Winter SkinWinter Skin8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Drawing hearts on windows in the long winter days,
writing love letters in the clouds with our fingertips.
Promises are like fingerprints, plans are like dust
he held onto her till she wept rainbows.
Footprints in the snow whispers, "I believe in you."
Cold hands, warm embraces and tired eyes,
handfuls of snow from snow covered cars.
Flying geese across frosted windows,
she held onto him till the stars fell away.
Falling snow cries, "I believe in you."
Frozen lakes and frosty roads,
i've been learning to try my whole life.
Caged birds sing about silhouettes of lovers
and dream of being swans.
I'd drag my heart across thin ice and sail ships
(to be by your side).
Holding onto each other
I will follow you into the dark as the stars fall away.
A heart like abandoned Christmas trees,
your love watches patiently the gardens changes.
All the trees are left broken and weeping.
Holding onto each other
following dreams as rainbows fall on shadows.
He held onto her memory till she wept rainbows,
Tightrope of true loveTightrope of true love8 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Love is alive tonight in your distant sighs, giggles and cries.
I love her all the time and hate her the rest of the time.
Through the depths of life's and dreams loves and loses.
Heaven in the twilight of the sun, losing you against the light.
You're everything I am not.
True love is the noose that strangles the life out of your heart.
True love is the invisible blade that pokes the eyes out of your soul.
It took a long time but I dreamt that my true love was waiting for me,
at the other end of a tightrope. As I walked toward her tentatively trying
my hardest to not look down concentrating on keeping my balance.
Keeping my eye on the target trying to ignore the flames below
and the cries of the damned within them.
Trying to keep steady gripping onto my tightrope bar. Birds suddenly from out of nowhere flew around me. Struggling to keep balance as they swarm around me. Trying not to focus on their faces, the faces of all my ex's and love interests throughout my life. Some of the birds
Invisibly Written Visibly ReadInvisibly Written Visibly Read8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ghostly arms hold me;
when my tears take me back,
to where I used too play and hide alone.
Angelic hands come to me;
when the deathly shades of autumn,
bring back inner shades that I try my best to block out.
Ghostly fingers pull my hand back to blank paper,
you dont have to say it. I understand without words.
Whilst the sea sleeps
our eyes turn to the sky we share.
Just like before leaves brush;
two tears visibly invisible,
like the arms that were never there;
just like the hand that was never in mine,
and like the friend I never had before you appeared.
But always had in you. Whilst I played, hid and cried alone.
In the land of dreams where I was haunted,
I no longer fear to dream. Now that we have each other.
Kiss + Make UpKiss + Make Up10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So sad our memory,
it's nothing to cry about.
Feeding the sky it's darkness till it consumes us,
how much can you take from me?
Watching you sleeping is pretty defeat,
you help me forget my dreams, making one of our own.
As brief as summer; hugging on our own,
memories are as natural as loneliness.
You make me too afraid to close my eyes.
Though you forget you're more asleep when awake,
we're so alike in our flaws. I struggle to sleep yet neither awake.
So ugly our memory,
you put on make up
to make believe your life pretty.
We make it up to share a piece of ugliness.
When you awoke you started walking,
falling out of the clouds and back into uneasy sleep.
Caressing a knife wrapping my arms around another life.
Nothing will stand in our way, turning ourselves inside out
trying to see things each others way.
Not knowing which way to turn, tried to see things your way.
Running into the emptiness where all roads meet,
wishing our roads had crossed sooner or never crossed at all.
The Realistic GhostThe Realistic Ghost10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Colours are tears from heaven
Falling rain on red roses,
My heart bares the flag of the dead.
Disappointed stood a shadow on the edge of the road,
My soul tares apart the shade over the sidewalk.
Crying my eyes out, praying for colour
Please colour me in.
Fear of falling
Depressed about nothing,
Everyday on edge
Sad about everything,
Sunlight coming and going across water,
Sinking like a stone but in control,
Sick and tired of listening to people.
Closing my eyes to dream, makes me wish ghosts were real
There must be a real ghost among them all,
To take all the unreal people by the hand and show them reality.
Waves echoing the beginning and end of time
Were loves lost trying to find our way,
Lost in love, always love and death in mind.
Its you, its you, it couldnt be me
A gentle breeze from heaven,
A soft touch or a hug,
When Im alone.
Its always me,
Old postcards, empty bottles and faded window kisses
Its always you,