I love writing poetry. I find it soothing and therapeutic. This poem is for anyone who has lost someone they love and now a piece of their heart is in heaven.
To My Heart In...
Bite your lip,
Blow me a kiss,
Let our tongues link.
Rub your leg on me,
Breath on my neck,
Tell me you love me.
Pull my hair,
Bite my neck,
Be my soulmate. x
You was like a warm breeze,
As your lips brushed on my face,
My body tingled,
As our bodies tangled.
But now i lay here,
In our imaginary place,
No hate comments plz
Love sucks when it's only you,
The one that gives until they're blue
You give your heart until it bleeds
But they don't care about your needs
Wrote this a while ago, hope you like it
Every time You hit him
With your bottles
With your fists
He stays standing
Tall and strong
I jumped as i felt his strong arms wrap around my tiny waist,
my mind and body now awakened as the blood in my heart raced.
The atmosphere changed around me, the music no longer...
Long is the eve'
When the half-blind lighthouse
Spins itself silly
The angels they bide
Their precious time
Soaring above all
While the nightbird
Sings a mournfully tragic song...
Tortured by the pain,
Held by the chains,
As they rip at my skin,
Tighter they become,
I lift my head,
Let out a scream,
But no one hears me,
As I fall to the ground,
The cover of darkness stretched across the great star spotted plains above me.
I shift my vision to my right. There is hope.
Standing next to me
I lift my leg, but I...
Mother let me say oh how I grieve,
About all the times I let you down
How I fell in the water and you nearly drowned
How you tried to save me, but all was in vain
I cast you away...
I can feel it in my mouth,
Sadness rising up,
Choking on the anger,
My heart pounds,
I try not to believe,
But i know they took your life! x
Music rings in my ears,
Pain in every word,
Words remind me of you,
Again left with that feeling,
Broken in two,
Choking with on the pain,
Not knowing what to do!! x
No hate comments plz
When the world brings u down
And hurtful words break your heart
Don't turn around
And walk away from who you are
Stand up for your beliefs
Trust in what...
This isn't half as good as what I've seen a lot of y'all post. But I just felt like writing
We drank half the bottle
American honey kisses.
I thought it all a game
I participated in louder than a bomb 2014 and it's my fault my team didn't make it to finals cause we were in first at our semifinals but right before the group round u had a panic...
The whispers in the willows speak to my heart and sooth. When I gaze into the dark shadows of the woods, I feel no foreboding, but comfort that draws me in. The breeze...
I like to think I'm ok... Not the best but I'm getting there! ☺
if time would be still
Can i just have one day to steal?
To have that day, for us to be together
To have that moment that will never wither?
I want to feel that day.. that very...
I try to blink away these threatening tears
I try to think away these lurking fears
But i felt these sparkling tears soon marked its trail
That made me looked at my salted cheeks...
Hey everyone :D my name is Zanna I'm 16 and love to write poetry ! this is a poem i wrote called sunrise
A twist of blood in the sky
A cascade of colours
Ready to die...
I'll share mine if you share yours! I love spoken word poetry, it just speaks to me.
My body is my temple
My home away from home
Do I feel like a turtle hiding...
I love to write poetry so anyone who needs a song message me. I write many types of poems
Roses to ashes
I'm caught in the cold .
Whispers of kindness are foreign now and beasts lie within all I've come to see.
Shivering at the ocean's shore, wash away the tears from...
THE PRICE OF POETRY.
The price of poetry
is the same as laying your soul bare.
You put your heart on the line
every time your words take like birds to the air.
You are naked...
¨My black and white muse
I feel sorry that i did not love you
But i did not
But love itself¨
I ¨write¨ and love poetry indeed, but not to materialize my feelings or to lull my...
I wrote most of my poetry between the ages of fourteen and twenty-two with a spurt in my late thirties. Every now and then a new poem emerges. As I've mentioned elsewhere I've...
They say I'm too young to love youI don't know what I needThey think I don't understandThe freedom land of the seventiesI think I'm too cool to know yaYou say I'm like the ice I...
Poetry is good
Poetry is fun
I like writing poetry
But I'm not very good at it
If someone were to read my words
They'd probably characterize them as stream-of-consciousness poetry.
I could argue: this isn't poetry, this isn't art, this is only a human half...
I write dark poetry mostly because it has a hidden meaning to me. I know the poetry I write is not good but oh well. It only matters what I think of it and what it means to me.
The color of Hailey is despair.
It cries a flooding river.
Screams no words, but feelings.
Feels only pain.
Follows no meaningful rhyme.
This is not poetry, but escape from reality...
I write poetry in booksie and I posted this one a while ago and I thought maybe you guys would want to see it http://www.booksie.com/other/poetry/highlights/like-an-eagle
Six Months Ago, on Christmas Day, at 7:30 PM, Unjusted and I met irl for the first time. It was an awkward meeting. We had chatted extensively online for several months in the...
I'm actually in love with Michael Lee. I relate to him on the battle of sobriety and the death of loved ones, it's something so complex that I'm amazed that he captures them into...
So what makes you interested in writing and reading poetry? Is it the assembly of the words, its delivery, the imagery that is developed, or does it connect with your senses?
Oh Rain Gods Your Flight is Delayed in India, Please Make up soon, Please Rain. Rain Overwhelmingly....https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4HRKN7LgbJk
GARAJ BARAS PYAASI DHARTI...
The Promise of Poetry
a craftsman restoring a piece of fine wood
moves his hands along a risky line, too soft
creates an imperfect sheen, but too harsh
may fracture and take from...
Poetry is an image describing your thoughts based on a heavy beautiful emotional and colourful cement of sadness, where no one can see you even you need them to.
Hey guys! I have a poetry blog: www.punkrockpericaliya.wordpress.com
It might be the only thing that I'm good at
People and I don't really chat
Everything else I try I'm bad
Makes me at times sad
In poetry I'm really good
Most of the time it comes...
Hey, for those of you who like dark poetry and art it would be great if you check out my work and tell me what you think.
Hey, for those of you who like dark poetry and art it would be great if you checked out my work and told me what you think.
I've written one good poem.
Sometimes I think that I poured so much of my soul into writing it, that I will never express myself completely again.
I spent so much effort molding...
It's so boring. I felt bad when I was dating a guy that wrote me poems all the time. He wanted me to tell him what I thought about them and wanted me to read his journal. I didn't...