#poetrypost

[novinablog]

I'm in love with a gangsta

I knew he was dangerous

But somehow

I liked him

His poker face caught my attention

His gaze was like a knife

Sharp and piercing

And his body was strong and muscular

Making him sexy and so hot

Until i can't get out of my mind

He is like poison

Gorgeus and deadly

[trustonlystars]

“For the first time, I didn’t want to pour pain into poems, I didn’t want to utter a word that showed how cracked and bruised my heart was. For the first time, I couldn’t find a heart that would listen to my broken poems and half reasoned rants. As if the world had gone silent, there was music but no one to hum along. I felt the distance creep on me, I heard loud silence I always wanted to run away from. For the first time, I didn’t have blood to bleed.”

- trustonlystars

[some-times-ihate-you]

Ho dipinto con il sangue le mie emozioni più pure, ricoprendo d’oro le tue assurde paure.

Le mie vene si sono intrecciate per tessere il velo che ho poggiato sulla tua testa per proteggerti da ogni tempesta.

Mi rimane solo il ricordo del tuo amore, scolorito dal mio rancore

@some-times-ihate-you

[rileyandrogyne]

Does my body appear delicate to you?

Bones that snap at a touch,

Blood that begs to be spilled,

Touch me, hurt me, destroy me.

My body is nothing but pain,

All I see is the worst of me,

The fat, the oily skin, the evil,

My body is evil, bad blood,

I seek out death to end it.

Destroy me, devour me whole,

So I never have to look,

Into that cursed reflection again,

I don’t want a trace of me left,

No body, no bones, no ashes,

Leave nothing for them to find,

Destroy me.

[heartweary-writing]

My heart is floating with the moon

Saying, “I wear the craters, dealt

From a past love,

Too.

Yet look how we glow,

Me and you.

Love comes in phases,

So it will always come again,

It’s true.”

J. K. L

[iamtenshidoom]

All of these artistic visions

have me thinking

and heeding the spirits.

I have come to learn

That is best to listen to

intuition when it’s being driven

by your most subliminal feelings.

Something infinitely more

than what your

eyes are revealing.

Open your eye

And be freed

See, sometimes the difference

Between surviving and living

Is releasing our preconceptions

About the meaning of spirit

For that is the key to

truly magical living.

[getcareless]

Flame And Ice

I’m with you but I still step to the side

and the truth is I’m feeling petrified.

You wanna be Heard so your lies get televised.

You already know how I feel inside

but you would rather kill my pride.

Things could be worse; I could’ve died.

How can we make something of our lives?

And how does flame and ice meet in your eyes?

JP

[ashendery]

It's so funny how feelings fade

The love that I thought would last a lifetime

Could be forgotten in a minute

We were both suckers for that crappy fairytale

We were in love with the idea of being ideal

We were hypocrites that kept on going

Just for show

Kept on showing that we were perfect

Under the fascade was pitiful insecurities

Two people that were desperately trying

To be together

Just to prove that they have something genuine