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 Apr 2014 svdgrl
bekka walker
All our pains and all our fears
drowned out with tastefully selected beers.
We dance and laugh to forget all night,
we stay up kissing until morning light.
You wake up gathering your things from the floor
your face now different
not like before.
 Apr 2014 svdgrl
cosmic poet
honeysuckle heart, beating so fast
listen in sin the hummingbirds sing
and devour the poisonous pollen
 Apr 2014 svdgrl
Syddy Raye
Waves
 Apr 2014 svdgrl
Syddy Raye
Waves rolling
Frothy deep blue crashing
He's laughing at the simplicity of their being
Shes smiling
Ever so slight, ever so lying
For the sunset's light
She smiles
He's holding her hand
Shes blushing
Theyre sitting in the sand
While in the land of milk and honey
Shes laughing
But hes definately not funny
The days coming short
He's ready to go
But she knows
That because things are moving so slow
He wont come back
So now hes gone
She looks on
Waves rolling
Frothy deep blue crashing
 Apr 2014 svdgrl
L
How I Knew
 Apr 2014 svdgrl
L
I've never been attracted to girls, no, not me.
I've never wanted to kiss a girl --
The kiss on the cheek I gave my best friend in kindergarten doesn't count...

But I wanted to kiss you and that scared me.

We were just sitting with our friends at lunch when you sat next to me.

You said,
"Hi!"

I said,
"What's up?"

You just shrugged and pursed your lips,
"Nothing much."

My mind shut off for a minute.

I traced your lips with my eyes.
My God, you want to kiss her!
They looked soft, covered in pink lipstick.
You want to know what they feel like under yours!
They were perfect, really.
Where did THAT come from?!
At first, I thought I was simply noticing.
Far more than noticing, don't ya think?!

But then again, I don't notice everyone's lips...

My mind rebooted like a computer hard drive.

I lamely replied,
"Yeah, same here."
**** this writer's block.

For R, since she so wanted me to write her something.

**
Leigh
 Apr 2014 svdgrl
Taylor
and everytime the pain hits, i reach for pen/paper/keyboard like a ****** addict does a needle.

because poetry is my drug, and i hopelessly need the fix.
The relief it brings is like an addict on withdraw feeling another hit
 Apr 2014 svdgrl
Luce
bereft (10w)
 Apr 2014 svdgrl
Luce
I hate sleeping without your body,
                       let alone your words.
don't go to bed without a goodnight.
 Apr 2014 svdgrl
ama
Untitled
 Apr 2014 svdgrl
ama
We are so close
But we act like strangers
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