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Ask MeAsk me to write a poem
About the pair of eyes I see in my dreams,
So dark and deep, calling, pulling me,
A way out through a door I've never found
And as substantial as the clouds

Ask me to write a poem
About the boy haunting my thoughts,
As pale as the ghost he might as well be
With the dazzling smile he hides behind,
Floundering his way through the world

Ask me to write a poem
About the dreams I stay awake for,
The hope of making my mark on the world,
A piece of me someone can look back on
And feel

Ask me to write a poem
About all my little aspirations,
The little hopes that build up to my big one
That I dwell on while wal
wordless birdthere was a boy

with bird bones

he never spoke

he stared at me until

i fell in love with him

woke

up with him

he listened to me until

i ran away from him

he was a little bird who

never said a word
Smooth PebblesEvery swooning blade of grass vindicated.

The deep blue silence of a turning wheel.

A precise number of fireflies in the apples.

The coiled jealousy of all reptiles.

The palsy of a prisoner's first sob.

A tranquil sorrow in a dog's ribcage.

All faces obliterated from the moon.

Nirvana observed among smooth pebbles.

The slough of mountain summits in decline.

Every planet reprieved of its orbit.

The ecstasy within a mandala.

The space between spaces.

Honing the blade.

.
.
This also.
To YouTo the boy with the ocean in his eyes,
I don't know if you remember, but you saved me once

I was drowning, and so very tired, I couldn't keep my eyes open
but I didn't care if I fell asleep
I didn't care if I never woke up
I was sinking. I was falling, deeper and deeper
My heart was so heavy, and I didn't want to go on breathing
I didn't want to even try
I had given up, counted myself as lost  
But you reached for me,
you pulled me out of the darkness

Do you remember now?
When you held me, and you whispered that I was going to be ok
You promised. You promised that everything would be ok and that you would never let me go
But
Condensed"You're breaking my heart, kid."

Her voice, too, but she didn't need to say that. Everything she meant was in those five words. The emotions were fighting their way out no matter how hard she tried to hold them back. What had meant to sound playful and nonchalant came out the way she felt. Needy and scared. And nothing she was doing could stop it.

He said a few more words, of course. Explanations, excuses. Soothing tones of voice and pitying glances, when he had the nerve to look up. Nothing made sense anymore. She saw his lips moving, could read them, but anything he was saying didn't make it through to her. Just sounds in this muted sort
PromisesI can't promise I'll always be pretty
Or nice
Or even remotely excited to see you

I can't promise I'll always nod
And accept things
And just tell you it's okay

I can't promise that,
Years from now,
We'll be happy with our choices

I can't even promise this passion won't smolder away
Or flicker
Or quietly just stop

But I can promise I'll fix your tea
Or your lunch
Or your midnight cravings

I can promise we'll laugh
And your yawns and smiles
Will always be contagious

I can promise I will hold your hand
Or read you a story
If your eyes start to fail

I can promise a forever of little things
And small gestures
And grand thoughts

I can promi
That UrgeI feel my pulse
Beating away at my veins
Fighting the sleeping
With pounds and strains

Echoing loudly
Through my ears
Enough to feel
And fuel my fears

This constant feeling
That I can't be
A match to the potential
I hope is inside me

A dead weight inside
That I put there
Regretting every time I said
"Today I don't care"

Hands shaking and spilling
The cocoa from my cup,
My nerves urging me to run
Until I pass out and throw up.
ThinkingHypothetically I know why you're not here

And, hypothetically, we share every fear

Yet we both hypothetically know

That we could never hypothetically let us go.

So we'll just hypothetically

Hide behind hypothetical hypocrisy

All the hypothetical while

Savoring these hypothetic smiles

Hopes manifest in hypothetical dreams

Leading to a future that hypothetically gleams

And I wish you'd hypothetically fall in love with me

Because I'm in love with you. Hypothetically.
HypnagogiaIt's the middle of the night
And my eyes open slow,
Fighting an empty feeling,
Thinking 'Where did he go?'

Mulling things over
Between the world and sleep,
What's in front of me
And the dreams I keep

The space I thought you were
Where my arms should be,
The sudden lack of warmth
I feel overcoming me

That moment of waking up
Where I want to fall back in
To the quiet little waking sleep
Where I'm with you again.
Split SecondsI scroll past your name

And something takes my breath away

It briefly clenches my insides ---

I almost wish you'd stayed
One FavorLet me ask for one thing. From now until forever this favor. It's not little and it won't always be easy, but I'm going to ask it anyway. Fall in love with me.

Not just today. Not just 'again', not just once. Fall in love with me when you hear me laugh. When you make me nervous and I can't look up. When I'm speechless and just sit there looking like a fool. Take a few moments to fall in love with me from the moment I mutter that I love you and end up passing out until I yawn out a 'good morning'. Look at me the moments I'm sitting there, concentrated on something, comfortable letting who I am under most of everything show when I know you're
On LoveThey skip all the harder parts,
The dark before the dawn,
Those long, slow hours
You think will always just go on

Everyone leaves out
That downs come with the ups,
Sometimes the little bits you get
Don't really seem enough

The sides don't come in equal,
You get pieces at a time,
Patches of loneliness
Between feeling fine

People make it sound so easy
Like love is cut and dry
When the most important part of it
Is that love makes you try.
It Wasn't LoveI liked being around you
And how you made me smile,
How I could relax and sleep
And forget for a little while

There was always something
We could talk about
And I didn't have to worry
About what came out of my mouth

Those few months,
For what it's worth now,
Did me a world of good
And I know now

It wasn't love
But it was enough.
Inspiration StrikesShe walks up behind me,
Slowly,
Silently,
The smile on her lips
A tangible feeling

Hands cover my eyes,
Delicate,
Soft,
A game that still
Thrills me

And my muse coos,
Trills,
Whispers,
Life blooming behind my eyes,
So many worlds
At her fingertips

And she takes one hand,
Carefully,
Casually,
A trail burning
Down my shoulder

She marks a spot,
Liquid fire,
Liquid passion,
And under my shoulder blade
It burns

Such a pain,
Stabbing,
Consuming,
And she strikes deep,
Like always,
A tribute for her dreams

And taking her pen,
Still dripping,
Freshly inked,
Closes my fingers around it
Before touching it to paper

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Split SecondsI scroll past your name

And something takes my breath away

It briefly clenches my insides ---

I almost wish you'd stayed
00:49It's easy to remember
The things we say,
Our bits of affection
Shared throughout the day

It's easy to remember
How you make me feel,
So terribly elated
I wonder if it's real

It's easy to remember
How well we get along,
The way we always laugh
And how you fix what's wrong

But it's easy to forget
How you lull me to sleep
And it's easy to forget
Sometimes your breathing's what I need.
Before BedEvery night
Ends the same
Lethargic pieces
In this game

Shivering limbs
And aching eyes
Rattling teeth
Lows to my highs

Ignoring the sounds
Gnawing from behind
Lip falling to shreds
Stuck in my mind

Casual reading
I don't know what to do
But spend every night
Remembering I miss you.
Keeping QuietSitting in place
Nails in my palms
Blood on my tongue
Forcing this calm

Words bubbling
To fight their way out
Held just in check
By my stubborn mouth

Mean things and rude things
I don't really mean
So I just stop talking
Rather than be obscene

But I'm hurt and neglected
And I'm going to miss you
And it's tearing me up
That there's nothing I can do.

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I want to make love
To your thoughts

I want to caress your secrets
Like what they are
Under our covers
With unlimited tenderness
And a touch of shame

I want to reach down your throat
And pull out your desires,
String them along
One by one
Like pearls
Until I can hold them in my hands
And admire their shine

I want to crush your dreams
Under the certainty of the future
So intensely
And so deeply
They turn into diamonds
And when you speak your words
Of love
I can admire the facets we cut together

I want to know you intimately
In ways not spoken of
Outside of a poet's dream
And to sleep inside them
Until I sleep in your arms.
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I don't know where this came from. But personally I'm in love with it.

I told you I'd try to put it into words and this is a part of it.
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Critique by ~shadowsmokeandfire Jan 4, 2013, 8:54:54 PM
I want to start off by saying that this poem has an interesting idea, and the first sentence is definitely attention-grabbing without being tacky. The only comments I have is that the middle of the poem got a little confusing. I'm confused as about the whole crushing their dreams into diamonds thing, just because it sounds like you are trying to destroy their dreams rather than help them crystallize their dreams into tangible reality. I think you have a lot of interesting imagery here, and while it can border on moderately grotesque, it works well with the overall flow of the poem. Overall, it was a very nice job, and it was one of the better poems I have read.
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~Mierren Jan 9, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
wow you have a way of pulling people in with just the first lines
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~Sky-of-Melodies Jan 8, 2013
Great word choice!
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~red1699 Jan 4, 2013
wow simple words that flow so great and convey so much emotion and passion. I <3 it
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*JassieMaam Jan 4, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Aww, thank you. And thank you for the favorite. c:
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~red1699 Jan 4, 2013
you are welcomes :)
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