Gaian
Don't ask what she'd do
If her love was in danger
The answer's too much
If they took her love
All that's left would be her rage
She'd tear worlds apart
Poems on the topic: love
Poems on the topic “love” on Poets.by.
first moments
You my love
Turned over first
Not just once ...
Kept on rolling....
Till you fell and cried
I cried the first time with you
Fearing the worst
Then it happened again....
Again and again ....
Till we both got over it
Then you stood shocking me
But you carefree .....as if you always knew it
You always make me wonder of creatures called parents
* * *
In the woods catching leaves
As they fall on your head,
When you feel a little tired,
Curling up in bed,
Seeing a painting so enchanting
You just stand there and stare,
Talking deep to a friend
Emotions laid bare.
Mist on a lake,
One single cloud in the sky,
Storm rolling across the ocean,
The things that make you wonder why,
Somethings are beautiful,
Somethings make you smile,
You are all those things and more
I miss you more than a sea
Reticent Star
A lone star shines bright in the sky.
It reminds me of you, actually.
A bright light in the endless abyss.
A sole hope against the dark ceiling above.
My Reticent star, you are the only one for me.
You do not see yourself as I see you.
A hot mess, a tangle of toxicity and flame.
But that is not what you are to me.
As my eyes adjust to the night, as the clouds move away,
I see the other stars. Not as bright. Not as beautiful.
They mean nothing to me. There is no star to surpass you.
I deserve better, you say, but where? I see no equal.
I focus my eyes back on you, my bright, beautiful, shining star.
I gaze upon your glory. I blink, and you blink back.
You. Blink back at me. Something is amiss... I know.
Oh How I Wish
Oh how i wish i could be the young and innocent child again
Years have past and memories have faded
U am no longer the child they remembered
Nor am I the young adult they expected.
They still see me as the little girl with bows in her hair wearing the dress to match the bows
But now I am the teenager who is kissing her boyfriend
Young and free as the wind
They needed to see me and him to fully understand
I hurt too much to be the child they once knew
But I love the person I have become from being hurt too much
The person who I am now is careless and reckless
All from being shielded as a child.
I'm sorry they had to see me grow up so fast and fall in love
But it was meant to be
Broken Glass
I am still a little mad at you as
i lift your head and kiss your lips
and they taste of blood and the
glass is broken over the floor and
shines from some light but it’s
dark in here and classical guitars
are coming through the window are
echoing their passion from years
ago but it feels like here those
notes and all this glass and all
the soft parts of us that need to
be gathered up and might as well be
collected in the stanzas of some
tragically romantic song because at
least that wouldn’t make us seem so
small left here in our mess smeared
The Fear Of Being Without You
You told me you were
afraid to loose me
and then you
faced your fears
and left.
The Twain
Secret whispers,
The silent tongue,
Meet on the bridge of the mind
The twain.
Desire the thorny bed of the desperate
Seeking unity on plains divided,
Define longing across time
For another.
Gifted a rare fullness to the void between birth and departure,
Magnetism strong as the daylight shines, council and guide,
Through sable hours I confide
From stake and easing tether.
Such great distances apart
Though almost together.
A Cool Change
One summer morning, I woke and smelled the promise of a warm day.
One warmish evening, we spoke and saw the promise of a love to stay.
Sure enough, the day was warm, and pleasant, so much better than I thought.
Sure enough the love was long, so perfect, that I couldn’t get enough.
Then the sun was sinking down, was lower in the sky
Then my heart was breaking down, and slipping off its high
Looking up, into the sky, the storm clouds rolling over
Looking up, into his eyes, they slowly ceased to smoulder
The breeze was getting stronger, getting colder all the while
The nights were seeming longer, and it hurt too much to smile
Soon enough, the warm gave in, the rain began to pour
Waiting For the Day
I silently sit by the window
staring deep into the night sky.
Hoping for something
to crash down from the heavens,
distracting me from my thoughts
at least for a little while.
Disappointed I close my eyes
waiting for a sound
to steal the pictures from my mind.
Praying for a breeze to
wrack a shiver down my spine.
So instead I consentrate on
keeping my heart rate down when
I get that feeling of butterflies in
my stomach.
Asking them to be calm and
Liquid Love
This feeling mounds inside me
I feel it moving
I want a love I felt inside
The water moving through me
I'm moving through heavy water
The love is enormous
Its lifting me up
Through clouds and skies
Sunlight and air
But I feel better wadding through tidal waves,
Where the deepest currents flow
I opened up a mirror,
Before me was true love,
I felt the water raining slowly,
Water rising up over my head
I'm moving through heavy water,
Dreams
Its killing me,
To not know what could of been,
Having a brain without a head,
But I still move forward.
My feet scrap the ground,
My head looking down,
I have only a mistake that can't be fixed.
But I still move forward.
I thought I couldn't live,
Without you by my side,
Though now you aren't,
But I still move forward.
I walk a lonely street,
One where two people should meet,
But there is only one set of feet,
But I still move forward.
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