FallingIt's called falling in loveFalling8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because pin-wheeling arms can't reverse it.
Slow motion rush,
You watch yourself freefall,
You'll tear your hands up on thorns
Just trying to stop.
It's called falling in love
Because it's exhilarating,
Love is like adrenalin,
And we're all a little addicted.
So we make the jump,
Too often forgetting a parachute.
It's called falling in love
Because it's not always pretty.
It's not a graceful swan dive,
Its not planned and carried out
With precision movements.
Even if the air is clear up there,
Even if the view is beautiful,
You're breathless as the oxygen
Rushes by your parched lips,
Leaving your lungs to starve.
Yes, it's called falling in love
Because it requires someone to catch you,
When you hit the ground
Love is a TriangleLove is a Triangle..Love is a Triangle6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It's tricky sometimes..
It can drive us into many things..
However, it's a pain to go through..
A Love Triangle....
Each moment I want to express
Another one gets in and shows you his
Clicking in and out
Watching back and forth
Taking it outside and inside
This Love is a Triangle
Taking such a form of shape
Created nothing, but problems
Deciding who is right..
Letting things finally end up bright
Such a thing to happen
I lived and longed for love
However, getting mixed up in a different angle
Can lose a bit of personal regret
It can turn into two guys and a girl
It can also be two girls and a guy
It may even be more
Choosing one is harder for one to hit the score
Place a map and chart
Test out the ones you love
Make sure it's honesty
Just add a bit of dignity
So much struggle can happen
Playing games to get things done
It hurts once it's over
Only person can be chosen out of a love triangle
Good Morning...Good morning dear,Good Morning...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I woke up today,
To find my self sick,
Bitten by an airborne blessing,
Invisible to touch, to sight, to smell,
It can only be felt, only be bled,
And you're the reason I've fallen ill,
To such glorious pain.
Good morning dear,
I find you everywhere,
Night, morning, mid-day,
In the air, in my notes, in my breath,
I feel you creeping in,
These frail veins,
Your eyes have me under such spell,
Your smile under such warmth,
I've fallen from the pedestal of loneliness,
And touched stars of smitten faintness,
My knees tremble when we talk
I feel like I've fallen,
Into such glorious pain.
Good morning love,
I check my messages each day,
Waiting to see your text,
Hoping to see your photo on my mail,
Wishing you'd write me a note,
In your own writing, not in "Word",
I wait everyday,
Counting the minutes, the seconds,
Until we can be "together" again,
Counting leaves and stars,
Until the miles become atoms of distance,
Counting the melodies of heartbeats,
Until ours combine to