forum POEMS post 'em here my friends!

Started February 07, 2019 by @ember-chan-will-never-forget-you

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Shut up.
Your voice makes me smile,
And I don't want it to.

Don't laugh.
Your laugh makes my heart flutter,
And I can't take it.

If you so much as look my way
You'll know I love you,
I'm sorry.

Your green eyes
Conquer me.
Stop that.

Late nights on the phone
Calling just to hear your voice,
And falling asleep together.

I think I'm in love with you.
Staying-up-late, kissing-all-night
In love with you.

Sorry.

You could say the sky was purple,
And I'd always believe you.
You could tell me mirrors were portals
That if I leaned against one, I'd fall through.
That's why when you told me you loved me,
I believed it was true.

Writing stories,
Takin' a break every half hour
One day, a sunny day
You bring me a sunflower
And it took
All my willpower

Not to kiss you.

Book open on my windowsill,
Late nights fighting uphill,
Feelin' like it's all going downhill,
But I know that you're here with me still.

You could say the sky was purple,
And I'd believe you.
Tell me we'd always be together
I'd believe we'd be stuck like glue.
Say that love don't happen every day
I'd be happy we were one of few.

Stayin' up until midnight,
Waitin' till the first starlight,
Feelin' the flame ignite,
Wishin' I could rewrite.
Rewrite.
Rewind.

Hey guess what
I wrote an actual Song for my SO for Valentine’s, and I’ll send a recording of me singing it if y’all want

Love Letter

I’ve got a lot of things that I want you to know
Like I’ll always follow you wherever you go.
I’ve got a lot of love to give, I’ll never steer you wrong.
I’ve got a lot of songs to sing, I hope you’ll sing along.

You’ve got a smile
that makes a bad day better
And I’ll
Be writing this love letter
While
I’m thinking of you.

The stars up in the sky, they remind me of you
When I lay in bed, just thinking, way past two.
You’re beautiful, like them, in a way that’s always changing
Each day different from the next, but never less amazing.

And I wonder if you know-

You’ve got a smile
that makes a bad day better
And I’ll
Be writing this love letter
While
I’m thinking of you.

We
Could rule the world you’ll
See
Think of all we could
Be
Just you and me.

You’ve got a smile
that makes a bad day better
And I’ll
Be writing this love letter
While
I’m thinking of you.

What I’m trying to say
Just one simple phrase
I hope it’s okay

All I want to say
Just one little phrase
I hope it’s okay

That I love you

It’s not the best recording, but it was the only one I was able to get.

Your voice is good. :)

Thank

Addiction

I wish I didn't find you.
'Cause now I can't let go.
Another day without you
is something I don't want to know.

The struggles of the day crush me.
I don't even wobble before I fall.
Why won't anyone believe me
when I say I need you for it all?

I get that I may blackout
And I may do things that I forget.
But I'd rather let this pain out
than live a week full of regret.

I don't regret finding you.
I'll never let you go.
I'll never spend another day without you.
Don't ask me what it's like, 'cause I don't know.

I'll never let you leave me.
I don't care for anyone's contradictions.
If they don't like you, they won't see me
'Cause you're my new, strange addiction.

Eclipse

Long ago,
the sun and the moon aligned.
They made a beautiful,
black figure in the sky.
The darkness was glorious.
The brightness of the sun rays
no longer hurt my eyes.
The heat
of the big, bright star
burned me no longer.
We were one.
The sun, moon, and me.
And that way it should have stayed.

But alas it didn't.
The moon left the sun
and nothing was the same.
I was burned by the star
blinded beyond repair.
Oh, why did it go?
Why wasn't the moon there?
It left me to die
without a name.
Nothing could've saved me
and the memories long gone.

The eclipse was over.
Its darkness had waned.
It was just me and Him
Like 'We' was never there.
The eclipse and its sanctuary
Gone with the moon.
The cries of the sky,
the weep of the galaxy,
my own screams of anguish,
all in vain.

Now every day
I look to the sun
In all its brightness
and supposed beauty.
I can't help but frown
and think of what was.
All I do could do was look
at that the bright big star
and whisper to it
while looking over my back
"You look better in black"

(Idek know what the hell this is. I just know it's bad.)

You Took The Ice Off of a Leaf

It was a January morning.
I woke up to the sun shining bright
It was later than it should be
I could tell by the light.

School was cancelled, come outside
You told me with a glowing face
I stepped outside in wonder
Into a different place.

You took the ice off of a leaf
And I could still see the veins
Printed on the solid water
The pattern still remained.

But now my face stings angrily
The tears are spilling out
You hit my heart worse than my head
And I’m afraid to make you shout.

In my mind you’re gentle but
I guess that that was wrong
You took the ice off of a leaf
You taught me my favorite song.

I’m trying to let go of the past
I don’t want to drift apart
But I don’t believe you’re the same person
And I don’t want to get hurt.

Baby,

There’s magic

In you

Swimming through your veins

Hidden in your blood

And falling from your eyes

Like the sky when it rains

Don’t waste the stardust

Don’t let the enchantment fade

Keep your head high

And remember you’re great.

{Look closely, the title is in here.}

Some think it tragic;
Usually it is.
I do not. It is beautiful.
Cuts tell stories
Inside our veins
Death brings hope for
Always and forever
Life is boring.

Tell someone who I was.
Tell them who a was going to be.
Tell them every glass I drank.
Tell them every meal I made but never ate.
Tell them what a terrible thing I can be.
Tell them how I wasn't able to save myself.
Tell them they were right, I was never good enough.
Tell them what to do with my body.
Tell them what was saved by all of this.
Tell them I could have been someone.
Tell them it's over now.
Tell them what I thought about.
Tell them what I did to myself.
Tell them what I couldn't stop myself from doing.
Tell them how I felt.
Tell them what I couldn't show them.

He asked me out today
I said yes
People cheered, shouted congratulations
they were happy, he seemed happy too
but I'm not, and I can't figure out why
I mean he's cute but every time I say I like him
it feels like a lie, he's everything I could ever want
yet I don't want him at all
I don't want his love, no,
I him to break
and more then anything
I want to break him

I’ll be honest with you now
I’m scared.
Scared of so many things, like knives, like being left alone, like never being found.
I’m sorry that I can’t be brave anymore,
But I’m tired
And scared
And I don’t want to lie to you anymore.
It’s not your fault.
I’ve cracked.
After all, I lied about my feelings, my actions and my thoughts, and I can’t change that.
And I can’t change me either, no matter how hard I try.
And that scares me, too.
Because if I am the grief filled tears that are lost in the shower,
Because if I am the smart comebacks that hit a little too deep,
Because if I am the thoughts that come to me in the night,
You should be scared.

"Aeroplane"

October 15th, two years back,
my flight took off
down its one-way path.
Through the clouds
and over hills.
Miles to go to
my destination.
But it felt only seconds away.

I soon got there.
To my final destination.
The place you had waited.
The place we called home.
A lawn of green smiled
at me.
Just as I thought you would.
But you didn't.

I opened a familiar door.
A portal to a quiet place.
I expected a smile
or a welcome,
But I got a bare look
from your face.
It stopped my heart like you always did,
but in a way you never had.

I choked and cried
as you hung with grace.
A crooked smile
carved on your face.
You lied and told me
"I'm happier now?"
"I'm in a better place."
But I know you're not gone.

So will you be the aeroplane
that leads me to the heavens?
Will you take my hand
and help me fly before it's too late?
I promise I'll be there soon,
but I'll no longer fly with you.
For I'll be hellbound, but that's okay.
Wings look better on you anyway.

You may know how to play the cards,
But you can't win by breaking hearts.

I may not be everything you want and more,
But you're all I've been wishing for.

You've left my deck, on top of the shelf.
Suit yourself, suit yourself.

All I want is to see you in the club,
Let me have all your love

A drink made from diamond dust,
Strong, but I know I feel more than lust.

Drag my feelings out of me with a spade,
Sharper than any other blade.

You know how to win the game,
It's too bad I put your heart to shame.

"Suit Yourself" (it's still a work in progress)

(Could I get some feedback on this one? It's a WIP)

"Bullet Train"

5 AM on a Sunday.
I was struck travelin'
on a one-way.
Not a soul in sight
in the darkened lights.
It was really quite the fright.

The doors opened at a stop,
but only one person
made the hop.
From the platform
to the train floor
right before they closed the door.

You were that one person
the one who made everything better.
You were that one person
who fixed the seams of my sweater.
You don't know how much
You really mean to me…

Oh, you broke away the ice.
Against the odds of dice
you were the twelve that won the game.

You made me feel okay.
You washed the rain away.
You were my Superman, and you saved the day.

Oh, but the train was meant to stop.
And, of course, it would have crashed.
Oh, I couldn't stop the clock.
And I couldn't turn it back.

8 PM on a Monday
I was stuck walkin'
alone that day.
Not a soul in sight
in the dark of night.
Except for the single one who died.

And I…
I survived.

The Be To Of And A In That Have I It For Not On With He As You Do At
This But His By From They We Say Her She Or An Will My One All Would There Their What
So Up Out If About Who Get Which Go Me When Make Can Like Time No Just Him Know Take
People Into Year Your Good Some Could Them See Other Than Then Now Look Only Come It's Over Think Also

"Panic."

(Spoiler due to possibly triggering content)

Matthew Olzmann

MOUNTAIN DEW COMMERCIAL DISGUISED AS A LOVE POEM

Here’s what I’ve got, the reasons why our marriage
might work: Because you wear pink but write poems
about bullets and gravestones. Because you yell
at your keys when you lose them, and laugh,
loudly, at your own jokes. Because you can hold a pistol,
gut a pig. Because you memorize songs, even commercials
from thirty years back and sing them when vacuuming.
You have soft hands. Because when we moved, the contents
of what you packed were written inside the boxes.
Because you think swans are overrated.
Because you drove me to the train station. You drove me
to Minneapolis. You drove me to Providence.
Because you underline everything you read, and circle
the things you think are important, and put stars next
to the things you think I should think are important,
and write notes in the margins about all the people
you’re mad at and my name almost never appears there.
Because you make that pork recipe you found
in the Frida Kahlo Cookbook. Because when you read
that essay about Rilke, you underlined the whole thing
except the part where Rilke says love means to deny the self
and to be consumed in flames. Because when the lights
are off, the curtains drawn, and an additional sheet is nailed
over the windows, you still believe someone outside
can see you. And one day five summers ago,
when you couldn’t put gas in your car, when your fridge
was so empty—not even leftovers or condiments—
there was a single twenty-ounce bottle of Mountain Dew,
which you paid for with your last damn dime
because you once overheard me say that I liked it.
—from Rattle #31, Summer 2009

It was very gloomy
On this very grey day
I decided today was the day
I went outback
And felt like I was going to fly
But it just happened
My dog had to die
My dad was distraught
My mom said sorry
I had to do it
She had to be buried.

I didn't know I missed you
until you came back
not when you,
not even when I watched you leave
But the moment I saw you again
did I realize
I miss you