love

Arete

Hope is a candle in a sea of darkness, eagerly awaiting the sun. 

Trust is a drop of the purest water, in an ocean full of desert sand.

Loyalty is the assurance of your own two feet, that you will stand.

Love is a bubbling geyser; filling, and rushing to overflowing. 

Empathy is a mother's love, from someone that you don't know.

Peace is an ocean of glass-like water, that ripples of war cannot move.

Honesty is a pure wine, with no dregs to ruin the taste.

View seraphim's Full Portfolio

Angelus Canticum

Folder: 
Light and Dark

Every single note was a song in itself

And every little breath was a melody

And I, a painful ripping squeal

That bellowed from inside of me

 

Her crimson lips had softly smiled

As she sang angelically 

But no more than a dissonant chord

Was the best that I could be

 

Oh, angel of the nightly song!

How wrapped in you I have become!

How can I go, and sing alone

Shouting like a falling drum

 

I can't forget your heavenly voice

That pierced the ever-present noise

Through sky and the pervasive smog

To me, whom naught but death employs. 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I lost the will to keep working on it. It's sat on my desktop for weeks now and it's just time to post what there is.

View seraphim's Full Portfolio

Short Love Quotes For Married Couples

People connections and relational unions require a great deal of sustaining to be effective. At the point when weariness discovers its way into a relationship, it stagnates in one spot. It is at this point emotions start to vanish and couples begin to ponder what happened out of the blue. Everybody needs to be reminded all the time that they are loved. Aside from the activities that mean love, they likewise need them to be combined with words which bring bliss. These are the words that keep the heart merry and warm. 

 

RECENT QUOTES Quote - Life without love is as bland as food without salt. QuotesBook

 

In all actuality words do have an extraordinary task to carry out in making a relationship work. They are the words that will hold an individual closer to the heart. They bring grins and joy when recollected even without the individual who expressed them. Be that as it may, it can some of the time be difficult to realize the words to state. It goes to a point where you never again have new words to state to keep the flame consuming in your relationship. This is the place short love quotes come in. They are quotes created and gathered from various individuals, all of which spin around love. They accompany profound feelings relating to love and can in this way have a significant effect. 

 

RECENT QUOTES Quote - When I'm with you, the whole world falls into place. QuotesBook

 

The best territory to angle for the best love quotes is on the web. There are sites which are exclusively devoted to sentimental expressions; they have about a great many them recorded. When you experience a couple of the love quotes, you will figure out how to pick one that legitimately functions for your relationship. You will be flabbergasted at exactly how ground-breaking and genuine a portion of these arrangements can be. The destinations, sort the platitudes into segments with the goal that it turns out to be simple for you to locate the most pertinent to your relationship. For example, you will discover love quotes for her, love quotes for him and even uplifting love quotes.

 

RECENT QUOTES Quote - Love is like a rose: very beautiful, but scarifies. QuotesBook

Phantom Touch

Folder: 
2019

Sometimes I sleep for centuries

and still wake up

alive

on end

on fire.

 

I don’t feel anyone here

but the bridges

they burn with a presence.

 

It is your

phantom touch

and it shocks me alive.

 

Skin on stairs

Mouth on mine

Breathe a resolution

and the castles

we can make them crumble.

 

I am shivering

in ways

you would blush to think of.

 

I have not met

this kind of torture before,

feeling a ghost of a touch

shimmer my skin

and standing face to face

with a mirror that does not know you.

 

I am not being held prisoner

but kept out of the air you breathe

and there is laughter from the world that

thinks it could bring us down.

 

Anytime I get

a glimpse of you,

your phantom touch,

I catch it in a blink

and save it for so many dreams

 

Tell me which

slivers you want me to slice up

and in the hours when I lie next to you

I will spill them on your skin

and hold nothing back.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written 6/16/19

View tallsquirrelgirl's Full Portfolio
tags:

Why the sky makes me think of you

Folder: 
2019

Where did I get

this fascination with the sky

that means I can listen to songs about it

for longer than I have ever dreaded saying goodbye to you

 

Maybe there’s not enough time to take it all in

so words are a better vessel

they intertwine with all the secrets

I have wrapped in your world

 

Maybe I don’t have enough love to give to you

so I write it all down and you

can carry it in your pocket

if you ever forget

I hope you don’t forget

 

And we are speeding down the highway

faster than I got to know you…

it is too perfect to take a picture of

like the things I remember on my own years later

are somehow better for it

 

And we are speeding down the highway

faster than it took me

to learn your lips

and there are still things to see

still parts of you to know

and it doesn’t even cross my mind

we might stop

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written 5/14/19

View tallsquirrelgirl's Full Portfolio
tags:

The Elephant in My Cell

You came at a bad time.

A terribly, terribly bad time.

You showed up the moment I couldn’t stand to touch you.

I was afraid you were never going to come.

I should have been glad you came, but why am I not relieved?

Is it that crippling fear that the moment I touch you, you fade away like a ghost?

Is it that you might be a whistleblower looking for an insecurity to use against me later?

Or is it that you are trying to distract me from tending to my garden before it dies of thirst?

 

I want to shout, “Why didn’t you come sooner?!”

I want to shout, “Where were you when I needed you most?!”

I want to yell at the top of my lungs, “Would it kill you to tell me what’s driving you away from me?!!”

But I am too nice. Too kind and gentle to scream and point to the elephant in the room.

The very elephant that a sorcerer pulled out of his hat and crippled both of my limbs.

 

I never wanted to call for help because it reinforces the notion that I should still be in high school.

I’ve crawled around all year avoiding the other teenage drama queens that worship dragons.

Seems like they forgot that dragons like to steal our fortunes and our hearts. Before they eat them.

 

Spending time with my open-minded little brother has planted a seed of doubt in my head.

A seed that gets me thinking that all love does to me is waste my time experimenting with false hope.

 

My imaginary nights with a fallen angel goes along the lines of;

“Yes, yes, honey, shower me with hugs and kisses. Oh, my love, how I yearn for you.

Pleasure me with your lust until the water in your veins runs out and you become a raisin.

Only then, will I toss you in the sun and wonder why the hell I’ve never gotten lucky.”

When will the water cycle end for the both of us?

What compels Venus to bewitch me to make bad choices?

Why else do you think independent seekers with degrees in hand avoid commitment?

Our grandparents and parents are more patient than our generation is now

Because compared to us, they tended to their gardens and their raisins.

You did a bang-up job tending to me by showering me with promises you can’t keep,

With complex wisdom about human nature, stories of your struggle to get your education over with,

And the snuggles and touches that I wished were real more than the chains I dream of shattering.

 

You’ve made this game look so easy, you know?

All that had impressed me about you lately is how you’ve lured me into your arms,

Only to neglect me without warning when the sun was at its hottest.

Part of me does not wish to see you go because I tolerate the pain that your absence has left behind.

You scarcely have time on your hands, but would you care to join me for a cup of jasmine tea?

It won’t take long. What I want to know next is what else is new that you have yet to tell me?

when I nose-dive into the oblivion

Folder: 
poems by rabin

When I nose-dive into the oblivion


Trembling, 

her hands were, 

when she found the suicide note on my bedside, 

grabbed my lifeless body, 

hoping that I shall breathe again, 

hoping that I shall annoy her again, 

hoping that I shall lover her again, 

She was trying to remember the time I came to this land, 

or should I say, when she brought me


Now that I am gone and rest in peace,

she cannot live, let alone rest, 

In the vast emptiness, I am happy,

leaving her sad and mourning 


But, I won't complain,

mother, my maker, 

for this silence is better than the chaos of the cruel world, 

I am sure I'll rest in utter peace, 

for I know that we will meet beyond this land of sorrows.

Dramatic tunes

Dramatic tunes play in my mind

as I wait in bed for your replies

Took a trip, tried to listen to

A Brief Inquiry Into Online Relationships

But boy, I really should take note

that 1975 was never the year

that the internet was born 

then lives got weird

 

Dramatic tunes swirl in my mind

Nauseating and mesmerizing, all at once

I trace all the pieces I could find

to draw the image that may resemble you

and draft the letters I could think of

but never would I send to you

 

Dramatic tunes leech on my mind

Trying to design my last demise

The nothingness on their side,

churning violence all coincide

 

Dramatic tunes play in my mind 

As I wait for your replies 

The darkness would soon arrive

here and hear my last goodbye

The flock of crows are closing in

Floating just three feet above

But then I feel my eyes flinch

As the phone buzzed

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A poem about the anxiety you have when you're not sure someone's still interested of you or not anymore. 

Sarcoma

There is a sarcoma in your heart
Cut them out, they're no good to you dead
It grew in before I could play my part
Then, lay your heart down in the sunflower bed

Cut them out, they're no good to you dead
It might spread to something you actually need
Then, lay your heart down in the sunflower bed
Hold my hand and we'll watch it bleed

It might spread to something you actually need
Only the heartless will survive
Hold my hand and we'll watch it bleed
Free of the burden to contrive

Only the heartless will survive
I don't want to, but I hate you
Free of the burden to contrive
You don't want to, but I made you

I don't want to, but I hate you
The sunflowers have wilted now
You don't want to, but I made you
The heart you gave let us down

The sunflowers have wilted now
It grew in before I could play my part
The heart you gave let us down
There is a sarcoma in your heart.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I put my recent heartbreak into words and this is how it came out.