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We'll be fine, Winds roaring Don't worry, Let my love feel like its soaring. I'm your king And your beggar, Trying to keep the child from crying, Emotions like the weather.
I've got a primrose in my pocket,. And a head full of dreams,. Yet my heart is full of sorrow,. And it's bursting at the seams,. There's a crystal rose pinned to my chest,. Right above my heart,.
Why should, when there's sun 'n sea. I be lying here, under a colourless grey sheet. Staring up at flies on the ceiling. Unmoving, unseeing. While all around the ocean is seething.
This is the first poem I remember writing and it is also one of my favourite out of the ones I've written so I want to share it with you all :). Summer kisses. And winter misses.
My brain is divided into three compartments. The most secure area stores the memory of your face. Above all things, I keep that safe. A room with a sliding door Holds all the cute things you say.
The rain beat down relentless. Drumming hard upon my head. Splashing up From cobbles dark and dank and dead. It makes me feel so lonely. The people rushing by. Heads down and not responsive.
The rain was patting against the car. My leg was resting against the door. The rain was soothing and was whispering hello. The only thing in my head was no. Feeling like an idiot.
Apples on a tree, Can't you see, What this friendship means to me. Pears in a pie, My oh my, This bad weather makes me sigh. Lemons and limes, Such hard times, Everyone toeing the line.
#Youngwritershousehold Streaking through The darkening sky- Red, pink, orange; Daylight will die. I hold your hand And gaze above. The sunset is My one true love. Red for romance, Love is pink.
You are walking a tightrope over the moon. You are California dreaming. You are the hole in my head. You are glass in the sand. You are the shiver down my spine. You are the angel from my nightmare.
Your entire body is a map and I follow it completely. If I ever get off track I can always find home by finding your lips. I can always find them. Even in the dark. Because you glow.
#love #acorns #nightdwellers This is an early one that seems to tick 3 tags, so here goes...
If only you knew. The wicked thoughts. That I am having of you. Of limbs entangled. Yours and mine. Of lips locked in kisses. And bodies entwined. Of twisted sheets. Covered in sweat.
The calm, blue sea washed over the beach, Further and further along it did reach, It beautifully sparkled in the sunlight, It really was a lovely sight. When the sea is calm.
I'll chase the summer And thoughts of you To the coast; And wait out ten months, My feet, and head, Buried in the damp sand.
The wind. A locked rattled cage, Trying to escape, With no air to breathe. The earth. Deeply rooted, Sad and disillusioned, Wanting what was hers. The fire.
The gentle brush of soft grass The sky, clearer than glass. Lovely flowers sway In the warmth of midday. Cool water flows Right over our toes.
Winter Leaves you blind Keeps you questioning Shows you pain Winter Is silent death Day; quiet, bone-chilling cold Night; howling wind through frozen trees Winter Gifts us with chilled powder Rids...
The air is thick with guilt,fear & pain. I can't breathe that kind of oxygen. The water is murky and green, But my 5 senses are keen. I can see how evil looking the birds are.
The sun is starting to come down, tilting down into the lake, leaving a collage of peach, red and purple streaks across the sky. I admire it, and force myself to smile.
Your empty room Now devoid of all That was you Spaces where your Personality used to be Patches on the wall From your posters Dusty corners All you left behind When you packed Your cardboard...
Laying in fields. The grass swaying to your heartbeat. Pushing the world back. Using your own personal shield. Darling I can feel you here. This was our escape.
The colours of the rainbow.
What if one night the moon weren't there. Would I even stop to stare. What if all the stars fell down. And fell as shards upon the ground. What if mountains crack and crumble.