I'll love you...I'll Love You...
For those who have had their heart broken, or those who are in love...
I'll love you...
Until the sun stops shining and the moon stops glistening...
Until the leaves stop falling and the plants stop growing...
Until the birds stop singing and the deer stop leaping...
I'll love you...
Until the food stops comming and the crops stop growing...
Until the water stops running and the river stops flowing...
Until the hills stop rolling and the mountains stop moving...
I'll love you...
Until the rain stops falling but the clouds keep rolling...
Until the tears stop sliding but the pain keeps comming...
Until the days grow shorter but the nights get longer...
I'll love you...
With every inch of my breaking heart...
Coldblooded, Like the Ocean...She holds the ocean in her eyes...Coldblooded, Like the Ocean...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sand resides under her fingernails
The moon pulls it's tides around her throat
And hurricanes whip their violent winds against her body
Waves crash against her bones
Seagulls shriek in her ears
She crys seas of salt water
She can't hear over the sound of the waves
Or the birds
And words of torment litter her beaches
She's dying and she's
Ice floats in the coldest parts
Of her body
Around her fingers and toes
And her heart...
Ocean EyesYour skin would be laceOcean Eyes3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Between my fingertips,
Tangling with streams
Of golden sunlight that
Button you up,
Leaving intricate patterns
That tell your secrets
With every thread.
You'd breathe like a mermaid,
The scent of the sea echoing
In our veins,
Like teenage hearts
Pumped full of lust.
Like heels on marble floors,
But you're so
You're blood in my lungs
And air in my heart,
But I live only
Off the raindrops
That fall from
Your soft, sea-stone eyes
When a smile curves your lips.
(I carve you in the sand,
But ocean tears
Wash you away.)
i call this a heptahedron.i'm nothing but a washed up clichéi call this a heptahedron.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with pages of poetry locked behind my eyes
and forced under my damaged fingernails.
skin is my canvas, an empty slate,
and i'm painting stars in colors that do not have
names; colors that only exist in my mind.
every day is a wait for 11:11 and the opportunity
to discuss my darkest secrets with four-leaved clovers
and moving lights in the night sky.
i'm dancing on the tips of my toes
to avoid stepping on cracks in the pavement
and killing a family of ants.
i spend afternoons making up religions
and teaching them to my stuffed animals
just so i can forget them, myself.
i'm finding shapes in the clouds
and stained glass in the depths of your eyes,
but i have yet to find a shape in myself.
Broken WingsBroken WingsBroken Wings4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If I close my eyes
I can soar once more
The sky so welcoming
Caressing me with its gossamer touch
Its cool breeze making me feel so alive
The sounds of nature
Making me feel whole
The Great Spirit flowing through me
This is but a dream
An illusion that is needed so much
But it is not to be
A heart ripped out
A soul destroyed
Wings broken, beyond repair
A voice silenced
Never to be heard again
So cruel that they left me with eyes to see
So that I might gaze upon the skies
Knowing I will never fly again
I reach out
Fingers hoping to touch the heavens
To feel so much
But there is nothing
So close and yet beyond my reach
Tears like rain start to fall
And wounds that shall remain forever open
Start to weep blood once more
Alone, I sit left to my despair
Drowning in a sorrow
No one else can feel
Nor will they ever know
So kind of them to spare my life
And leave me worse than dead
Through my tears,
GaspThere was noGasp2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she pressed her
lips to his
ConfessionsI'm only human, I'm only meConfessions3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There's another side that you don't see
I've starved, I've carved into my skin,
Hoping to defeat the monster within
It eats me up, inside and out
Clouds my mind, fills it with doubt
I'm trying so hard to stay strong,
You say I'm worth it, but I think you're wrong
You're trying to help me, but I push you away
'Cause I know it won't let me believe what you say
There's more to the story than what you know
There's more to me than what I show
I'm trying so hard to hold on and fight
So keep me near and hold me tight
Perspective of the Blindlay on your backPerspective of the Blind5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
look at the stars
tell me what do you see?
is it Herculean constellations?
while earth holds only
you and me.
and if you leer up at the moon
does the man leer back down?
see upon his cratered face, pity, smile or frown?
tell me dearest
for i can feel its warmth
and hear the birds,
is the sun rising just for us?
does it gain momentum
from the clouds?
I wish I could see
if only for a moment
its glow upon your skin.
take my hand and
tell me one more time what it all looks like
so i may never forget the universe you've created.
Girl with Brown EyesYou are tender,Girl with Brown Eyes7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
girl with brown eyes.
I'm glad they're not blue,
like so many would have them be.
You are pretty,
girl with brown eyes.
You aren't like the rest,
you have an open-minded spirituality.
Oh, girl with brown eyes,
I wouldn't have them any other color.
They remind me of nature,
as breathtaking as the mountains of Colorado.
Girl, you have brown eyes
that I could stare into all day.
Those spell-binding brown eyes,
captivating, pulling me in your wake.
You are mine, girl with brown eyes.
I don't want to change anything.
EyesNo one just has blue eyes.Eyes4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They have eyes that glitter like foreign waters.
Eyes flecked with the grey of a gathering storm.
Eyes like a child's, full of brightness.
Eyes like the ocean, fathomless and deep.
Eyes of sky, never ending.
No one just has green eyes.
They have eyes like the grasses of a summer field.
Eyes streaked with the dappled light on a forest floor.
Eyes like precious gems, throwing shards of light.
Eyes like apples, round and lush.
Eyes of a cat, wise and dangerous.
No one just has brown eyes.
They have eyes like fat, glossy November conkers.
Eyes with the warm, sugary brown of coffee.
Eyes like chocolate icing, reminding of home.
Eyes like tree trunks, detailed and ageless.
Eyes of earth, unshakable.
No one just has eyes. They have windows.
Breaking upSo unfair, you say.Breaking up3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And it seems I don't love you as you want.
You're there looking at me with eyes of Heaven
And I'm so cold like Dante's Hell,
like the soul of a man that loved so much
but never trusted again.
So unfair, you say.
And my lips don't taste as yours.
My kisses are salted like a rock,
like my sweat, like my thoughts.
And you want me to love you.
And you want me to feel.
And you want me to be...
yours... and it's hard.
It's hard to be as you dreamed of me.
It's hard to love without heart.
It's hard to live as I'm not.
It's hard, just hard.
No, please, don't cry!
Don't cry, my love!
Don't say I'm mean.
Don't say I'm cruel.
Don't say I lied.
Don't say you'll die
if I leave you,
if I stop calling you "my life",
if I see you for last time,
if I go and you're not there,
if a 'bye'
is the worst word I can say.
I'll understand if you don't want to hug me.
I'll understand if you don't want to take my hand.
I'll understand everything you do
'cause you know that you lost me.
G. A. Y.G. A. Y.G. A. Y.4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
What is this word?
Does it mean I don't deserve anything?
Does it mean you're better than me?
Does it mean you can bash me? Hate me? Hurt me?
I barely remember the day mum told me my brother was gay. It hardly stands out at all. It didn't surprise me, didn't hurt me, didn't concern me. He was Jesse. He would always be Jesse. It hardly even came as a surprise. I never suspected anything but it made no difference if he was gay or not. Who cares if he liked boys or girls?
The next day though I remember very clearly. All it takes is a tiny little comment. Just one stupid 11 year old boy making some stupid comment about gays. I remember it so clearly. I broke down, inside. I wanted to tell all my friends that day that my brother was gay. How could I tell them now? I wanted to scream and cry, I wanted to make that stupid boy hurt for hurting me, for hating my brother, even though he didn't know. He didn't know that my brother was gay, he didn't think he was hurting anyone. Bu
Poems from 2002+2003 oldPoems from 2002+2003 old10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am the burden that keeps you awake
I am the fears that sing you to sleep
I am the flowers that lay by your grave
I am the tears you shall no longer weep
closuredark-eyed girl, i've been writing a novella about you. how's that for not caring?closure3 years ago in Letters More Like This
it starts with you, and me (aka 'her'), and nightmares, and sex.
those nightmares of yours. how you would wake up time and time again, breathing fast, heart thumping so hard you wished it would make your chest explode but it never ever did, check your wrist or your pulse and always found it there, right there, buried deep down under your skin.
if you had been like me, you would have been frustrated by it; either you would have wanted to smother it, that creature that continued to exist within you, for you, in spite of you, or you would have wanted to bring it to fucking light so you could finally shine. but you weren't like me. you were younger and less intelligent and more impulsive and more selfish but much better at displaying affection. much better at 'i love you's and 'you're gorgeous' and 'i want you's and sweet little nothings to make me smile.
you always loved my writing, when it was about you.
If You KnewI am blue,If You Knew3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Pure, deep and true.
The warm summer sky,
And the swirling patterns in crystal eyes.
The sea deep and old as time.
These things am I.
In the jays feathered wing.
In the artists brush that sings.
I cover the speckled robins egg as it lays at rest.
I am in the field of forget-me-nots where you lay down your head.
In the snowflake I reflect beauty.
Warmth and life are in me.
But all that others see is the cold of ice.
The darkness of night and the fear in which it resides.
To many I am nothing but deepest midnight.
They do not see the robbins egg or the blue of sapphire.
Don't glimpse the warmth of a spring shower.
They forget I am in the rainbows arc.
Don't remember I am in the furnace spark.
And so I wander alone.
Known as nothing but cold.
But if you knew me truly,
You would glimpse the life I bring.
Indigo Eyescan these blind eyes cry?Indigo Eyes4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i don't want to die without looking through your
calm indigo eyes
i would gladly give my own to you for
the chance to give a try
perhaps they'd help me smile
if i could see the world through blue
i would like to be
the sort of sky that hangs above
the sugar-coated sea
the kind that hates and loves
(the kind that is like me)
that's what i'd like to be
i'd like to live my life looking at you
and i can't because your gone
perhaps someday your face will show me
how i can move on
all other beings to me
offer only travesty
a shameful thing to see
justice that can never spot the truth
Deep Blue SwellI used to stand on the edgeDeep Blue Swell5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of a cliff,
from fingertips to toes.
I used to gaze into the deep
shivering cold, yet
I could have stood for days...
I used to wonder when my
bare body would fall,
leaving this northern cliff,
into the depths of the
deep blue swell.
I used to dream
of the day I'd let go
become immersed and
sink, sink sink...
Into the deep blue swell.
It's sad when...It's sad whenIt's sad when...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You grab a twelve pack of Dr. Pepper
And chug 'em down
Pretending they're alcohol all the while.
It's sad when
You escape reality every chance you get
And when you come back
You've only set yourself further behind.
It's sad when
You spends hours searching for the perfect song
And when you finally find it
The lyrics only drag you deeper into self pity.
It's sad when
You open a book and hope for something better
And when you've read it
You realize that something better can never be yours.
But it's especially sad when
You understand how sad you are
How utterly pathetic the state of your life is,
And you don't do one
Damn thing about it.
Crimson Love - Chapter 17When Mark and I returned to the bedroom, we both changed into something more fitting for bed before he looked up from his shirt drawer.Crimson Love - Chapter 175 years ago in Teen More Like This
I turned and looked at him. I was completely dressed by then in a short silk night gown.
"I dont know when we'll be able to hang out during Halloween," He began to explain. "My parents hold a ball for some of our friends to come over. And I already know you'll be spending time with your sisters later that night. Perhaps the six of us could al go trick or treating; You, me, your sisters, Elizabeth and Vivian?"
I smiled, nodding.
"That's fine. I normally host my own Halloween party. I'll hold it at our place. It'll probably be just three or so friends of mine. Stacey is definitely going to be there. I'll have something to do while you're away, dont worry." I giggled lightly and Mark nodded before he continued to search for something to wear while I walked out onto the balcony.
The night was simply beautiful and from the balc
I cannot sit and waitI cannot sit and waitI cannot sit and wait5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
For flowered snow or swinging gate
The seasons rise and slow
And spring thaws into summered hate.
Give me words so I may know
Your heart still beats for only me
For faith is weak in weary eyes-
I cannot touch, I cannot see.
This yawning ache, this sprawling need
A thirst for flesh and human greed
Is unsustained by love or peace
And all that's left is pointless grief.
In a war, can love remain?
Is there enough to outweigh pain?
Hidden IdentityShe seals away her selfish soulHidden Identity4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and inks purpose over blue veins
in spidery letters on a wrist
so she won't forget her name
a g a i n .
She twirls under a starry sky
with the Milky Way reflected in eyes
almost as bright as a moon
and counts the adjectives that
d e s c r i b e .
(she's a dancer you know one of those
mysterious types never know what
they're up to never know what's running
through those heads dangerous maybe but
oh so beautiful)
She finds easy reasons to live and
allows the superficial shallow sea
of peers to slowly suck her in
thinking thinking just biding her
t i m e .
She lets her true self show one
frightening tendency after another
a rose with a snake concealed within
petals a rose with a thousand
t h o r n s .
(she's a seductress you know one of those
bad influences not quite like a slut
she's too smart for that; picks and chooses
her prey she's a heartbreaker she's a demon
she's everything you want)
She searches for the answers
to the first and last test she'll eve
The Sly of Your HeartWrite me kisses on the sly of your heart,The Sly of Your Heart5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Tumble through stars with me in curving dark
Catch me in cadence of your lisping pulse:
In the slip of youth when all else dissolves,
Let us be timeless in arching desire
With passion promised to us by the moon.