Submissions by _Ani_
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Chills
I get them for many reasons
tonight it's just the cold
sometimes it's not though
sometimes its like some one is constantly waving a hand over your heart when you just want to bask in the sun
a heart on these days cares not for shade
she only wants to be brave
those are chills for surely
true
they have bite to race your heart
craving joy and peace in equal part
I rather like these chills
but sometimes the chills
bite, but with a painful sting
like memories on ice
so they last that much longer ...
#FeelingLost
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Sign the guest book on the way out
I know you can do this
lose your shit in my poems
blow up my lyrics
like lines through a nose
who knows
I know
I rose
up from the gutter
gotta father I love
can't stand
my fucking mother
now you're strolling by
a pair of eyes
you wanna try a few words
on for their size
roll around in my rhymes
then you walk on by
a lyrical voyeur
yeah, been there
saw that
you're not here to please 'em
all them poets and they know it's
not for your eyes only
ain't looking for...
#SelfWorth
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But the memories never go blind
Moonbeams fall
with such a delicate light for one so cold
painting a shiver across my eyes
and I wonder when you'll return
for the next slice of my life
I struggle to shake you from my mind
but the memories never go blind
when painted in glowing light
~
#love
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Curves and Stretches
The curves
and stretches
marks, scars
and blemishes
they are my body
you must love them
to love me.
and stretches
marks, scars
and blemishes
they are my body
you must love them
to love me.
#SelfWorth
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Almost lunch time
I woke up today searching for matching socks
I haven't had the energy to match socks in years
the smallest things become the largest chores
and I always find myself wanting to do more
I've opened the window instead
there's a comforting breeze and the birds have come with spring
it's dreary but clearing, sort of like my head
my dog lies at my feet while I lie back down in bed
the important things are done
(but I suspect I haven't fooled anyone)
my dog's sad eyes match mine
and if I start to cry I know he'll start to whine ...
I haven't had the energy to match socks in years
the smallest things become the largest chores
and I always find myself wanting to do more
I've opened the window instead
there's a comforting breeze and the birds have come with spring
it's dreary but clearing, sort of like my head
my dog lies at my feet while I lie back down in bed
the important things are done
(but I suspect I haven't fooled anyone)
my dog's sad eyes match mine
and if I start to cry I know he'll start to whine ...
#depression
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My body the tower
Remember me
as someone who forgot to breathe
when the water rose past my knees
remember the way I froze
at your touch
in need of comfort
when you pushed too much
now I keep a sentinel watch
my body the tower
that I will not let crumble
not over trivial things like love and such
there are more important things to guard than one's heart.
as someone who forgot to breathe
when the water rose past my knees
remember the way I froze
at your touch
in need of comfort
when you pushed too much
now I keep a sentinel watch
my body the tower
that I will not let crumble
not over trivial things like love and such
there are more important things to guard than one's heart.
#SelfWorth
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mapping constellations
i can see every wish i ever made
lit up in your smile
with the loveliest freckles
mapping constellations across your cheeks
~
#stars
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Slumber
i'm aiming to steal each letter
held framed within your thoughts
capture your imagination
tear your words apart
arrange them
mold them
shape them into something new
a lullaby
meant to gently soothe
to guide you
safely into the warmth
of peaceful slumber
~
#sleep
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Fevered
Here is where the journey ends
amid the lingering visions of nightmares
laced with strong words
that scroll across a screen
my heart deflates
with the heave of a sigh
and I know that the end has come at last
to the vicious pattern
that has always made up my past
and future
the knife rests as it always does
sharp and polished
ready to slice through a history
that breeds thoughts, like bubbles
that explode all at once
into chaotic noise
an indistinguishable voice, humming ...
#LifeStruggles
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Vanilla
I never imagined your sweetness
as sin
your lips
brushing mine
cream on your tongue
tasting me again
the sensation is rapturous
yet something darker lies within
and I submit
I give in
yours
blindfolded and bound
black leather
on milky skin
a gentle tap
the sweet sting
I could never love you
the way I love him
and this feeling seeps in
as a bittersweet reminder
we shall never meet again. ...
#sex
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Ghost of a Girl
There's a girl that keeps following me
She's always tugging at my sleeve
Telling me how things used to be
When she lived at home
I tell her she's got to go away
It's time she learned how to laugh and play
I don't need another shadow today
Girl, won't you please just go
I don't need another shadow today
And I don't need to feel the pain
I can see her eyes hold all the rain
Behind the walls that hold back the flow
There's a girl that keeps following me
She's always tugging at my sleeve
I don't...
#SelfReflection
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Unrehearsed
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There's a certain thrill to accepting a vulnerable position. It's a risk taken in the presence of trust. Which probably doesn't make sense because the presence of trust mitigates the risk and makes it a very safe place with more to be gained than lost.
But still...
It's living in the moment. Like writing a speech for your sister's wedding and tossing it away to speak from the heart, unedited and unfiltered. With genuine funny and heart warming stories, not rehearsed jokes and tired anecdotes.
I used to do it all the time. Practice...
There's a certain thrill to accepting a vulnerable position. It's a risk taken in the presence of trust. Which probably doesn't make sense because the presence of trust mitigates the risk and makes it a very safe place with more to be gained than lost.
But still...
It's living in the moment. Like writing a speech for your sister's wedding and tossing it away to speak from the heart, unedited and unfiltered. With genuine funny and heart warming stories, not rehearsed jokes and tired anecdotes.
I used to do it all the time. Practice...
#courage
#FeelingLost
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