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mythie Dec 2017
Chocolate coloured eyes.
Mesmerise me every time.
Your cherry red lips.
Your moonlight glow.

Everything about you makes my heart swell.
It's twice as big.
I can feel it pound.
Every beat resonating.

Is this a teenage dream?
You make me so warm inside.
My face goes red.
And that's only when we talk.

Even though we're worlds apart.
I can feel you near me.
The sky we see is not the same.
But that's okay.

I can take a white rocket.
Go wherever you are.
The clouds and stars in the sky.
Are nothing compared to the beauty you are.

Every time you smile, a love song plays.
You do something crazy to me.
I try to hide what I feel.
But I can't whenever I'm with you.

I don't usually write poems.
Not for other people, at least.
But for you, I'll write these words.
My soul imprinted on your screen.

You mean so much to me.
Calling me something tame like "Cutie" kills me.
Do you not realise how much power you have?
You're the reason I wake up in the morning.

The seasons will change.
But my love will stay the same.
My feelings haven't lingered this long before.
So just read these words before I forget how to say them.
i love you, meri.
helena alexis Sep 2017
it’s the little things
that i like about you

like when you squint
your eyes when you smile
or the way you lick your
lips when you see me

i like when you smile super big
showing your beautiful white teeth
or when you stand with your hand on
your hips while you stare at me

like i said it’s the
little things I like
about you
I like him a lot
helena alexis Sep 2017
he could do much
as look at her
and she would melt
simple yet sweet
helena alexis Sep 2017
once you graduate high school
you see people for who they
really are

people change and
sometimes not for the better

your best friend is now your
worst enemy
the person who intimidated you
is now one of your friends
the boy you had a crush on
is now irrelevant

some people enter high school
with tons of friends
and leave with a few friends

others enter high school
with a few friends
and leave with none at all

- my high school experience
my high school experience in a poem
Benji James Jun 2017
Late night. Starlight
Bright eyed, Heartbeats
So fast, Breathe in deep
Memories flash, Vivid Dreams
Bright skies, Milky way lights
Oh, girl, you're my shooting star
I'm gonna catch you
Before you hit the ground
Superman flies high tonight
Holds you in his arms so tight
Oh I'm never letting go
No never letting go
I won't watch this picture fade
No time, No moment goes to waste
When it's you and me, lost in each other's minds
Close your eyes, Dream away
To sunny days, Open fields, Waterfalls and grassy hills
Oh I'm never letting go
Never letting go of this
Never letting go of you
All I see is me inside of you

©2017 Written By Benji James
Druzzayne Rika May 2017
Now and then
it happens again
and it won't end
even if you pretend
                            it will not .
Sonia Thomas May 2017
My body listens to my commands.
Back straight, stomach in, legs together.
I have trained it well enough to not sway to the whims of other hands.
The back of my neck has learnt to not tingle at a touch anymore.
The lips don’t quiver when someone says my name.
Boot camp ***** is under control, captain.
No one crosses the line that has been crossed before.
We don’t speak of it,
but the legs did open before they knew how to behave.
With a sneak attack from the side,
And right between my thighs, I found fingers exploring
me like someone walking into the restricted section of the library
with caution and excitement, but all disregard for the rules.
There were no rules then, rather.
My body froze in attention.
I was a pawn and I moved one inch at a time as asked.

My mind led the coup to reclaim the kingdom of my body.
Pleasure remained locked behind doors
And muffled in pillows.
Obedience was learned
when the body woke.
Stay woke, stay woke, stay woke.
I am my own marching band now.
I am my own army.
I fight every day
Defending
Disagreeing
Shoving
Hiding
Covering
Curling in
Curling up
Shouting out
Screaming in.

Fight on, little soldier.
Seek your own pleasure.
But keep your back straight,
your eyes bright,
your laughter in pitch
And your legs closed.
Sandoval Apr 2017
Your indifference is crushing in on me.

I've been broken before, but nothing ever

hurt quite like this.

*Sandoval
S C Netha Oct 2016
I wasn't going to say anything to you
because I really don't know what i felt just then.
When you looked my way
and I choked on my words,
and the butterflies started all over again.
Till, seconds later, you looked away
and eventually I could breathe again.
But since I'm up so late at night.....
I think I'll go ahead and give it a try.

I wasn't going to say anything to you
because I knew you'd never really understand,
what it's like to practice the conversation in my head
because I really don't know how to talk to you.
And then to fail miserably, as always,
because I can never really relax with you
and I can never find the right thing to say.
But since I'm up so late at night.......
I can try to make you see things my way.

I wasn't going to say anything to you
because though I hoped that I'm not alone in this
and that this freaks you out as much as it does me,
I didn't want you to know that I care
and that I sometimes stare at the back of your head
to see if I can eventually figure out
what it is about you that keeps my head in the clouds.
I didn't want to bare my soul
and have you break me when you say no.
But since I'm up this late at night........
not saying anything just wouldn't feel right.
To all the ones that were never meant to be
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