Enjoy Your Stay

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I hope no one dares to gift me a red rose , for I believe they won’t love me so — for they will fall in love with the lustful ecstasy that bleeds beneath the surface until I’m deemed unworthy . The offer of passion , a loveless persuit that’s gifted upon me , for they gifted me a red rose laced with the false idea of true love I foolishly accepted . For I am not worthy to twirl the promising stem of the white rose between my fingers , as they gift it to another .

- Oscar Wilde inspired

Dear Ellie ,

My heart clashes against my breath like a raging storm massacres a ship as it crumbles effortlessly. Melancholy has paralyzed my thoughts. The memories etched into my soul playing on an endless loop I long to forget . I want to forget the way your words touched my heart in the most vulnerable of ways ; those same words bringing tears to my eyes as I desperately try to escape the pit of despair you dug for me .

My love , my soul is yours to keep

My love for you will never transpire ,though it aches in the most dangerous of ways . Esctasy courses through my veins at the thought of your beautiful smile burned into my memory . stray tears soon to follow suite — for you do not love me so .

( another poem I wrote very recently , I cried a couple times while writing it but it is what it is . Feel free to send some love I may very much need it )

Music when soft voices die

Music, when soft voices die,

Vibrates in the memory—

Odours, when sweet violets sicken,

Live within the sense they quicken.

Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,

Are heaped for the belovèd’s bed;

And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,

Love itself shall slumber on.

~ Percy Shelley

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She felt like summers early blooms as lilacs intrude every tree , every bush , adding colour to the once dull and broken scenery ; her enticing beauty and promises , A true sight for sore eyes. my romantic desires linger in the path she touches , sipping all the words she spoke so eloquently like a divine nectar gracing my lips ever so sweetly . Violet petals kiss the earth one last time . Warm tones turn cool . hope lingers on with a bittersweet after taste . My lips feel sticky as my eyes flush red , words aren’t spoken . She feels like frigid ocean water shattering each bone as my fingers glide lifelessly trying to find the warmth that will never flourish , a promise of friendship only serving a false security . All love is lost in the shipwreck , yet I’m still waiting for the tide to pull me in .

( I have a poetry blog on here I’m a little more comfortable sharing @ebony-waters , if anyone wants to read my other poems , This is the only one I’m planning on sharing on this blog , the ones I wrote at least )