Love Roulette Love is patien by oneofakindwriter, literature
Literature
Love Roulette Love is patien
Love Roulette
Love is patient, Love is kind
love may make you lose your mind.
He's in my head and in my heart,
he struck me with a poison dart.
So now I'm falling fast and hard,
it's time to play another card.
Because in this game of love roulette,
I shall place my final bet.
And as our lips shall softly meet,
thats how I'll know that I've been beat.
And following this sweetest loss,
my loving key to him I'll toss
Love Roulette Love is patien by oneofakindwriter, literature
Literature
Love Roulette Love is patien
Love Roulette
Love is patient, Love is kind
love may make you lose your mind.
He's in my head and in my heart,
he struck me with a poison dart.
So now I'm falling fast and hard,
it's time to play another card.
Because in this game of love roulette,
I shall place my final bet.
And as our lips shall softly meet,
thats how I'll know that I've been beat.
And following this sweetest loss,
my loving key to him I'll toss
i will love you forever by blondeskickass, literature
Literature
i will love you forever
I Will Love You Forever
I love you so deeply,
I love you so much,
I love the sound of your voice
And the way that we touch.
I love your warm smile
and your kind, thoughtful way,
the joy that you bring
to my life every day.
I love you today
as I have from the start,
and I'll love you forever
with all of my heart
When I'm with you,
eternity is a step away;
my love continues to grow,
with each passing day.
This treasure of love,
I cherish within my soul,
how much I love you,
you'll never really know.
You bring a joy to my heart,
I've never felt before,
with each touch of your heart,
I love you more and more.
W
She is stardust leaving sweet bones
in her wake. A trail of poetic destruction
conceived in verse--answering questions
with kisses. There is a hunger in her
freckled constellations, like spider webs
woven together with golden thread.
Like the wild roses she braids in her hair:
She walks backboned and head held high;
the strongest of letters on a page
left to rest in your mouth.
You looked at me when no one would
You smiled at me when no one could
Life went by, yet we stood still
Holding me with your gaze your will
I want to know everything you think
The feelings behind every smile and wink
I long to hear your resounding laugh and playful touch as you smile back
I need to feel your hand in mine holding me close not just to pass the time,
But because you can and want to know why you find you can't let go
Now you smile at me every time we pass
I stop and wave, walk away and laugh
A smile plays across your lips,
As if you long to know what it'd be like to kiss
I wait for you, just to you pass
And every tim
Why Writers Shouldn't Write At 5am by SteveJones313, literature
Literature
Why Writers Shouldn't Write At 5am
He sits at his desk armed with caffeine,
The light of his computer lighting his face
As the bastard contemplates his morality;
He does it because even he can't recognise his reflection.
Of course he's trying to write fiction,
But reality gets in the way;
Why bother working on that commission
When he can bitch in lyrical form.
Doesn't even rhyme.
What a bastard he is.
He leans back in his office chair
And in a rare moment of comfort for his back,
He allows himself a sigh of relief,
Before feeling the heavy weight of disappointment;
Apparently grey clouds love to stick around.
Still isn't rhyming.
Is there even a structure to this poem?
No
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometimes dclines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possesion of what fair thou owest;
Nor shall death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
Everyone has a breaking point
You've just crossed mine
I give up, fuck it all
No more pain, no more lies
I won't be hurt
Not even one more time
You've just killed the last feeling
I had inside
And now I'm just an empty shell
With glassy dead eyes
But the thing you don't know
Are not jet aware
Is that now when I've lost everything
I can do what I want
No one telling me how
No one to call my name
With nothing to lose
I look in your eyes
And you see the danger
Coming from inside
Now i will do
Whatever's in my mind
Not caring about the price
As I'm dead inside
There's a place where even evil ones fear to tread
There are infant's bodies buried beneath damp earth
And full of pedophiles shallow mass grave
So that the crows can take out their eyes
They are not dead yet, they shall suffer for years
Do you know that smell?
Yes, that's a one you can't mistake
Sweet and sour, drilling into your brain
It's a smell of decomposing corpses
One you will never forget
And the sight, dark and rotten,
A world that has decayed
There are bone trees with leafs of flesh
With petty little thieves sitting beneath them
Eyes bulging out, scared of that place
It's the graveyard of the murdered
Of deserved
You murdered my dreams and hopes
Yet my love rises from the grave
You buried my sacrifices so you could never see
That my heart is forever your slave
My hope says yes but your heart says no
Hate me with your life; I'll love you all the more
Teach me to cry
I can't release my pain
Kill my loving heart
May it never beat again!
Drown me in my ignorance
Destroy me with a rejection so vile
I just don't know how to let go
My heart, my foolish heart, beats in denial!
My mind screams your name in the night
Yet you desire, you wish, you push me out of sight
My mind prays for salvation, my heart begs for condemnation
My sanity desires
hey guys this is not a poem or writing or work of art. this is some info for you guys. i also write lyrics so i was wondering if you would be interested in seeing me put them up as well. if so a simple yes even just one, will suffice. thx for taking the time to read this and comment. -priscilla :)
Love is patient, Love is kind
love may make you lose your mind.
He's in my head and in my heart,
he struck me with a poison dart.
So now I'm falling fast and hard,
it's time to play another card.
Because in this game of love roulette,
I shall place my final bet.
And as our lips shall softly meet,
thats how I'll know that I've been beat.
And following this sweetest loss,
my loving key to him I'll toss.
Just wanted to offer my thanks for the kind words in regards to my written works. It's rare these days to have deviants actually take the time to comment on people's works. Your effort and positive criticisms are most appreciated.