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beth fwoah dream Nov 2019
red leaves,
hollows of water
and sun,
bright reflections,
the day drifts
opens the afternoon
like a love letter
softer for its layers
of bronze.
beth fwoah dream Nov 2019
there is too much rain,
the last leaves
fall, the sky is a wilderness,
full of yellow and bronze.
the day is hung over,
drowns like a sinking tide.
i love you, forever,
tell you my love is yours,
that i love you forever,
forever, every part of me
still in love.
good news i am having three new poems published next summer in seventh quarry's magazine.
Floor Nov 2019
I want to feel the poetry in my blood
I want to feel the words form a structure around my bones
Kindly reminding me of you in a way only words can do
I want to feel the explanation mark in my heart grow bigger as our lips converge
I want the commas to never end, and the periods to never emerge from the depths of my mind
We make poetry babe, you and I will forever remain alive in the words I have written
Because I love you as much as the words in my poems
And I will never let go of that feeling
Randi Nov 2019
You
i am so
in love with
you

And I mean You.

And you know it.
You Know It.

Yet,
here i am...
Hiding.
Because you told me to.

And I mean You.
You Know It.
And you apologize but don't do anything about it.
Randi Nov 2019
being with you
is akin to lurking in the shadows
desperate to breathe
when all you choose to
offer is smoke and dust
parading around as clean,
crisp air.

it's craving sunlight,
the warmth of its rays,
when all i can have
is obscured by thick, tinted glass
-- only you know
i exist behind it.

it's wanting to wade in a cool
refreshing pond,
but all i can feel is grime
& a cold, mucky
liquid sloshing around
-- drowning me

i honestly can't find better words
to describe how it is
to be around you--
it's akin to trying to breathe
with you holding a bag around
my head, whispering sweet nothings
as i gasp.

you know i would take in your
smoke and dust.
******* thoughts at 5 in the morning
Lena Nov 2019
Lips of ambrosia
kiss me softly
kiss me slow

Sweet taste of heaven
kiss me rough
let me know

How lucky am I to touch your lips
kiss me into endless oblivion
I am ready to fall into your abyss
10/30/19
I am in love again
Luna Maria Oct 2019
Does it count as a heartbreak too,
when you stop loving yourself?
I want to fall in love with myself again
Njira Oct 2019
This is a short story
Of how I chose to challenge myself
I posed a challenge of happiness
To wake up with a smile and keep it for the rest of the day
To be positive
To believe in myself first before anyone else
To believe in my capability
Because I'm destined for greater things
I walk tall because I am me
And I was happy to know me
Happy to be me
And I was proud of me
Because above all , I was me
#fighting self hate
F A Pacelli Oct 2019
for who knew true love
while protecting their heart?
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