Flying Somewhere
#opussweeklychallenge #freeverse No matter how hard I try I can't make no sense Of us The things that once mattered Have no more worth I get tied up in knots The guilt lingers Draining me I become...
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#opussweeklychallenge #freeverse No matter how hard I try I can't make no sense Of us The things that once mattered Have no more worth I get tied up in knots The guilt lingers Draining me I become...
The vulnerable caterpillar an innocent love that we give. It grows whilst it's nurtured and given a reason to live. A chrysalis of emotions hanging on a fine silk thread.
#beginningline #nightdwellers. From behind the cloud and. Out of sights, dims a moonlight. Emitting shimmery glow. Upon the droplet dews. That lays upon grasses. The song of crickets are playing.
It started with your eyes and the exquisiteness of their beautiful color. They brought about the most placid feeling. Then I became engrossed to the way your lips moved.
Sometimes I feel broken, I feel beaten up, I'm down. Everything I say is wrong, It's dark, it's grey, I'll frown. Foot in my mouth, Face in the mud, I'll cry. I'll cry. You'll smile.
The rain seems to fall,. But I don't seem to notice,. Growing in depression,. Drifting away like a lost lotus,. The rain seems to pour,. But I couldn't give a care,. I've lost my faith and hope,.
Packing to move to a new place. A gypsy with sad eyes and a fake smile on my face. Covering my eyes with black lace. For my love can't still follow my heart pace. A gypsy with a tambourine in my hand.
#bestofopuss I smile because of you And the wonderful things you do They way you listened to my horrible day The way you found some comforting words to say.
I told this guy I had a crush on him For the first time ever I actually admitted it...... And then told my friend to tell him But it doesn't matter cos I admitted it.
It was January 5th, the picturesque snow from the festive period was beginning to melt, just like her normally cool facade. The air still biting like the guilt in her heart.
#bestofopuss I don't know why But I no longer cry I thought it's my heart But it turns out my tears are dry I have been here for a while Looking through my pile It seems all the past years Were...
Just laying in your arms Taking it easy like the dr said You wooing me with all your loving charms Even making sure I'm fed.
I didn't think I needed love, It turns out that I do, I cannot go a single hour, Without thinking of you.
I seem to have a broken heart each week. I keep telling myself you love me, but my hope falls weak. But you show a glance near my way, and I'm at it again.
S earching but not yet found, O nly mines the heart that makes no sound, U nattached unaffected L ove came and went, left me neglected, M istakes made and resurrected, A long the way my heart...
I wrote this bit while ago, yes during my current relationship.
This feeling is intense, It just doesn't make any sense. Could it be. Oh gee. Does love really feel like this. That passionate kiss .. The butterflies in my belly, I kinda feel all jelly.
I sit here alone with that glisten to my eyes. All becomes hazy as I think through my life. Have I ever done anything I wanted. The answer I don't know cause I still hold me back.
#acrostic C an't hold you tight H ave to let you go A nd maybe when the time is right L ove between us will grow.
Sometimes, like right now, I feel forever alone. Like I'm never going to find somebody. Yes I know, I'm young, but just shut up ok.
I'm in muddy waters All is not clear Water of disillusion Will it cost me dear.
She could feel him watching her as she walked up his garden, officially pleased with herself. "Are you drunk?" He called out as she reached his front gate. She turned slowly.
#OpussWeeklyChallenge Hi Heather. This year is going to go unbelievably badly for you. Sorry, it's true.
Poetry to me, Is a gift we all possess. Poetry to me, Is not which ones the best. Poetry to me, Is about making me feel, Poetry to me.