Wednesday, 6 April 2016

Poetry for thought

Day 14

The last of the everyday writing challenge. Let me know what you think:

Title: End


It’s like a tug of war between us,
You want me to talk, spill everything,
Expect me to stay naked,
To almost discard my flesh.

Heart, blood, bones, muscles,
Exposed to you,
Thoughts, dreams, fears, tears,
Lying on the floor.

I didn’t know you then,
I don’t know you now,
But you know me, my everything,
Is this good for us, me not knowing you?

This war must end, either I stay naked,
Let the whiplash do its magic,
Or the let the silence make the decision we can't,
Whatever comes in the end, this now we have was the best.
 

Tuesday, 5 April 2016

Thoughts

Day 13

I want to be the right kind of chaos,
It is too lonely when you don't even have yourself to talk to.

 

Monday, 4 April 2016

Thoughts

Day 12

We have been talking about finding my ground.
We have been talking about all that pain that seems to hide behind all those smiles.
I have been holding back tears, fears, words, lest I open a world that I cannot control.
You have been patient, waiting.

I wonder why we compare things. People, feelings, love, hate.
I find myself feeling like I felt this once; then wondering was it the same thing even. It was different, it was real, but so is this. Different; but why compare?

I have been wanting to find content.
And I have been on that road for a while.
So many people, things and words form this circle.
I might have just closed the loop with you.


Thoughts

Day 11

Screams filled with silence,
Eyes filled with words,
Silence willed with laughter,
Words willed without you.

Sunday, 3 April 2016

Poetry for thought



Day 10
Title: Closer
 
Wrapped in your smile,
Unwrapped in your heart.
Folded within your palm,
Unfolded in your arms.
Closer, come a little closer,
Let me breathe.

Wrapped in your imagination,
Unwrapped in your haze.
Folded in the pages of your skin,
Unfolded in the kisses you leave behind.
Closer, come a little closer,
Let me hear you one last time.

Friday, 1 April 2016

Poetry for thought

Day 9
I feel this is incomplete, maybe not organized, but you don't live in my head now do you :) let me know what you think? Please :)

Title: One for the road


Fleeting between pages, words, sheets,
You’re the sweet kind of fire.

You are rattling cages that have been shut,
Rib cages that struggle to stay near you,
Heart cages that long to keep you inside,
Mind cages that need your smile to function.

Fleeting between pages, words, sheets,
You’re the sweet kind of fire.

I want to leave, open the cages for another,
Maybe I will forget you, maybe you will remember me,
Poetry will be written, words spilling out of every cell in my body,
We could have been something; everything.

Fleeting between pages, words, sheets,
You’re the sweet kind of fire.

I thought we could be so much,
Now I am nervous, afraid, worried,
Finally I am learning to protect myself, my heart, me,
Drawing lines, making change.

Fleeting between pages, words, sheets,
I am left wondering,
If I should have let you break me,
One for the road of rediscovery.