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 Mar 2013 Tori G
K Balachandran
From his office desk,
he took lessons on concealing desire,
from her; mostly practicing  movements
of eyes, lips and hands .
Yes, sublimation is poetic, in a world ruled by our own crudeness.It's praiseworthy that he found it good to copy.
 Mar 2013 Tori G
Ayaba Babe
I slide into your eyes, and wonder just how long you will permit me to stay there.
Your pupils trace the bases of
Craving
Braving across my face
And I wonder if you can feel the pace in which the taste of you runs through the recollection section of my dome
And I wonder if the flare behind the glare of your stare is enough to slide you
Home.
 Mar 2013 Tori G
Clarisa
New Friend
 Mar 2013 Tori G
Clarisa
I have a new friend
He says good night to me
Sometimes I see his smile
Only in a dream
I have a new friend
Yet he means so much
To me
 Mar 2013 Tori G
Kristo Frost
Chalk
 Mar 2013 Tori G
Kristo Frost
Hear the symphony of the room you surround yourself with.
Have you already heard this song?

Sip your current State.
Do you like it?

How now a brown cow.
Are you even listening?

Pass your homework to the front of the class.
Were you daydreaming again?
 Mar 2013 Tori G
amt
Risk
 Mar 2013 Tori G
amt
He'll  hate me if I do,
I'll hate me if I don't.
I am only one person,
Just doing what she won't.
 Mar 2013 Tori G
Mia
Paralyzed
 Mar 2013 Tori G
Mia
I know am supposed to wake up
Go out and do something.
But i can't bring myself to leave bed
and face the pain over again.
The emptiness inside filling out
The hole you used to occupy.
It aches and incapacitates me
With numbing sharp blows
I can barely walk.
Doubled over awaiting relief.

I tried to get to know you
Met resistance at every turn
And now am faced with loving
A stranger i can't predict.
Do you love me or want me back?
I can't see past you anymore
You have broken my heart
In a million different ways.
I just want to smile again
But in this dark lonely tunnel
I can't even see a light.
 Mar 2013 Tori G
FrannyFoo
I want to write a poem about him
About how absolutely perfect he is
About how his smile makes me melt
And every time I see him time stands still

But I can't

People who read could never understand
The most painful time without him
Is the week after he leaves me
And the three days before he returns
Everything in between is only a little less excruciating

I just can't

His beauty really surpasses all others:
Soft hair, the color of a morning sunrise
Eyes the color of a blue bird's egg
A body chiseled by gods

How can I?

The way he talks is almost foreign
Never have I met a more intelligent person
To be treated like an equal is refreshing
He doesn't know he is terrific, perfect, stunning.

I won't ever do him justice.
How could he ever want me. He deserves someone of equal status. <3
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