Este día y esta vida
Estoy segura que será a tu lado
Entre nuestras risas y fantasías
En nuestros sueños y ambiciones
Entre aquellos besos y caricias
Estoy segura que este día y esta vida será junto a ti
Venuswritter 🌙
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Relatos de un amor insospechado
Creo que aquella vez fue la primera vez que en realidad me fijé en su sonrisa, en como sus manos sostenían con firmeza y soltura el volante, en como su cabello negro rozaba su frente y aquel lunar en su cuello que moría por besar ¿me permitiría hacerlo?
Venuswritter 🌙
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Dream Girl By Inez Ruiz
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who said poetry can’t be a person?
look at him breathing.
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Kissing Kissies All Over You
Baby boo, I'm kissing you
Kissing kissies all over you
Baby boo, I'm licking you
Hee hee haa Haa hee hee who
Then I sneeze, achoo achoo
Baby boo, what did I just do?
Now you're covered in my goo
Oh no, this poem took a wrong cue
Now I'm feeling quite taboo
Sorry, babe, I didn't mean to do
But I guess that's the end of our cutsie muse
Goodbye, my love, I bid adieu
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The worst part of being home. #journal #writing #visualpoetry #visualpoem #diary #poem #poetry #love #lovepoetry #lovepoem #past #hope #breakup #memories https://www.instagram.com/p/Ch40ZidqCyn/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Nothing much about the reality of this world I’m amazed by, but there are still a few reasons I embrace life, and one of it is you.
-Roxanne
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"i think couples are like the moon and the sun," he caressed my cheek one night as we were on the cusp on consciousness and sleep.
"how so?"
“well, you know how both the sun and the moon love the earth? they have different ways of showing it." his hands ran through my hair absent mindedly- his eyes were focused off into a point in the distance my eyes would never find.
it was only a matter of time before it ended and his anger came back. his rage, his rage that was so hot it burned cold- a rage so hot it ran like ice in his veins, freezing blood and the last few traces of humanity he had left. but his anger was never directed at me, nor anyone else. maybe he was constantly just angry with himself, without even knowing why. i suspected that he didn't even know when or how he was angry- he just was.
"the sun, it's so important. it's like, the lifeline, it's what makes everything live. and yet, too much sun can kill whatever life exists on earth. too much love and, boom," he imitated a blast with his hands. i giggled. "and then, there's the moon. gods, the moon. people say that it's just cold, and barren and just reflects the sun's light. but i think the moon takes the harsh yellow of the sun and turns it into this silvery, whitish glow that wouldn't hurt a soul. isn't that so poetic?"
i was silent for a second. "that's a very interesting metaphor."
he nodded, eyes refocusing and coming back to the moment we were in- the bed with the creaky springs, the faded blanket, the curl of my hair and the curve of his arm. “you're my moon, you know? you hold me so tight it freezes all the yellow i have inside."
"i know."
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I miss the tenderness of his hands when they touched mine, I miss the softness of his fingers when I kissed them.
I miss the smile, he had when he met me. I miss the racing of my heart when her lips are inches from mine. I miss his quick gaze to my eyes and lips when he couldn’t decide which one to go for first.
I miss the calm relief when my head rested on his chest. Oh! what a feeling it was. I can never pen it down no matter how hard I try. I miss his expressions, as my palms stroked the most tender areas of him.
I miss his breath, as his face nestled against the locks of my top. I miss the scent of him, I took in, when he let go of himself just for my sake. I miss the moments spent, with my hands caressing the valley of his chest. I miss the happiness I had, to find him waiting as buses went by. I miss the pain, I took, to teach him things I never knew before.
I miss the feeling, of someone by my side even as the whole world stood against me. I miss the part of my heart, I lost while giving it to him. I miss that someone, who could give me a part of him to repair mine. I miss the smile I lost, losing him.
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and if we find ourselves at the end of the world
know i have memorized the pathways that appear
in your face whenever you smile.. or when you cry
the way the light falls through your hair
and the exact shade of your eyes and the way
it changes with each passing mood
and your face is just as lovely to me now
as it was the first time i ever saw it
i remember your voice and your favorite songs
i remember the moments when there was
only silence between us
when it seemed you were on one side
of the universe and i was on the other
and i'll remember the warmth and explosion of energy
when our hands clasped together again
i have memorized all the little momentos
you have saved in that old trunk.. or random drawer
the details that were important to you
fading pictures and notes and artwork
the little bits that if pieced together just right
would create a perfect summary of your life
i have placed all the sweetest memories of you
closest to my heart where they will stay eternally
and all the darker ones i've hidden away
so if we find ourselves at the end of the world
that's the way i will remember you
i hope you will remember me in the same way.
if the world ends
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I Need To Write
I don't want to work
so I can survive day to day.
I want to write.
I need to write
and pour out my feelings
onto a page and resonate
with my generation.
I will contribute
to the culture
and not capitalism.
~kairos 💛
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La tibieza se volvió algo tan normal en nuestra sociedad, tan “desechable” es todo el mundo, estando a un solo clic de “nuestra alma gemela” que nos molesta pelear un poco por las personas que valen la pena
Venuswritter 🌙
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En aquel instante frente a mi cama me di cuenta que había anhelado ser feliz, escuchar música y mis pensamientos sin miedo a encontrar algún fantasma y corrí al espejo para por fin, darme cuenta que ahí había estado todo el tiempo mi único y verdadero amor, mi voluntad inquebrantable
Venuswritter 🌙
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Young Love
I remember the late nights
Smiling till my face hurt
I remember that happy feeling
I thought I’d never let it go
Talking about only you
Gripping your hand so tight
Looking for you in every room
It was pure innocence
- Love,
Grey Augustus
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DON’T FORGET ME
Don’t confuse my sadness with actual pain.
Sometimes it’s because I wonder.
There’s a chaotic battle in my head.
See, I can be happy, I can dance in the rain.
I’d do it all for fun when I’m down to earth.
I can be both – heaven and hell.
Don’t be afraid of letting me in…
Don’t forget me from now,
Don’t forget me from then.
The ups and downs
Wounds and scars
It’s all coming back around and makes me a whole.
A girl you know. A girl you could love.
Don’t walk away from my dreams.
You know you are welcome to me.
I yearn for you to see outside and within.
There is no point in covering,
All the terrible things among those nice.
Open your eyes and accept all of me.
Don’t be scared, that’s what life is…
Don’t forget me from now,
Don’t forget me from then.
The ups and downs
Wounds and scars
It’s all coming back around and makes me a whole.
A girl you know. A girl you could love.
Don’t be afraid of letting me in…
A girl you know. A girl you could love.
Don’t be scared, that’s what life is…
A girl you know. A girl you could love.
Maybe me right here.
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