#scribbled words

[knbpoetry]

I was running on empty

Trying to fill your cup

I gave you all I had before

You gave us up.

I never asked for anything

Except for love and loyalty

But you gave less than one to me.

-K.N.B.

[juan-francisco-palencia]

Quotable quotes.

"Throughout time, more than looking for love, we look for harmony; so if you manage to find a love that harmonizes you, you have already found everything."

—  Juan Francisco Palencia.

[coffeeandpoetrydarling]

one day i’ll find somebody to build a home with, one with no explosive rage in slammed cabinets or quiet anger in the walls that leaves a lingering pain. our kids will fake disgust when they see us kissing and laughing in the kitchen while making breakfast but when they’re 17 and experiencing a love that looks less than ours, they’ll know when to leave.

n.g. // i didn’t see this type of love growing up and as a result i let a man ruin me

[bluemartiann]

Not always, but there are moments when I'd like to belong.

Somewhere. To someone.

– Rune

[wordsofaworld]

When I Look At You, I See Me.

For quite some time now,

Eye contact has really freaked me out.

Looking into peoples eyes I tend to get lost.

So I try to glaze myself over, if that makes sense.

I don't want to see into your soul.

I don't want to connect.

I'm afraid,

Terrified actually... of people.

But that one person...

Whose eyes I look into

And I feel the whole world unfolding inside me,

I feel like a flower losing all its petals at once.

I break free from the straight jacket that is social masking.

Looking into your eyes is freedom.

I am me again.

My mind unwinds,

And I am unafraid, like a child,

Unaware of the harsh realities of life.

[justscribbledwords]

i think karma is not always for the things we have done in the past but also for the things we are going to do. i think it was karma that she broke your heart even though she knew how much she meant to you because the universe knew you were going to break my heart even after knowing what you meant to me and ignoring it like it meant nothing….. like i meant nothing

[arieswithscorpiomoon]

Hooked on you like an addiction, this could be obsession

Your fingers gripping the sheets, my hands grabbing your throat

You whisper "harder," I quietly comply, your moans my only desire

This is carnal captivation, dripping from your parted lips

God girl, you have me wrapped around your finger

Good girl, you're wrapped around my fingers

K.a.s

[robertjw4688]

I leap between

lines of life wherein a

combustion engine pushes

towards birth.

Atrocities are

filtered through pulp and

neon into

dandelion wine.

I am a beggar, nestled in

a pen's dried nib

yet still writing thorns

into hands cradling

burnt crosses.

Robert J. W. (7-5-23)

[painted-poems]

Reflection

I called my friend the other day and wanted to tell them how lonely I felt. But everything was wrapped in reality too tightly. Should I really share it with someone whose mind is never on ease? Should I show the back of my hand, where words write themselves, to someone whom I keep only in my past?

Perhaps the honesty would've been easier, but I ended up saying nothing. After all, it was just loneliness, and many people struggle with that, with every minute of their damn lives.

Don't get me wrong, I know my feelings are valid. It's just… something I can live with. Potentially.

My only advantage is, I can always come back to my head. Sink deeply in my mind where I always feel whole. I can write stories and create events. I can make conversations that never happened. I can draw faces and I can draw places that never disappear.

I can always talk to you in my head.

Even though, you don't respond anymore.

I stare in every mirror, looking for your reflection. I look for your face on the streets, hoping to meet you one day. In the darkness, I can hear your voice calling my name. I close my eyes and I feel your warm arms around me, I can feel your soft lips on mine.

Being in my head is safe. Everything is colourful there, everything is interesting there. It's only when I get out, do I realize I am completely alone. With every cell of my body, do I feel the loneliness coating me like a blanket.

[ace-song]

KING

KING 🦋

see you in a million years, falling back to where we first met again— covered in pearly white sheets with sunstained windows; starry ceiling with cinnamon laced air unfinished wine glasses, and a screen full of laughter.

you held me dear even if it had just been one night; a caressing stroke flushing my cheeks in pink, reminiscing on good ol days and locking this one safe for times not near.

when we part our separate ways

there’s a shooting wonder, across my eyes to yours a similar sparkle wrapping me in halos like an angel; reaching out earnest to a ghost long clear fated to heaven, or another cycle

of a million years.

[gailleo]

iv. do you think of me?

even now.

i still think of you.

drunk.

sober.

you even appear in my dreams.

but have i ever appeared in yours?

[knbpoetry]

I loved you 🖤

[juan-francisco-palencia]

El mismo de siempre.

La felicidad es una ocasión especial que no reconoce credos ni razas nunca margina a nadie, incluso ni a ella misma al sentirse ignorada, al entregarsé. De modo que nunca será tardé para recibirla como una visita intempestiva ni aún porque llegará tarde. "Nunca cierres la puerta a la felicidad."

—  Juan Francisco Palencia.

[suffering-is-cute]

here is my admission-

things aren't okay.

here is my small voice, willing you to listen to me speaking.

here is what i want to tell you -

I need you to care enough to fall silent so I can open up.

here is my admission-

i don't believe you will do it

and i hate myself for that

for knowing that it won't happen.

for not being stupidly and unreasonably kind.

[bluemartiann]

I can’t write

I haven’t in a while

All I do is torture my mind

And save my heart

I distract

And fall apart

I see then sleep

And feel,

My feelings are something I put on the left burner,

Every morning when I’m making myself

A cup of tea.

[coffeeandpoetrydarling]

"I'm tired."  "Of what?"  "Failing myself."

n.g. // I don’t know what I’m doing with my life