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kristina Apr 2019
i quite don’t understand what i have been feeling for you
each time i try to forget,
you come back making me want you
more and more
but i possibly cannot allow myself
to constantly choose you
because you’re not even choosing me
im backkkk
Belle Mar 2019
Do you ever crave a person?
Not just physically,
but mentally.
You want the soothing sound of their voice.
The way they say your name,
and everything that comes out of their mouth.
But I'm afraid,
because I have someone already.
And one cannot live with 2 lovers.
One cannot be in love with more than one person.
But I am.
I feel this love coming from you,
the "they make me feel better when im upset." Or
the "this is the person i want to call every night and tell them about my day."
I love them both,
but must i choose?
If I do.
I choose you.
Arcassin B Feb 2019
By Arcassin Burnham

Put me in some empathy,
Looking for the trouble,
Searching for my soul as it had drift away
again,
Could not find me, if you tried,
You lied , about your intention.
Complacent,
Parallel,
You couldn't tell the truth ,if you tell,
A mistake , it's a spell,
Beyond your fight there's a hell,
Thats loops over and over,
Here it comes you better take cover lover,
The lingo you misspell,
Never give up on myself.

See what I see,
why'd you choose me?
if you could handle me,
then why abandon me,
See what I see,
why'd you choose me?
if you could handle me,
then why abandon me?.
©abpoetry2019

https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2019/02/never-give-up-on-yrself-original.html
Levi Feb 2019
Tonight I realized
I wouldn’t hear your voice again

Your tongue will speak but
It’s heart shall be of another

There will be no more familiarity
No backdoors to my soul

All because of a choice
First of yours, now mine

I must choose
To avoid temptation
Keeping my door shut
And avoid standing by yours

There is more that I feel
But I won’t deposit more in you

Not you
kiran goswami Feb 2019
If I were a colour,
I'd choose to be red,
Running down his veins
and kissing his
Curves and corners
and edges and vertices.
If I were a colour,
I'd choose to be pink,
I'd be the loving heartbeats that beat synchronized
and the love which is in the air.
If I were a colour,
I'd choose to be yellow,
I'd be the sunflowers in the field
smiling at the sun with sorrow.
If I were a colour,
I'd choose to be brown,
I will be the colour if his eyes
and the sparkle in them that never dies.
The soil on which he would sit and cry
and one fine day
leave me with a dejected goodbye.
If I were a colour,
I'd choose to be black,
embarrassing the moon and earth in my arms,
I'd be the colour they see
after the eyes are closed
and the world is dark.
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