mitchellandnina

[mitchellandnina]

selfish heart - bad decisions

mum i'm sorry, i stopped calling i don't want you to see me falling running down these empty streets leaving behind a town of freaks

mama you raised a selfish liar you did it great but you aimed higher i say i'm okey but i'm far from fine however at least this future is mine

dad i'm sorry you have to see me cry mascara on my cheeks is getting dry over my broken vivid dreams and many other stupid things

i know you cannot be proud as i'm losing myself in a crowd i'm drowning in a bitter sorrow and waiting for a bright tomorrow

brother i'm sorry for my selfish heart i'm stupid while you think i'm smart i left my soul and ghost in your arms please let them be your lucky charms

so keep them safe, wish me well and smile when you'll hear a bell try to take me back happy and warm i just can't wait until my return home

#poem #poetry #creative writing #my writing #spilled poetry #my mind #sad poem #my words #original poem #poets on tumblr #college #university #uni life #i'm selfish and i'm aware of that #spilled ink #spilled thoughts #i want to go home

[mitchellandnina]

nobody's daughter

it's raining all day while i'm playing with clay focused, with big precision i calmly fulfill artistic vision

burning bridges on my way hate them all, wishing they believed in me and my dreams but all i got was loud screams

all my hopes are fried i wanted to see if I could fly you've cut my wings when i tried now i'm falling but i won't cry

and as i'm getting older my hands are getting colder my steps are getting bolder but my thoughts are truly sober

i'm running to freedom fast as nobody's daughter and the burden of the past i'm throwing into the water

#poem #poetry #creative writing #my writing #spilled poetry #my mind #my words #original poem #new life #new season #spilled ink #spilled thoughts #my art #poets on tumblr

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crackling fire

my parents once taught me to be careful, not to play with fire but having big fun is a key and burning things is my desire

i'm shameless, i couldn't care less from the beginning i was a rebel for fun i wear bloody wedding dress and i'm waiting for the apocalypse bell

don't underestimate me, don't fall in love cause i would burn your soul if i'm cold and i would bask in these flames above and then i would shine bright like gold

there isn't an arson i couldn't commit i have fire in my heart red as Mars you shouldn't have played with it now you gonna get ugly burning scars

#poem #poetry #creative writing #my writing #my words #my mind #original poem #fire nation #long ago the four nations lived together in harmony then everything changed when fire nation attacked #spilled poetry #my thoughts #my art #spilled ink #spilled thoughts #i'm boooored #somebody gave me fire

[mitchellandnina]

crimson red

I was sitting on a blanket nearby was this sandy beach. Kind old man approached me also admiring calm blueish deeps.

We both were painfully lonely so we talked for long hours cause we needed this like air. We needed to share the tales of ours.

His story was sad, even heartbreaking. Henry buried his lovely wife yesterday, yesterday - three long years ago. He writes her letters almost everyday.

I was listening to him with zeal, he was thrilled that somebody finally paid attention to his words. He was craving conversations mainly.

Then he asked me what color is love. I spaced out looking for the meaning but i really didn't have to think. I knew the answer from the beginning.

"For me it's crimson red" I said. Henry murmured lost in his mind. But i didn't give justification and if I did he wouldn't be so kind

Color of love is named crimson red. Shade of your blood on my shirt. Shade of tears dripping from my knife. Shade of snowflakes where you sleep in dirt.

Because I loved you too much

And you didn't love me enough...

#poem #poetry #creative writing #love poem #my writing #spilled poetry #sad poem #my mind #my words #original poem #writers on tumblr #original art #poets on tumblr

[mitchellandnina]

cheap love

The surfer boy puts sunscreen on my back; And gives me preety rocks for good luck.

The singer boy has already written five songs for me; Now he’s bragging to his friends about us, so let it be.

The artist boy treats me like his muse, inspiration; He draws me during nap and during motion.

The car boy teaches me everything about his passion; He’s not making me feel stupid and he cares ‘bout fashion.

The theater boy quotes Shakespeare and plays Prince Charming; He gives me bouquets and calls me “darling”.

I feel warm and safe in their arms, I fit there like a glove; All of them would like to fill my skin with tattoos of their love.

They wanted these tattoos so bad, so I went to studio, got a plushie toy. And now the tattoo artist looks like my next option of a sweet boy.

So tell me, with all this boys Why you were my first choice? Even if few days ago you gave me cheap ring And now my fingers are turning sort of green.

#poem #poetry #sad poem #original poem #original art #my mind #My words #My writing #creative writing #spilled poetry #spilled thoughts #spilled ink #my thoughts #Love poem

[mitchellandnina]

Guitar pick used by Nine Inch Nails in the 90s

[mitchellandnina]

don’t trust lovers

you made me smile you made me shine you were not vile you claim to be mine

you seemed sweet and caring so loving and sensitive there was peace and no swearing no thought was negative

i believed our sky was always blue now i know this is the end cause how am i supposed to trust you if you’re falling for my best friend

#poetry #poem #sad poem #creative writing #my mind #My writing #original poem #writers on tumblr #pain loves me so i became a masochist #spilled poetry #spilled ink #i'm a redhead so i don't have a soul #spilled thoughts #my thoughts

[mitchellandnina]

Dear Aphrodite...

Dear Aphodie what have I become? Please give me one advice and maybe one more.

Lips red like Ferrari, never slowing down. Live fast, love faster. Mourning the night at dawn.

Starry nights of July are calling my heart. I’m stuck at a crossroads, two paths, different art.

Imperfect whites of marble under your perfect hands. It’s my stone-cold body, so fragile it just wanna dance.

Tell me, goddess of love, how to live to feast. I don’t have time to wait. xoxo your little beast

#poetry #poem #creative writing #My words #my mind #My writing #original poem #spilled thoughts #spilled ink #aphrodite #letter #writers on tumblr

[mitchellandnina]

salem sisters

welcome to our fiesta with our witches’ sabbath lovely sabbath living sabbath curious sabbath highest sabbath endless sabbath fiery sabbath sneaky sabbath cursed sabbath lethal sabbath bloody sabbath we won’t burn with holy fire we won’t kneel for anyone so join us right now us, the salem sisters

#poem #poetry #witch poetry #creative writing #My words #My writing #poets on tumblr #original poem #spilled poetry #spilled ink

[mitchellandnina]

icarus

as icarus fall for the sun my dreams are crushing down i’m trying to look at the bright side  but misfortune stretches her hands for me so tempting and inevitable was ruining everything with her help my actions put beauty in damage  though life is fast falling down and apart  i admire art of destruction  cause icarus flew for apollo’s love

#written at 2 am #poetry #poem #creative writing #insomnia #my writing #my #my mind

[mitchellandnina]

uśmiech zalany winem

spotkaliśmy się po latach po trzech tak dokładnie północ wybija, dzwonek do drzwi ktoś przyszedł i uśmiecha się ładnie

szkło rozbite, butelka za butelką przez palce sprawnie przechodzi swobodną ręką wlewamy to wino bez opamiętania, bo młodym nie szkodzi

wino jak trunek dorosłości rozplątuje nam języki zaczynajac od planów na przyszłość a kończąc w tematach polityki

cały przekrój świata zrobiliśmy nazwaliśmy to społeczeństwa upadkiem jakby dorośliśmy na te parę chwil bo zrobiliśmy zjazd ludzi z podstawówki przypadkiem

#poetry #spilled poetry #poem #creative writing #wspomnienia #memories #friends #wine

[mitchellandnina]

persefona

niczym prometeusz iskrę odważnie skradłeś moje serce hestia rozpaliła nam ognisko ale to uczucie było mordercze zniszczyłeś mnie niczym dumną atenę partenos nie trwaliśmy długo ale widać tak chciał chronos po burzliwej i namiętnej zimie uczuć odchodzę od ciebie i niczym persefona z hadesu na wiosnę idę przed siebie

#poetry #poem #greek myth #goddess

[mitchellandnina]

usta

topografia męskich ust jest bardzo ciekawa chociaż damie tak mówić chyba nie wypada jednak patrzę na dwie wargi między nosem a brodą jak na granicę gdzie horyzont styka się z wodą

powyżej brody poniżej nosa piękne niczym w słońcu rosa usta miękkie słodkie i gorące a moje myśli o nich niemal wrzące

ciagle szukam ust tych jak opętana przysięgam tylko o nich myśle z rana rano, wieczór, za dnia, w nocy już na próżno mi szukać pomocy

bo gdy całujesz tak miło pragne by nic się nie zmieniło lecz prócz rozkoszy usta ranią bo słowami ciagle mamią

#poetry #poem #lovely lips #very kissable #lies

[mitchellandnina]

something in french i guess

si j'étais un raton laveur je mangerais des ordures tout le jour je serais mignon et les autres seraient mauvais quand mes ennemis viendrais je défendrais mon maison puis je serais le roi de la poubelle

seriously i have no idea if the grammar is correct i was like hey, it’s kinda funny. lets post it. so here it is

#poetry #poem #funny #i dont even know #french #can't speak french

[mitchellandnina]

gwiazdka z nieba

spadająca gwiazdka na niebie, a ja wciąż pragnę tylko ciebie

serce utrapione, skrycie cicho płacze, bo wie, że już więcej cie nie zobaczę.

jak tu siedzę tak ja cię kocham, lecz nie ty mnie, ten zachód słońca jest piękny, czyż nie?

zdjęcie z tym podpisem wysyłam ci jako nieme pożegnanie, bo znaczy to „kocham cię, lecz pozwalam ci odejść" kochanie.

#poetry #poem #love poem #sad poem

[mitchellandnina]

kolor melancholii

szare niebo szare oczy życie powoli do przodu się toczy

szare oczy szary wzrok nim się obejrzę zapada już zmrok

szary wzrok szare życie smutnej duszy już nie pocieszycie

szare życie szary dom chciałabym bardzo uciec stąd

szary dom szara rodzina ale chyba to nie moja wina

szara rodzina bukiet szarych magnolii bo szary to taki piękny kolor melancholii

#poetry #poem #sad poem #melancholy

[mitchellandnina]

cud chłopiec

z profilu idealny jak grecki bóg nieskazitelny niczym niezmącona woda już na samym początku zwalił mnie z nóg skąd na świecie się wzięła taka uroda?

blady jak marmur brak pewności czy jest żywy jednak te oczy niczym niebo bez chmur spoglądają spod ciemnej czupryny.

może jednak jest posągiem bo zbyt piękny by prawdziwy wtem za oknem mijamy się z innym pociągiem a cud chłopiec działa na mą duszę jak żel aloesowy

siedzi oparty o zimne okno ja przyglądam mu się ukradkiem z głośników dobiega mnie mój cel niby tęskno chyba zakochałam się w cud chłopcu przypadkiem

smutek mnie ogarnął i patrzyłam mętnie wysiadłam na mojej stacji unikając przeciągu on został a ja opuściłam go niechętnie choć był to tylko kolejny nieznajomy z pociągu

#poetry #poem #love poem