Passion

Delay

she came into my life through a project team
my emotions went all extreme
she was like some river and I was flowing downstream
and suddenly she all into my dreams

One day I held my nerves and asked her out
She had no clue at all, she was in a doubt
somehow she agreed and finally we were hanging out.
date was fine but I dint expressed my feelings throughout

Seriously, when you are in love with someone its hard to say
she get it all by herself, you can just pray
I should have expressed, should have portray.
made the same mistake the "DELAY"

we entered the friends zone.
adjusting my guitar for the right tone.
but the tune never matched, all songs unheard unknown
she became queen of the bee hive and I was the dead drone

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Sweetness, Will You Push Me Into Love?

Lover I've never met,
Oh, the promises you make.
Pure sweetness falling from your lips
And onto these keys

I drink your words hungrily and beg for more
And when my eyelids meet, it's your eyes I see,
Such a brilliant green, like those I've seen in my dreams
Loving and mischievous, with a smile to match.

Oh, Lover, do you know what you do to me?
I drive myself mad with the want to touch you
To reach out and feel flesh instead of this cold air

And, oh, you know you could have me if you wanted,
It wouldn't be hard to make me yours.
With every sweet word and seductive smile you chip at my will,
You push me to the edge.

And if ever your lips were to meet mine,
I know I would slip and happily fall

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Pining for Love

I want to fall in love. Madly, stupidly, completely in love. I want to be so wrapped up in the feeling that I can barely breathe and the rest of the world passes by in surreal blurs and swirls of color.

I would give anything to have your lips pressed against mine. Your warms hands pulling me close. As you look deep into my eyes. I'm sure they could cut straight into me. No, I know they can. Even when you look at me now I can feel them, reaching inside of me and searching out every little secret I've ever held. And you smile sweetly, almost mockingly, because you know. You know that in an instant you hold my strings. And when you pull them I dance for you.

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Secrets of the Heart

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Love

Secrets of the Heart
The heart is not the maker, but the bringer of all there is.
It changes to the soul of the person, good or evil.
The heart is honest, a liar, a lover, and a hater.
It feeds on hatred, and blossoms from happiness.
One word can tear it apart, and leave it defenseless.
A line can make it flutter, and skip a beat.
Or it can be cold like the steel iron of war, instruments of death.
Conveying landmarks throughout the pages of history.
Those who look too deep can become lost, hidden.
Or vanity can rise and one can easily reach the bottom.
Smiles and grins can change the surface from a hard shell into an open wound.
Soft like the pellets of a rose, can leave it open to pain and suffering.
Those who keep their iron shields will be free from damage, but lacking in joy.
A risk one must decide on their own.
Catastrophies full of lives could be torn at a whim, or saved by a request.
One strong enough could scatter apparitions across the planet, leaving echoes in the wind.
Simple yet complicated, just like the light and darkness.
All are different, and are all the same.
Without them, nothing will be pure, only destruction and chaos.
With them, nothing is sure, similar to life and death.
His is one of the utmost difficulty, filled with puddles and lakes.
In places there a barren desserts, filled with the devils of pleasure that run wild and prey on the souls of the innocent.
And in some there are vivacious creatures and beings filled with the energy and given the breath of life that compares to one at the Holy Ones gate.
For a while, no one was granted entrance into this heart, only fools who dared to try were quickly cast away, left in the wake of his horrid history.
Many came and gone trying to break this wall protecting his most sacred treasure, many thought they found the key, but were sadly mistaken.
But then came the day where there was One, the One who held the key.
Love was exchanged, or so it seemed, and he embraced her with all of his being.
Hiding nothing from her and doing his all to please her.
Spending every waking second trying to keep her with him.
But for some reason, unknown to him, she left him, betrayed his love and ripped his heart out of his chest.
The lies and promises she told him never left his head, haunting him day after day, constantly tearing at his soul.
He hated her, he loved her, he needed her, he despised her.
All these things attacking at once were too much to handle.
So he did what he thought was best, he destroyed his heart, voiding himself of emotion.
And after that day, he left a trail of broken hearts behind him, moving onto the next heart until he grew tired of it.
Then one day, he met another, One similar to the other, but yet very different.
This intrigued him, and he decided to play this little game and see how far it went.
But as time went by he realized how it was slowly turning from being a game and into someting more serious, more limpid.
Fearing of the pain that broke him once he tried to end it, thinking it would solve everything, but he was too late.
The door to his heart was wide open like the fields of Garden of Eden, and she was his Tree of Life.
He did what he could to get away from her, lying, cheating. But all in vain.
Her purity did not let his plan stain her, for her love was true, shining brilliantly.
He did not want to admit it and never showed her, but her love for him was as strong as his love for her.
She, unlike the other One, truly wanted to be with him and wanted to stay.
After time he finally realized the angel sent to him, and embraced her.
In time his heart healed, and was able to fully extend his love for her, and reach her outstretched hand.
Hard times went by to destroy their bond but all failed.
Their love is brighter than the light itself, and time is only making the rays even brighter.
The secrets of his heart were in the form of light and darkness.
Only light can defeat the darkness, and love is the purest form of light.

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"Transparent"

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My Work

We came together from pieces,
life was slipping away.
I thought that whatever life teaches,
we could learn from each day.
Mistaking anger for passion,
chaos colored the skies.
Thunder and lightening was crashing,
and all I saw were wild eyes.

Are we part of a vision,
that sees deeper than we can?
Are we the start of a mission,
should you be holding my hand?
Can we arrive there the first time,
to save each others' screams?
Are we the reason love is blind,
or must we sigh, in dreams?

I stand alone here now,
though you remain so close.
Flesh and bone; I fear somehow,
that we are becoming....ghosts.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

About a fractured relationship.....

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Rainy Night

Rainy night.
You and I in a different world,
we were one, you and I on --
that rainy night.

Thoughts have left me awake
night and day,
thinking of you,
that rainy night.

Fingers intertwined,
breaths mingled,
our flesh became one,
oh that daring night,
that rainy night.

Months have passed,
years will pass,
but my thoughts will still be on --
that rainy night.

Where am I?

Upon a night which I’ve reminisced about the lost fractions of memories gone astray
I felt the stench of loneliness and despair gnaw at my skin, and cast upon me stagnation
The twilight prevailing the resonance of lost fates twinkles upon my eyes, and wipes tears away
I dissolve further into the mysterious fluorescence of the night, and venture to unpredictability

The breeze of this wavering night whispers the voices of those whose silence has overtaken
It unravels the desideratum of the souls lost in the fabric of inexplicable misery, and the passions latent within
It screams out the genuinely expressed intuition who crave the embrace of true transcendence
It cries through the ripples of rain drops the tales of what could have been, of what should have been

The breaths associated with the pace of my walk slowly drifts into the mode of contemplation
I witness the slow wavering of the trees in the night, the tickling of the whispering wind crawling up my spine, the motion of car lights and objects into the fading distance, the flickering of the moon’s shine in the gloom of the night, the beats of my overwhelmed heart, and the thoughts racing through my head all at once, then I stand in awe and wonder,
Where am I?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Hope you enjoy it :)

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Exhale

Folder: 
2010-2012 Poems

Rain pours down, droplets glide
Forming crystal-like patterns
On the gloomy glass window
Where I rest my weary head on.

Bokehs of green lights,
Red glares on rear bumpers.
Yellow suns at night, gleam.
I squint at the creaking wipers.

Strobing lightning, growling thunder,
Snobbed by the busy road.
People chattering behind, in all languages...
I close my eyes, oblivious.

I feel the Earth spin so fast as I sit still.
The seconds of my life tick.
Purpose. Mission. Calling.
I brace myself...exhale.

Doing a lot, but missing a lot.
You can't have it all.
But deep inside, you have a strong sense-
Why this is what you are living for.

Dreams. Passion. Happiness.
All the roads lead to where I am.
Here and now...here we go.
Sometimes, you just wonder--if it's all worth it.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

-(c)jerlin 21Oct11 --7.28pm (on the bus,KL)

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.........nothing

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2011

there's nothing left
of my heart
or my soul
not a single shred
left to hold on to
its been ripped
apart so many
times
as if thats the way
life is supposed to be
for me..................
heading in a downward
spiral towards
nothing
thats what lies
ahead for me
.......................................
.......................................nothing
betrayed, regretted, not the right type
wrong, nothing
nothing
nothing
nothing
nothing

Author's Notes/Comments: 

oct. 23, 2011

:'(

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