just another adolescent love poemlet’s get this straight right now:just another adolescent love poem2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
there are people i can only talk to
at four o’clock in the morning, when
the line between decency and secrecy
becomes just as blurred as the one between
night and day.
you’re not one of them.
i’m not ashamed of you.
or scared. and don’t try to tell me that’s not
a miracle because i still check under the bed
for monsters and behind the shower curtain
for serial killers. i know it’s all in my head
but things like that make me terrified;
i mean, i still hold my breath crossing by a cemetery
and someone else is always going to have to kill the spiders.
i’m hoping that someone will be you.
which i’m also hoping i’ll never accidentally tell you
because it’s like i lose all cognitive reasoning
around you, even when we’re fighting.
you split me down the middle, half of me wanting
to tear out your femur and beat some sense into you
and the other half wanting to give anything,
even the foun
SempiternalShe says thatSempiternal1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
love is like a rose bush,
once you're caught
in its embrace
there is no escaping
for if you try to escape,
the thorns will catch you and
only hurt you more.
She says she will never try to escape from their rose bush.
He makes his vows with another.
The cake is set, the moon is lit,
They found her in a rose bush,
blood flowing out like a river.
Drowned in his love, forevermore.
Cold Hands, Warm HeartYou spent the day telling meCold Hands, Warm Heart2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
That I'm hot when I'm cold,
That I look pretty with my hair wet,
That I'm fast in water,
That I'm your little fishy,
As I sped through the river's current.
You cuddled me, hugged me,
I'm finally sure you love me,
And yet I manage to push you away.
You know my hands are freezing cold,
Did I warn you that my heart's the same?
Cold hands, warm heart, I've been told,
I guess for me, it's not the same.
I didn't believe in angels until I met you,
I know you're one.
But not the kind with wings or halos.
Your aura is woven with beams from the sun,
Yet I'm a dark creature, dwelling in shadows.
I'm sorry I got mad at you for a stupid little thing,
And I know my words sting.
I know my hands are freezing, and my heart's the same.
But I love you with a passion, and in my heart is a flame.
SkinOne day a young ladySkin3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Went into an orchard to pick the perfect apple.
She walked into the apple orchard
And was surprised to see a sea of gorgeous golden apples.
As she walked towards the center she saw people
Falling in love with the perfect skin of the apple
And taking it home for themselves.
The girl produced a small knife from her pocket
She plucked an apple from a nearby branch
And carved a tiny piece of the apple out
The apple was rotten on the inside.
The girl plucked another apple from a branch and carved a small piece.
The next apple was rotten as well.
She did the process five more times
Each apple appearing more rotten than the last
Just as she was about to give up
She spotted a single red apple.
It's skin was wrinkly
And browning just a bit.
She picked it up
And carved a piece away
The apple was fine on the inside.
Looked fresh and perfect for eating.
With a happy smile the girl left
While people still plucked the golden apples.
Out of the orchard she spotted a young man.
you tasted like mintI remember the way you stared into my eyesyou tasted like mint2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the front seat of your car.
Our favorite song was playing on the radio
and you were driving me home in the rain
because I didn't have anyone else who could give me a ride.
You parked your car in my drive way
and we watched the rain drops race down the windshield.
You had kissed me goodbye before I got out
and I waved as you drove away.
And for a while, it seemed like I couldn't get the taste
of your minty lips out of my mouth.
Another DayAnother DayAnother Day3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
By: Matthew Ronquillo
While walking home from work one day,
I saw a young woman along the old roadway,
her flowing hair of purest gold,
with lips you’d say,
were beautifully red and very bold,
however her grimace and hazel eyes were very...very cold.
As I tried talk to her,
a confused exasperated expression enveloped my face,
my heart began to pitter-patter,
as I attempt to secure her grace.
She glanced at me momentarily,
her beautiful hazel eyes seemed to shimmer,
she chuckled wearily,
but as the second passed...they grew dimmer.
She instantly regained her composure,
retreating back into her shell, her enclosure,
not a word was said in this encounter,
however I felt the fates begin to stir,
as I looked upon the thief...with golden flowing hair,
all I could do was gawk...and blankly stare.
So here I am walking along the old roadway,
that from a bit of luck, a wish, a desperate prayer,
to meet this girl I can’t compare,
her lovely smile, her hazel eyes, her
Chapter 5 Love is complicated (Cilan x Reader)Chapter 5Chapter 5 Love is complicated (Cilan x Reader)2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Damn now what I can do, I’ll go take my brothers and Cheren and Bianca, Geez!! I’m so damn nervous of thinking what those weird guys will do to (y/n). I walked over the entrance of the Ferris wheel and took out my Pansage, ‘’ Well, I think it’s Investigation time! *takes detective hat out of nothing and put it on*, Pansage help me searching something weird or out of order, please’’ (More Cilan Like, I was making him too much OOC, shame on me -.-‘) he said as Pansage agree and started to look around the scene.
*Sniff, sniff* ‘’Hm….. Let’s see, I have smelled this essence before…… I know! As Caitlin says and psiquic type has a mystical and sweet scent, but not as sweet as a fairy type so definitely was a pure psiquic Pokémon that can learn teleport because of the sudden leave, Most of pokémon that learn Teleport have two types and the only one that is a non-legendary
Sorry Only Says So MuchThere is a particular tension in the halls of a high school.Sorry Only Says So Much2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
The eyes of two young souls meet-
Two lost souls.
One was broken beyond repair, with scars that would make the eyes of the strongest man drool.
One was the one who made that feet.
Two rotten souls.
When they see each other,
They both- at the very least the culprit-one- contort their chests.
They avert there eyes and their hearts drop.
It's like they want to cry from the pain,
But also from the joy of the past all over again.
Now the evil one,
The one who gave the other so much pain,
Stays up at night, torturing herself,
Clinging to torn pictures and rotten petals,
Listening to old songs and reading through old messages,
Regretting the past.
She knows she can't change what she's done.
She knows there won't be a reset this time.
It's just the most painful thought in her mind.
She wonders if the other ever thinks the same.
She wonders if the other ever utters her name.
There isn't much else she can do now to begin a friendship,
Love In the Face Of PainLove In the Face Of Pain3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why is true love so hard to express?
Why can't I throw away those thoughts of what that man instiled in me? I have met and befriended ones that prove all of those instillments are not always true.
Yet, when I find a person worth taking a chance on, I can't quiet those thoughts and inner demons for me to
fight for what I want or reach out my hand for help and my scars raise up again of what that man did to and said to me.
Every part of my body says run, but my soul says please help me, holed me and love me.
I love you, but I can't talk, I can't move and I can't act on it.
how to win my hearti.how to win my heart3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
take me to the local diner
and order a meal for two
that we can share together
give me a mason jar
that's filled with flowers that you picked out
just for me
and attach a cute little note to the side
tell me that you adore my writing
and spend the entire day with me,
reading all of my poetry and stories
give me plenty of chocolate and love
when i'm feeling sad,
and lots of hugs and massages
when i'm feeling bad
build pillow and blanket forts with me
and hopefully we can cuddle and watch
Disney movies together
take me to concerts
so that we can see our favorite bands
and have an unforgettable night
lend me your favorite books
so that we can discuss our favorite characters
and talk to each other all night
about how it should have ended
send me stupid pictures and messages
that make my day
the little thingsOne day you're going to meet someonethe little things1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
who is in love with the way you
fix your hair because it keeps falling in front of your face,
and they are going to love the way you
insist on sitting on your bedroom floor rather than your bed
because it's more comfortable that way,
and they will love the fact that you organize
the bowls in your kitchen cabinet by color and size,
and they are going to be so in love with every little thing you do
that it hurts.
PetalsI pull off a petalPetals3 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
"He loves me."
His smile is the galaxy I live and breathe in.
I pull off a petal.
And when he can't make time for me, that's okay.
He makes up for it in his kisses.
I pull off a petal.
The other girls don't matter
Because he comes home to me.
It hurts a little but I deal with it
Because he is the sun and the stars.
I pull off a petal.
He may ignore me sometimes
But deep down I know he cares.
I pull off a petal.
I'm hurting, but I need him.
He's the only one in my head.
He's the air in my lungs.
I pull off a petal.
"He loves me not."
jawlinesher name was Jules-short-for-Julianne and she tasted of the grape gum that comes in packs of eight, the kind tucked away on the shelf at the Grocery & Gifts on 21st and Hawthorne,jawlines1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I didn’t know I was supposed to close my eyes.
she traced my spine with her teeth (I figure now she was trying to crack it open, let my marrow spill over her lips)
the stars leaning in when we kissed looked like rice, honest, not wishes or dreams or satellites,
two girls collided on a sidewalk, boots drenched in gasoline puddles that glistened scarlet aquamarine gold, trying to find something with their tongues
but we fooled nobody.
Bitlets 158She can’t decide to ask himBitlets 15813 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
picking the petals of forget-me-nots:
he likes me,
he forgives me not.
historically inaccurate documents-i-historically inaccurate documents2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
you were perfect.
i could not look directly
at your flare, your lace,
i learned to love and blush
in that moment.
there are eight planets
and each one orbits
i am the first person to name
this cluster of stars
for the handful of freckles
on your arm
that it mirrors.
and i am also
you are the gleaming envy
of every viewer. you stand
bathed in worship-worthy
nervous ticks that only i
not a single other being
in our plane
is made of matter.
you alone are real
and we are the shatters
of the echoes
your breathing makes.
cusped quasars sync
portals swarming out of
sinusoidal orders. ornate
soils storing digitized loyalties
of lovers purring potently.
potential switched kinetic
all times are ours
and all dimensions follow
all rhymes involve
and all tensions swallow
we're all right
in all beds
with all words
like the length
of our lives,
we are withou
speechlessI swear, I don't think I've everspeechless5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
met a person quite like you before.
You stir up an inconceivable amount of feelings
inside of me, and it seems that I can never
find the right words to say whenever I'm around you.
Kaoru x Chubby reader: You're not fat.Kaoru x Chubby reader: You're not fat.2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
You were hanging with at the Hitachiin mansion with the rest of the Host club members on a Friday night hanging out after a very long day at school.You were bullied at school but for a peculiar reason.You were a bit chubby.You weren't skinny,but you weren't fat either.Although,you do feel fat most of the time.Most girls at the school were- wait let me rephrase that,EVERY girl at the school was skinny except for you.You had trouble losing weight in the past.You had a strict diet and excercised daily.It was a very slow process but the pounds were skimming off....just not fast enough.Because of being chubby and being self consious you didn't have much friends.However,Kaoru Hitchiin was the first person to become your friend when you came to Ouran.You met the host club after that and became great friends.Haruhi and Kouya are the only ones who knew that you're being bullied by your weight but neither you or them really mentioned it much.You smiled lightl
A MemoryI remember eating marshmallowsA Memory1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
roasted by candle
Dancing in the light
of your cell phone with our voices
making a tune at midnight
Days spent jumping, laughing,
Our feelings seemed connect
As did our hands intertwined
when we'd crossed a mess.
When we'd made our palms bleed
From swinging off trees,
Or when we dug a hole
To hide from the world
We spent snowy days in our shorts and bare feet
Just to see who could stand the heat of the burning freeze
And when I got too cold
you'd pick me up and run us home,
Rainy days were spent laying in puddles listening to the drops, getting soaked
And the sunniest were spent in swimsuits spraying each other with a hose
But every story has an end
So I lost my best friend...
What felt like death
When you left
Because every leaf kicked up in the fall...fell
and every raindrop to be caught...missed
every snowflake to be felt... melt
every flame to jump over in the summer sky...burned out
All these memories fall on my head;
Talking on your
Ever Contemplating I have so many options,Ever Contemplating2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
but at the same time,
I have none.
As much as I wanna leave,
I think I might have to stay
right where I am.
someday it will happen:
we'll be on our own
you just have to wait.
I have to finish some things
before we can start:
before we can disappear
and live in our little shack
by the beach in paradise
with just enough to get by.
Playing music on the street
to get something to eat;
just to stay alive.
Although the melodies
keep our hearts beating
and the breaths we take going.
Screaming out our lungs
trying to bring back grunge,
with all our clothes
covered in studs.
send me letters instead of text messagesi.send me letters instead of text messages2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
hold me close to your heart;
make me laugh when i'm upset
and protect me when i feel scared.
make me feel like i'm
important to you.
send me letters in the mail
that contain poems that you wrote just for me
and tell me about how you go to
the bookstore every other weekend, hoping that
you can find something for me to read.
tell me about how you want to
go to college after we graduate
and study chemistry like you said you would,
and rant about how much you love science
even if i'm not interested in science,
because i love that you're so passionate about something
and i just love listening to your voice
when you're happy.
lost my lovewalking in circleslost my love3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
around a euphoric impulse
that won't leave me be
etch my soul to this
to see if i really feel
is this really real?
i have lost my love
but found myself again in
a strangers' empty heart
but no love like yours
a stubborn woman is all
i will ever want
H.I thought you held me closeH.1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because you were saying HELLO
Now I realize that you
Were really saying GOODBYE
Deadly Heartbeat Children,Deadly Heartbeat1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
while you're young;
never fall in love.
You may ask;
more just thoughts for me,
somewhat applying to others
in the mortal realm.
It doesn't necessarily
break your heart,
just spreads it too thin;
stretching it like taffy,
just waiting to snap.
Sometimes cold or hot:
some days are great,
not so much.
There will be weeks
you don't talk;
not even being in a fight.
It will literally
tear you apart:
feeling your heart crack
and continue to shatter
and fall to the ground
There will be moments
where your heart stops:
no more rhythmic sound
for a time