This is my first poem, I know it's not the best but it's something and I'm proud of it.
It's about me and a friend of mine, we live thousands of miles away from each other and we both like each other but can't be together.
Fixed Heart Taker Lover.
It seemed that he had taken her heart long time.
She couldn’t breathe without him.
She felt like she would die without him.
She wanted him to hold her and make love to her all night.
She needed his love so much it was an addiction…
Slowly building, like an insane cancer, coiling around the organs and bones of the mind itself before leaving the soul a perforated mess.
The Vestibule contains content that will be disturbing or similarly distasteful to some.
So many people think they should change, because people who don't know anything about them and what they've been through, thought it was a good idea to tell them so.
I think we should stand up for ouselves, we are who we are with all our short lashes,big butts, sturdy…
My thoughts, again, I so desperately wanted to pen down, abrupt ,erupted in my mind , bombarded me with feelings that were unknown, meant for someone ,who wouldn't savour them, yet they are for that someone
We were sitting on a bench beside the park one starry night, talking to each other while watching the bright lighted firmament that became an abode of the stars for billions of years. I was reclining my back on his healthy breast and I felt the rapid pulsation of his…
I had some time earlier on to think about things and some thoughts came to mind today, which ultimately made me write this. This gentleman is remembering the love that once was, which is nothing but a memory for him now, after losing that one special in his life... The…
A poem of lasting memories of the deepest feeling in these time. I really can only look back this as trials in real life. May be this time is a candle in the Christmas prayer for all God has planned ahead. :)