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Kiss goodbye

She gave him all her love and attention. She tried to get him to notice her, but he didn't. He was too busy flirting with other girls and not paying attention to her. That he didn't appreciate what was in front of him.he lost a good girl who gave him the world.

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Kiss goodbye
She gave him all her love and attention. She tried to get him to notice her, but he didn't. He was too busy flirting with other girls and not paying attention to her. That he didn't appreciate what was in front of him.he lost a good girl who gave him the world.
#romance 
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Written by Quill2Sheet in portal Romance & Erotica

Engaged as one

There in the air the breath

Released the bond that they

Knew soul one day come

One flesh deeply welded

The truths folded away

Kept deep in the souls

Waiting for that

moment for years

Naked and free

skins heat a glitter

They wrote the promise

With their hearts passion

Collared with love

Following the desires

Linked by the chain

With no turning back

The journey is written

So long ago

With flowing ink

Of their blood desires

There they drink

Passions wine of each over

No boundaries

No shame

No Inhibitions

Nothing with stop

This love they have

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Written by Quill2Sheet in portal Romance & Erotica
Engaged as one
There in the air the breath
Released the bond that they
Knew soul one day come

One flesh deeply welded
The truths folded away
Kept deep in the souls
Waiting for that
moment for years

Naked and free
skins heat a glitter
They wrote the promise
With their hearts passion

Collared with love
Following the desires
Linked by the chain
With no turning back

The journey is written
So long ago
With flowing ink
Of their blood desires
There they drink
Passions wine of each over

No boundaries
No shame
No Inhibitions
Nothing with stop
This love they have
#romance  #her 
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Written by Kimba in portal Romance & Erotica

RUINED

He would prove to be

the ruin of her......

Every dark corner of her chaos

overshadowed by his light

Every scar left by others

soothed with his touch

Every echo of the past

drowned in his calm

Yes......he would prove to be

the ruin of her

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Written by Kimba in portal Romance & Erotica
RUINED
He would prove to be
the ruin of her......

Every dark corner of her chaos
overshadowed by his light
Every scar left by others
soothed with his touch
Every echo of the past
drowned in his calm

Yes......he would prove to be
the ruin of her
#romance  #poetry 
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You

you are changeable

mutable, variable,

like the April sky

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You
you are changeable
mutable, variable,
like the April sky
#romance  #poetry 
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Written by Tylasmith in portal Micropoetry

rainclouds

you´re the cloud 

and 

I am the rain

that 

comes 

      out 

       of

          It 

 I 

drip 

   drop,

                drip,

drip,

teardrops 

that 

       f

           a

          l

              l

 down

             your 

           chest 

that dribble 

onto your lips 

waiting for your mouth 

to engulf 

me 

in your Love 

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Written by Tylasmith in portal Micropoetry
rainclouds
you´re the cloud 
and 
I am the rain
that 
comes 
      out 
       of
          It 
 I 
drip 

   drop,
                drip,
drip,

teardrops 
that 
       f
           a
          l
              l
 down
             your 
           chest 
that dribble 
onto your lips 
waiting for your mouth 
to engulf 
me 
in your Love 
#romance  #poetry  #rainingforyou 
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Written by Shells in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Youth and Young Love and a bottle of Jack

I kicked my dreams into a shadowy point

In some dive bar out west

It was a pour man's on the road 

With a Kate Spade bag

And Kentucky fried tits

Some hopeless hipster wannabe on some soul searching 

Desperate drive to feel

Too feel something, I guess, anything to numb the numbness until the void

Didn't feel vague

Some half-assed heroin arms and tequila licked breath

I strike a match to smell the flame and I'm breathing in the 

Parliament smell 

And the smoke makes it 

Easy

To forget 

The smell of sex on leather seats

Reduced now to a broke down

Beemer 

In a Western sky

I'd call this rock bottom

But the landings still cushioned by liqoured lips and a bouncing brain.

  

Drained out bottles and Dramamine on the rocks. 

A Carrie Bradshaw

dream of Charlottes and shoes

Just some 90s kid's and the sweet sad sounds

 

oF soft 90's grunge 

And a Versace flask in

agrandmother's pearl trimmed clutch. 

Silent nights and empty cheers to harrowing skies and the adolescent pains of

the coming of age

Just a classic tale of youth and Young Love and bottle of Jack on Beacon

Hill 

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Written by Shells in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Youth and Young Love and a bottle of Jack
I kicked my dreams into a shadowy point
In some dive bar out west
It was a pour man's on the road 
With a Kate Spade bag
And Kentucky fried tits
Some hopeless hipster wannabe on some soul searching 
Desperate drive to feel
Too feel something, I guess, anything to numb the numbness until the void
Didn't feel vague

Some half-assed heroin arms and tequila licked breath
I strike a match to smell the flame and I'm breathing in the 
Parliament smell 
And the smoke makes it 
Easy
To forget 

The smell of sex on leather seats
Reduced now to a broke down
Beemer 
In a Western sky

I'd call this rock bottom
But the landings still cushioned by liqoured lips and a bouncing brain.
  
Drained out bottles and Dramamine on the rocks. 

A Carrie Bradshaw
dream of Charlottes and shoes

Just some 90s kid's and the sweet sad sounds

 
oF soft 90's grunge 
And a Versace flask in
agrandmother's pearl trimmed clutch. 

Silent nights and empty cheers to harrowing skies and the adolescent pains of
the coming of age
Just a classic tale of youth and Young Love and bottle of Jack on Beacon
Hill 
#romance  #horror  #adventure  #culture  #mourning 
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Chapter 35 of Of Love, Loss & Loneliness
Written by Cross in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Your Velvet Stars

Sometimes,

A stone is just a stone;

And the ocean,

Simply a body of water.

Sometimes,

The stars are only distant suns;

And velvet,

But a fabric.

This time, however,

A stone is

My shattered heart.

-Heavy and hard-

Harsh and cold.

The ocean is

The vastness of your love.

Untamed, wild;

Consuming.

The stars are

Your shining eyes

-Casting their light

To dispel my darkness-.

And velvet is

Your flawless skin.

Your heavenly touch

On my sandpaper soul.

No finely crafted metaphors

-No words of unspoken beauty-

Can surpass the perfection

Of you.

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Chapter 35 of Of Love, Loss & Loneliness
Written by Cross in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Your Velvet Stars
Sometimes,
A stone is just a stone;
And the ocean,
Simply a body of water.

Sometimes,
The stars are only distant suns;
And velvet,
But a fabric.

This time, however,
A stone is
My shattered heart.
-Heavy and hard-
Harsh and cold.

The ocean is
The vastness of your love.
Untamed, wild;
Consuming.

The stars are
Your shining eyes
-Casting their light
To dispel my darkness-.

And velvet is
Your flawless skin.
Your heavenly touch
On my sandpaper soul.


No finely crafted metaphors
-No words of unspoken beauty-
Can surpass the perfection
Of you.
#romance  #poetry  #love  #LLL 
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Written by Tylasmith in portal Micropoetry

kissing petals

your frostbite lips 

met my spring feelings

before I knew it I was 

I blooming again 

at your touch 

opening wide 

and flowering 

at the crack of dawn 

attached to your stem 

and entangled 

in your leaves 

embracing the full 

impact of 

this tulip like  love 

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Written by Tylasmith in portal Micropoetry
kissing petals
your frostbite lips 
met my spring feelings
before I knew it I was 
I blooming again 
at your touch 
opening wide 
and flowering 
at the crack of dawn 
attached to your stem 
and entangled 
in your leaves 
embracing the full 
impact of 
this tulip like  love 


#romance  #poetry  #somethingsweet 
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Love never grows old

Have you ever been deprived of the one thing that your heart beat the most for?!

Have you felt completely empty after you've lost your most prized possession?!

well I have and this is my story!

My name is Theodore.

I'm an old wizened man who's children have taken pleasure in disowning. I am a solivagant awaitng my journey of love to begin from where it has been left off.

35 years ago, I fell in love with a rare diamond that would reflect love even when a huge ray of sadness had fallen on it.

she was my most prized possession. The minute I laid eyes on her, I knew we were destined to be one.

After a year of us falling in love, We got married and had beautifull kids. she was overjoyed with the thought of starting a new family.

It was all so perfect. But then 5 years ago, it all changed.

You see life isn't in favour of eveyone all the time. It had to show us both sides- the happy one and the dreaded one filled with ounces of sorrow. Unfortunately, the happy days for us were over.

My precious wife Sofie, had been plunged into the world of a person controlled by a disease.

It was Alzheimer's disease that had crushed her memories and twisted her brain in all ways possible. It was alzheimer's disease that built an indestructible wall between us.

And that's when the nightmare began! She slowily started forgetting things. She turned into a child- a needy child, who's life depended on another soul to be taken care of. She was unable to remember things including me.

Our children had completely washed off their hands. They weren't strong enough. At least thats what their excuse to me was.

I didn't think much of it. I was more tormented with the idea of losing my Sofie.

I still couldn't let go of my jewel. I fed her, cleaned her, dressed her and comforted her.

At times she would wail in the nights, howling in pain, telling me that she didn't want to forget me or the memories we made. I would hug her as tight as I could and whisper sweet things into her ears as tears would slide down my cheeks.

The pain didn't stop. It just went on and on and on.

Eventually it took over her. she became hollow. she forgot all about me. At times when I tried to explain to her who I was, she would look at me with eyes that were filled with confusion. Her curious eyes would search me up and down, trying to figure out if I had a connection with her in any way. But her memory was crushed into pieces, so eventually she gave up searching for my identity.

It came to a state where Sofie had to be admitted at the hospital.

She was getting worse.

On January 2, 1998 at around 5:48 am, I received a call from the hospital. I rushed over as fast as my weak legs could carry me, to see for myself if what the doctor told me was true.

I had to see for myself if the painful words he mouthed was as heartbreaking as it had sounded.

I entered room 5..it seemed darker than usual- maybe because the light of her smile was no-more.

I nervously walked over and saw my Sofie laying lifeless in bed.

I couldn't hold my pain in any longer..I immediately broke down. I felt my heart shatter into a million pieces. I fell on my knees at the side of her bed, clutching her hands and wept like a child who had just lost his mother to a demon.

'How dare that demon take Sofie away from me?!'

I kissed her wrinkled cheeks as my tears rolled down and fell on her beautiful face.

I felt someone's hands on my shoulder. I turned around only to face the nurse who had tears in her eyes as well. she hugged me and told me everything would be fine. But I didn't believe her-not even for a second!

How could anything be fine anymore when Sofie had left along with my heart.

A few days later, my children gathered for her funeral. They mourned just like everyone else. They tried to comfort me but it wasn't enough.

I returned home feeling hopeless and alone.

My eldest daughter offered me a stay at her three bedroom apartment but I refused.

I couldn't leave the old cottage that me and sofie had created tons of unforgettable memories at. So I decided to return to our house which would never feel as warm and welcoming again.

After a few weeks of mourning. I started visiting the park. It became an habit. I went there almost everyday in search of peace. It was the same park me and Sofie would have our little picnics at. I would take my violin along-the only instrument I was able concur at producing a few imperfect melodies. I would sit on the old wooden bench that seemed to be fading with time just like me.

It was my favourite place because I could see the two maple trees who stood a feet feet away from each other.

Those maple tress....

I cannot explain what comfort they gave me so I've written a short poem about them.

Its for sofie

I know somewhere up above in the heavens, she will be gald to see an old chap like me taking effort to write her a poem. At least that's what I think this is!

So here goes nothing..

'To the love of my life,

Who left me in a state of loneliness

I'm still that shabby old man,

Trying to master the art of making new friends.

I visit the park,

And sit on that comforting wooden bench

And take out my violin,

For the need of melody, to satisfy my quench.

I play for my two friends,

The two red maple trees

Who remind me of a once happy couple,

Who was none other than you and me.

My life after you, was similar to a gas chamber,

Filled with the air of melancholy

For I was a lost soul,

Who found relaxation in solitude and harmony.

But these two maple trees,

Seem to put a smile on my face

When they dance to the tune,

I so mistakenly play.

Their branches would sway,

From the left to the right

While their leaves would bear the colours,

Of a setting sunlight.

Their leaves would mingle,

With each other as one

Dancing to the melody,

I would let from my violin run.

I visit the park,

Almost everyday

To meet my new friends,

And let my violin play.

Their branches would sway happily,

When I'm done for the day

Murmuring words of thanks,

For the melody that I played.

I come here everyday,

To see you and me

Dancing to the pleasure of the music notes,

Oh how much I miss you my lovely dear Sofie.'

-Don't worry my dear Sofia.

I'm sure I will join you in the heavens soon.

until then I ask that you wait for me my love. So we can continue our simple little love story till the end of time-.

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Love never grows old

Have you ever been deprived of the one thing that your heart beat the most for?!
Have you felt completely empty after you've lost your most prized possession?!
well I have and this is my story!

My name is Theodore.
I'm an old wizened man who's children have taken pleasure in disowning. I am a solivagant awaitng my journey of love to begin from where it has been left off.
35 years ago, I fell in love with a rare diamond that would reflect love even when a huge ray of sadness had fallen on it.
she was my most prized possession. The minute I laid eyes on her, I knew we were destined to be one.
After a year of us falling in love, We got married and had beautifull kids. she was overjoyed with the thought of starting a new family.
It was all so perfect. But then 5 years ago, it all changed.
You see life isn't in favour of eveyone all the time. It had to show us both sides- the happy one and the dreaded one filled with ounces of sorrow. Unfortunately, the happy days for us were over.
My precious wife Sofie, had been plunged into the world of a person controlled by a disease.
It was Alzheimer's disease that had crushed her memories and twisted her brain in all ways possible. It was alzheimer's disease that built an indestructible wall between us.
And that's when the nightmare began! She slowily started forgetting things. She turned into a child- a needy child, who's life depended on another soul to be taken care of. She was unable to remember things including me.
Our children had completely washed off their hands. They weren't strong enough. At least thats what their excuse to me was.
I didn't think much of it. I was more tormented with the idea of losing my Sofie.
I still couldn't let go of my jewel. I fed her, cleaned her, dressed her and comforted her.
At times she would wail in the nights, howling in pain, telling me that she didn't want to forget me or the memories we made. I would hug her as tight as I could and whisper sweet things into her ears as tears would slide down my cheeks.
The pain didn't stop. It just went on and on and on.
Eventually it took over her. she became hollow. she forgot all about me. At times when I tried to explain to her who I was, she would look at me with eyes that were filled with confusion. Her curious eyes would search me up and down, trying to figure out if I had a connection with her in any way. But her memory was crushed into pieces, so eventually she gave up searching for my identity.
It came to a state where Sofie had to be admitted at the hospital.
She was getting worse.

On January 2, 1998 at around 5:48 am, I received a call from the hospital. I rushed over as fast as my weak legs could carry me, to see for myself if what the doctor told me was true.
I had to see for myself if the painful words he mouthed was as heartbreaking as it had sounded.
I entered room 5..it seemed darker than usual- maybe because the light of her smile was no-more.
I nervously walked over and saw my Sofie laying lifeless in bed.
I couldn't hold my pain in any longer..I immediately broke down. I felt my heart shatter into a million pieces. I fell on my knees at the side of her bed, clutching her hands and wept like a child who had just lost his mother to a demon.
'How dare that demon take Sofie away from me?!'
I kissed her wrinkled cheeks as my tears rolled down and fell on her beautiful face.
I felt someone's hands on my shoulder. I turned around only to face the nurse who had tears in her eyes as well. she hugged me and told me everything would be fine. But I didn't believe her-not even for a second!
How could anything be fine anymore when Sofie had left along with my heart.

A few days later, my children gathered for her funeral. They mourned just like everyone else. They tried to comfort me but it wasn't enough.
I returned home feeling hopeless and alone.
My eldest daughter offered me a stay at her three bedroom apartment but I refused.
I couldn't leave the old cottage that me and sofie had created tons of unforgettable memories at. So I decided to return to our house which would never feel as warm and welcoming again.

After a few weeks of mourning. I started visiting the park. It became an habit. I went there almost everyday in search of peace. It was the same park me and Sofie would have our little picnics at. I would take my violin along-the only instrument I was able concur at producing a few imperfect melodies. I would sit on the old wooden bench that seemed to be fading with time just like me.
It was my favourite place because I could see the two maple trees who stood a feet feet away from each other.
Those maple tress....
I cannot explain what comfort they gave me so I've written a short poem about them.

Its for sofie
I know somewhere up above in the heavens, she will be gald to see an old chap like me taking effort to write her a poem. At least that's what I think this is!

So here goes nothing..

'To the love of my life,
Who left me in a state of loneliness
I'm still that shabby old man,
Trying to master the art of making new friends.

I visit the park,
And sit on that comforting wooden bench
And take out my violin,
For the need of melody, to satisfy my quench.

I play for my two friends,
The two red maple trees
Who remind me of a once happy couple,
Who was none other than you and me.

My life after you, was similar to a gas chamber,
Filled with the air of melancholy
For I was a lost soul,
Who found relaxation in solitude and harmony.

But these two maple trees,
Seem to put a smile on my face
When they dance to the tune,
I so mistakenly play.

Their branches would sway,
From the left to the right
While their leaves would bear the colours,
Of a setting sunlight.

Their leaves would mingle,
With each other as one
Dancing to the melody,
I would let from my violin run.

I visit the park,
Almost everyday
To meet my new friends,
And let my violin play.

Their branches would sway happily,
When I'm done for the day
Murmuring words of thanks,
For the melody that I played.

I come here everyday,
To see you and me
Dancing to the pleasure of the music notes,
Oh how much I miss you my lovely dear Sofie.'

-Don't worry my dear Sofia.
I'm sure I will join you in the heavens soon.
until then I ask that you wait for me my love. So we can continue our simple little love story till the end of time-.

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Written by brieannekt in portal Poetry & Free Verse

lotuslove

Savage hearts in bloom.

Conventional life came too soon.

I didn't trust the universe, yet it's

given me a muse for this verse.

Catching feelings so deep.

Underground without a sound.

I loved you from the start as you slowly

Entered my heart.

I don't need "you" to be complete.

You're in me, matching my every heartbeat.

Ego softens as I watch this lotus grow, knowing that you know.

Love kills fear with every dripping tear.

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Written by brieannekt in portal Poetry & Free Verse
lotuslove
Savage hearts in bloom.
Conventional life came too soon.
I didn't trust the universe, yet it's
given me a muse for this verse.
Catching feelings so deep.
Underground without a sound.
I loved you from the start as you slowly
Entered my heart.
I don't need "you" to be complete.
You're in me, matching my every heartbeat.
Ego softens as I watch this lotus grow, knowing that you know.
Love kills fear with every dripping tear.

picture source: flowerstock
dreamstime.com
Image: 43237570
#fantasy  #fiction  #romance  #adventure  #poetry  #mystery  #spirituality  #culture 
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