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Submitted by Amari
'Every tear you shed sparks a fire in my chest.'
Write a poem opening or concluding with this line.
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Silas looks at me in the hallway.
I walk without making eye contact, and I push my hair to ensure it covers the bruises.
I don’t want him to know.
I don’t want anyone to know.
The noise of conversations bring me at ease.
I am okay.
I am okay.
I am-
Not okay.
I feel Silas’ molten stare burn into me.
Do I risk a glance? Yes. I look over and sure enough he’s staring.
But not out of worry, n...
Wind howls, tornados swirl.
Lightning flashes, thunder roars.
Trees snap, people fly.
“You said you wouldn’t leave!”
“You promised!”
We stand in the middle of the winds.
Amongst the calmest of the storm.
Muted screams, deafening cries.
A tear shed, raindrops fall.
“Where are you?”
“Why did you leave?”
He stands, raindrops in his eyes.
Muddy colored eyes like the wet ground.
“I’m sorry.”
“You...
I want to take your troubles away
All the worries and all the pain
Watching you crumble is breaking me
You are all l ever wanted to be
You brought me into this world
I can't watch you leave it
That thought hurts
I never want to see it
I want to hold you and take it away
For a while you haven’t been the same
Every tear you shed sparks a fire in my chest
All you do is try your best
Please be st...
Explicit. ❗❗❗🤬
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A spotless canvas - little covering.
Displayed with the flashing
lights and clangorous music.
The smell of
cheap beer,
loud pot,
and sheer lust
clinging to the air.
Music vibrates the stage.
The sound resonates
off of the pole
- as she clutches it
between her legs.
The canvas moves to the melody.
...
Every tear you shed,
Sparks a fire in my chest.
I am jealous of the feelings,
Jealous because I am impressed.
I couldn’t feel a tiny thing,
For my emotions have turned numb.
There wasn’t room for any pain,
When my long day was done.
I wish that I could hurt that way,
A way that makes me sad.
But I take every giant loss,
And pretend that I am glad.
Denial is my favourite thing,
Though it makes m...
Every tear you shed sparks a fire in my chest
I know I should have you back in my arms
You cheek nuzzled up against my breast
Mother and son
Just chilling and in love
I never meant to break my word
Everything I’ve been doing
Is to get back to you
You are my quest
My person
My son
And the best thing
I’ve done on this planet...
It’s difficult,
Watching your heart break.
Knowing there is nothing I can do,
To make it better.
I’d do anything to make it stop,
But it isn’t enough.
Isn’t enough to stop the hurt you are feeling,
Isn’t enough for you to go back to how you were,
And that hurts me.
It hurts me watching you hurt.
Every time you cry it hurts me,
Angers me,
Every tear you shed sparks a fire in my chest....
Every tear you shed sparks a fire in my chest.
I never meant to make you cry,
That was my last intention.
But the world works in mysterious ways,
Putting people together,
And then tearing them apart,
Just to entertain itself.
I never meant to make you cry,
I still love you.
But I don’t think that’s enough anymore.
We were good while we lasted,
But too many arguments were had,
And to...
every tear you shed sparks a fire in my chest,
the gap between us, an uninvited guest,
the flames lick at my heart, burning,
at the pit of my stomach, a lonely yearning,
we never talk in public, yet text all night,
you know my each and every plight,
when the waterfalls gush from your eyes,
i do admit, a part of me dies,
i feel anger, hot and red,
i feel sadness, a numb sensation in my head,
i wa...
Every tear you shed sparks a fire in my chest.
Seeing you in pain will never put my thoughts to rest.
I cared for you, like you were family.
I thought for the few years you were gonna live happily.
Now I see life is full of bumps and falls, you gotta learn how to crawl before you walk.
I never wanted to see you like this nor did I want to have this talk.
I can’t help this thought but, You Need...
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