CosmicPurple zei op 30 maart 2010 - 9:50:
In navolging van het Quotes- topic, een topic voor de poëziefans onder ons.

CosmicPurple zei op 3 dec 2014 - 3:52:
A winter's day
In a deep and dark December;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I've built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

Don't talk of love,
But I've heard the words before;
It's sleeping in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I have my books
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries.

CosmicPurple zei op 22 dec 2014 - 11:40:
I will remember the kisses
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me
everything you had
and how I
offered you what was left of
me,
and I will remember your small room
the feel of you
the light in the window
your records
your books
our morning coffee
our noons our nights
our bodies spilled together
sleeping
the tiny flowing currents
immediate and forever
your leg my leg
your arm my arm
your smile and the warmth
of you
who made me laugh
again.
- Charles Bukowski

Kayley zei op 16 feb 2015 - 19:09:
girl: why do we have skin?
—when all i want to do is touch your cells
claw my way through your veins, slide slick around your arteries
i want to feel your muscles (your joints and the sweet hereandthere of your fingerprints)
i press harder to stand in the arena of your spine
i need to wander around the spaces between your ribs, the beats between your knuckles
learn the flutter of your eyelids
the marrow of your bones fills my lungs (i exist again)
- this chick

CosmicPurple zei op 16 feb 2015 - 19:18:
@Kay: so many feels I just legit burst into tears x.x

xjeszell zei op 8 maart 2016 - 15:17:
Ik heb deze laatst (vrij vlug) geschreven en ben er ergens best tevreden over en uh wilde t toch met anderen delen

it's the way I can't help but smile
when I finally feel your arms around me
after longing for that for so long
it's the way I have to fight back tears
no matter how happy they are
when you make me feel at home again
but most of all
it's the way you make me feel
like I'm whole again
bits and pieces coming together
after I thought I was slipping away
it's the way you make me feel
perfectly imperfect
yet always enough just for you.

Kayley zei op 21 juni 2016 - 10:59:
“there’s a dead girl inside me.

i can feel her rattling around,
her lungs choked with loss,
heart pounding like wardrums.

she had a laugh like summer rain
until the world tore it away.

(little girls who wish on stars
don’t last long on the ground.)

there’s a dead girl inside me
and i’m the one who killed her.”
— KILLER QUEEN | M.J.

Bodine zei op 21 juni 2016 - 11:16:
Oh, jeez, Kay. Die is nice. En heftig. En nice. o.o

Ik vind deze nog steeds cool:

Als ik mijzelf eindelijk eens zou inhalen,
dan zou ik mijzelf vastgrijpen, mijn armen om mij heen slaan
en mij laten weten dat ik wél van mijzelf houd,
echt waar! ik moet het geloven!

maar ik weet dat ik me van mij af zou duwen
en zou zeggen:
'Je weet toch wel wat ik ben?'
'Ja. Ongrijpbaar.'

Ik zou heel verdrietig zijn,
verdrietiger dan nu,
maar dat zou mij koud laten.

~ uit Toon Tellegens Het vertrek van de mier