some old some new but always for you
I'm not prone to crazy but maybe it now defines the way I feel when I think about you(Basically all the time)You probably think I'm nutsA crazy lunaticI'm just writing poetryFeeling awfully lonelyWishing to be the love songsYou are humming All the while knowing you don't really want me I've got to let it go But I can't loose this death grip on my last thoughtOf each and every night(You)My first breath of the faded morning Also you©charlieka
I'll be honest it's been you for so long I don't know how to go on would you meet me for a drive or a walk throughI can't negotiate this heart map without the GPS of you.Was I really that far off?(you can tell me the truth)©charlieka
caterwauling the chain links curling fingers plucking fence songs walking smack dab into surprise attack from cupids errant arrow never a tiny moment to ponder I should of listed one way or the other to avoid the stabbing connect all along like a cardiologist performing amputation the subject of scrutiny cut to the point and left the sobbing blade weeping into my vital organ I thought that love would last forever but I was wrong©charlieka
You remind me of the way I want to be and I digress when I'm stunned by thoughts of a stolen kiss and then I steer myself back to the bright point of stark reality that cuts my eyesight into prisms like the dragonfly I can now see from every angle my infatuation you grown so very weary of me beg of you to accept my apology in poetry there remains of a hope that this garden still grows and blooms with flowers friendly©charlieka
I always hated on Tuesdaysfeeling fazed dazed likedays ahead are dim with thelights of the neon galaxies Brighten my sky?he askedshy head low under eyes that laughed grinnedthat kiss of pop rock spark snapped his head back drones circled over blinking tunesyou had me under the pines talking stars and starting fires all night long©charlieka
Free Me From Frost
the hand of an October frost touched this heart longing for the blue sky gaze of summer what can I doto keep the cold at baystand with hands outstretched before the Autumn like a bonfire settle in before the Winter and take in the snapping sparks of a flame orshould I just give in and like the waning seasons fade with the morning dewlooking out the windows all the daysall the nightsstill cold stillwithout you©charlieka
The rain is falling Your smile is a lieThe breathe in my chest is ragged as you turn awayI'm caught in the storm jumping in puddles alone©charlieka
Queen of Sheep
she is one of the ugly onesspiritually bound for hadesher outside matches her innards with a mouth twisted in grimace to reveal a crooked truthtonguing crusty lips within a blackened visage she thinks she is beautifulher followers are many they regurgitate the gorge she piles upon their plates they picnic on the bones of those that disagree and pretend that they are free©charlieka
They washed their hands of me I was an unlearned ignoramus Yet still I feel compelled to tryI hope there is someone on the insideWho knows more than meAnd slides the pen into my hand and says Write write write©charlieka
what of those dreams captured in sepiaphotographs cartwheel from pushpins unpinned on the wall and they fall they fall to the floor like leaves from pages of memories they bring the scent of an autumn so long ago the taste of a first kiss the dance floor beneath heeled feet smiles of adoration the burning fire of new love a last kiss and the taste of sweet goodbyes pinned into the sepia snapshots of our lives©charlieka
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The pain lingers, the roots run deep.
I weep with the willow as we dance in the wind together, me and my original sin.
As the tears gather like rain on a windshield and cloud my vision, my mind breaks free.
Like a barbedwire halo this pain has defined me, a beautiful heart glowing bright with a mind embraced by endless darkness.
Thorns falling one by one.
I should feel lighter but it's getting harder to breathe.
Afraid to let the pain go so I let it linger but my sin is fading, my heart is winning.
It scares me.
Who am I to be... now?©toothpicksandjokes
You sippedbourbon on the rockscigarettein-between your fingertips as I wondered why of all your bad habits,I was the easiest one to quit ?You said my eyes were the colour of whiskeyand then you leftto become sober,on nights like thisdo you find yourselfcraving something a little stronger ?©vishakhasarkar
I just need to learn how to expand the space around it so that I can fucking breathe.
[“hey, I promise I’m bouncing back- I know everything is so different. I can see everyone’s sadness like a thousand lights reflecting off the moon”] This season is dreadful. I can’t explain how it shatters and doesn’t fall to the ground. It hovers like an eerie promise, except I never agreed to keep one. It’s that moment of fear that makes your stomach liquefy and organs deplete- you swear you die for a moment because it strikes through you so fiercely, but you’re somehow alive. You’re very-much alive and not sure if you want to be. I’m pacing back and forth in my apartment. I do these things when I feel like a part of me is slipping. I’m so far gone and I don’t know how to accept that- do you have any answers? Tonight, Nicole texted me and said that no one expects me to bounce back from all this. Told me that she’d love me through every season forever and always. I feel everyone reach out like a reflex because they need me and I need them too and I need to heal from this, but I can’t. This heaviness will always fill my hollows- I just need to learn how to expand the space around it so that I can fucking breathe. Everyone tells me how much I look like my father. Maybe that’s why I shattered every mirror in the house, because my reflection makes me sad. Makes me want more of something I can’t reach. Makes me feel reckless. I pick apart my sadness like the skin around my fingernails- watch it bleed and bleed and bleed. I know I need to stop this but I’m begging to understand it. I was fighting too, you know. This was my war and I faught well. So fucking well. We did so fucking well- that’s a promise I can keep- Something I can tell myself over and over again and believe it each time. Call Nicole when I need someone to remind me of the journey. And even though this season is dreadful, I’m still here, right? -AMT ©thesleeplessdreamer
I try to forget,but you grew roots in my rib cageand sprouted flowerjust below my collarbone.all day i pluck their petals,but i have not yet ascertainedwhether you love meor not.
You will find me in between the definition of wrong and right. ©sanabaig
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Listen to the breeze; speak,It has within it, A thousand screams, You never got to scream.©a_franteen_writer
when words perch on solitary ribcagesthawing bergs to bloom like wildflowersand tangerine coloured skiesarch to touch lilac heartsIt's then she rekindles lost warmthlighting up hearthsin a heim abandoned by hope©soulfulstirrings
You make me cry as if I'm rain.But Darling you don't know I'm soil,I can absorb it all,and grow flowers tall.©shadowofthoughts_
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Isn't this world would be so much better, if rather than tearing each other down, we simply mind our own business!©pendown_your_thoughts
Havefriendsandenemies too;otherwisehow'dyou knowthe difference?©leo_dreamboat