to which became the song to our hearts,

She polishes my skin with her cottoned touch,
Drenched in delicacy ,softened with lost love,
Our lips bonded together like street riots,
echoing strong yet calm enough to seal my lips quiet,

Our eyes gaze ever last without once becoming sore,
I am not the man of your dreams wishing woman,
Yet you’re everything I dream t for,

And you know that I know that you know,
that I know that we both know this is true,
by the looks of you I fear your expectations
I lie down asking myself what I can offer you,

What would someone with so much soul and prestige
be doing loving and spending her whole life with me,
In all honestly, my life with you I visualized it,
God sent you here for me, the feeling I can't describe it,

Waves splash of matched personalities,
we dived and drowned in the ocean of chemistry,
your clutched hands rubber band my destiny,
cliche it seems, yet I truly believe that you were meant for me,

I daydream about you while typing Z's in my speech bubble,
wondrous, anxious, joyful, for we fit in place like a perfect puzzle,
imperfect I lie, yet perfect through your eyes to see,
eager to share with you my love that's deeper than eternity,

Deaf to knowing inside your heart is where our future lied,
a God gifted life from the skies who was made to be my wife ,
my burning heart lit with love for that only yearns for she,
eternally knowing that her loves shared with no one but me.

-Shahrukh Zamir c)2013
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