Poetry Blogs (Sep 2016, love)
Love was just a word,
Until you came along
Now it is a feeling
So fierce, and strong
So stay young and just dance
And don’t listen to the lyrics
Because life is better
When you don’t fully understand
Thursday 29th September 2016 4:49 am
Unrequited love is the destruction of the heart
It is walking across an endless desert occupied with faded mirages that show you beauty like never before
Constantly consumed by its wonder, constantly consumed by the despair for your love for it
She is the mirage, you are the lonley aching fool in an endless desert
You are the one slowly suffocating by the boundless intesity of what you...
Tuesday 27th September 2016 5:03 pm
Sophia Loren, and Marcello Mastroianni.
She the Sunflower
in the movie of the name,
the background of my night
and to my darkening mood a frame.
Her face so young, so open
as she refuses what she's lost,
cooking, dancing, loving
distraction at all cost.
Yet, by the end she surrenders
to truth and what is real,
her heart no longer shielded
Thursday 22nd September 2016 12:21 pm
You have limited yourself to me
How can I know anything
Besides that I was already fucked
Before you met me
I want you to not be the honest
Man you are being
But I cant ask that
To remake you
Change you into a lesser being
You don’t deserve someone
Who'd ask you to.
And I think the silence you give me
Is you saying you know it to
You have been trying to let g...
Wednesday 21st September 2016 6:09 am
You had me finally sleeping
Of you I started dreaming
they were made up images
My eyes haven't had the chance
To witness your vivid image.
What happen for me to ache so bad?
I don’t understand this.
How is it you I miss
You are no where
I cant be there
I've never held your hand
Your eyes I have not stared into
Though you are every where.
Without you I can not...
Wednesday 21st September 2016 5:58 am
I understand, I know.
When you look at me
I'm not much else but a ghost.
That needs to let go…
Not everything you've done to me
I've been trying so hard to fix my problems
I've turned are lives into one
Its not you
Understand this for me
You work hard for your girls
I understand I'm disappointing
My words hurt I know
I wish you could see the dark place
Wednesday 21st September 2016 5:44 am
Its so much easier
not thinking for yourself
To not be yourself
To not care for yourself.
You hurt less people
You don’t get in the way
You make people happy
Your feelings just go away.
Deep down inside
You know you are screwed
That one day soon
Someone is going to wake
Something inside of you.
Confusing how its not yourself
That opened up t...
Wednesday 21st September 2016 5:31 am
At first love was a pump, a needle,
Eyes wide when your high
...Or see someone you like.
Stifled, we always rivalled
Till no more, the beat became sore
And we spiralled, overdosed,
Hot headed, cold blooded.
Passion became blown out,
The anticlimax of a candle...
Like the heroin ran through her heart,
Like the cocaine contorted her chest,
Like the salvia had shaken ...
Tuesday 20th September 2016 5:18 pm
If you called
I would run a thousand miles
I would walk a thousand miles
I would crawl a thousand miles
If you called
Monday 19th September 2016 4:45 pm
If you showed me you loved me in return
If you can handle who I give to you
My love would engulf you
Physically, emotionally, mentally, passionately
I'd be all for you.
If you gave me your body I'd nourish it
My love would be the kind
To push you to the sky
Wrap you in warm golden light
Numbing all senses
Except highlighting your happiness's...
Monday 19th September 2016 6:56 am
Some may be weak and some may be strong
But it is for neither to look down upon
Those belonging to the other class
Because in the end we’ll know at last
The quality of all men, and how we are the same
From bones to dust, we return to our grave
A dark thought indeed but if you look at it right
Your innermost self might just see the light
The beauty of difference, of change, ...
Saturday 17th September 2016 3:26 am
As the indecorous breeze does billow
ebb and flow of his dreams,
swelling a deep desire
for her to return
within each tide
As the unconscious ark of salvation,
sinks slow beneath his sleep,
drowning a deep desire
for her to return
he lies laconic
© Katypoetess 2016
Sunday 11th September 2016 12:44 pm