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There was time my mind was yours,
But my heart is yours regardless,
The beats defined a music sheet and you played me like a harpist.

The score settled like rose petals in the essence of the tarnished
The stems remained like overtures,
And that's where it all started.

You blossomed in the minus key,
Your golden touch was midas
The treasure crept in semi clefts,
The breath I took was harnessed.

I played the jester to your beat
And bowed to you my highness.


You took my crown and held me down
The curtains closed in darkness.
I need someone who would look at me
The same way I look at the ocean, sunsets, and stars

I need someone who would talk to me
Everyday, from every waking moment 'til we fall asleep

I need someone who would listen
Not just listen, but comprehend everything I say

I need someone who would never take me for granted
Not like what you did to me

I need someone who would trust me
With all he's got

I need someone who would be brave
And fight for us until the end

I need someone who would want to be with me
And then everything would be alright

I need someone who is afraid
Of losing me and what we have

I need someone, somebody who's not you
Anyone but you



*But in the end
I'll push them away
Because they're not you...
Like the waves in the ocean
That meet the shores and fade away
So did you, with my life
Every single day

Like the snowflakes in winter
That melt when they land
So did your trust
Each time you held my hand

Like the sand in the desert
Once here, then scattered
So were your promises
Leaving my heart shattered

Like a ghost in the darkness
One sees but is unreal
So were your words
And the things you made me feel

Like the glow of a firefly
Now gone, now bright  
So is your love
Goodbye, good night
Goodbye, good night
 Jan 2016 Niel John Ortizo
JSL
I burn myself enough just to lure,
but I'm wasted here.
No one ever stops to warm themselves,
they only add to the fuel.
do i look good in red
Frozen tears on my cheek,
Empty soul within my body.
So cold that it crystallizes the moisture on my face.
Sometimes I feel so empty,
So entirely devoid of humanity.
There was an Old Man with a poker,
Who painted his face with red oker
When they said, 'You're a Guy!'
He made no reply,
But knocked them all down with his poker.
I had reasons to love you
Reason one was your smile
It gave hope when everything is wrong
Reason two were your eyes
I'm memorise by them everytime
Reason three were your hands
How they fit perfectly into mine
Reason four was your soul
It warms me up when days are cold
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