Words[poetry, flash fiction, novels] and worlds from a writer called Lu. I sometimes post my photography.
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Our love is a garden
A garden that has rare flowers, bugs of all types,
And weeds.
You and i are the gardeners.
Do you tend to our flowers, our bugs, our weeds?
You let it blossom
We let it blossom into something beautiful
Sometimes we forget to water our garden
To care for it
Vines grew
With thorns we never knew
Till now
It’s okay to step away
It’s okay to take a break
The shovel, the watering can,
All of it will be here waiting
For you
For our love to bloom
I understand that you blink and life goes by
You blink and everything is not
What it once was
Regrets from a princess,
Or a knight
Let’s call it a night.
My heart beckons me to your every call.
It races, it leaps, frolicking in some poisonous daises.
Why doesn’t it know any better?
Each day is a lesson learned
Each day is a prayer earned.
My hatred for syrup is the same as my feelings- a sticky situation that i can’t get myself out of.
I want to cry
And i cry.
I’m angry
Again.
I’m let down
Again
To have met you was not a careful thing,
Neither graceful nor patient,
And we definitely didn’t know what we were
Getting ourselves into.
All we know is happiness,
Your presence, and essence scream joy.
You are my warm kindred spirit,
My daring bog creature,
My knight in shining armor
Your lips do wonders
The words that flow from your lips are always spoken with such a passion that makes the angels jealous
When i close my eyes, i can still feel you on my skin
What a blessing you are
From all the prayers I’ve prayed, to be met with your gaze,
My heart won’t stop
Racing
My hands never forgiving,
To let you go is always hard
But to see you once more, i thank the very car you drove in.
CAST the sails and reel the anchors
You reached land
You’ve conquered it, it’s yours now
Just once
Cast the sails again, will you make this
Foreign land your home?
Or will kisses be bombed away with
Gentle intentions?
Could you forget about this island
And perhaps find a better one?
For there isn’t much fruit to bare
And the leaves quake quite
Frequently, those wolves will howl
And those bees will sting.
But you could bring peace and let it be.
So you’ve conquered it.
Fuck! You already know what I’m about to say
I’ve fallen.
Lips have been touched
Body has been hugged
Eyes have been met
Hands have been held
And fuck it – I’m melting
TOO GOOD 2 B TRU
All it ever takes is a couple of days,
Never love at first sight, that shit doesn’t exist
Love from words
Hate from words
In a matter of days
Hidden behind a screen
Is it a love that’s meant to be
A smile that’s easy to give
A heart that’s easy to beat
Just a few words and you let me
Fall fall fall
You can’t catch me
They never do.
But my heart never breaks
For it's too good to be true.
JERK
NO. You haven’t heard me.
Words don’t flow like they use to,
Movements don’t bloom like they use to,
Moments don’t fly like they use to.
You don’t even know the beginning of it.
Chances? Won’t let me take them.
Laughter, you know it so very well.
Mocking is second nature.
JERK-
Oh wait, that’s me.
I’m sorry, was it something you thought?
You contort your body like it's written in your code,
Come hear me hiss. Fear not, I don’t bite- Waiting for your calculated strike.
WX.
I don’t owe you
Anything.
Nothing at all.
I don’t have anything else
To offer.
But you know that – don’t you?
Just look at your damn sweater
I have knit you everything I could
It now has holes and you trip on the
Threads.
Perhaps you would like to tangle
Yourself in those threads
They didn't let you down
You did.
You dig, dig, and dig.
You already know it hurts.
Which is why you’re material for my words
The word that was once life are now words
On a screen, that you’ll never even see.
CUT FROM THE SOURCE
I had to let go,
All those things you said I was
I unraveled,
Became undone,
My bones melted,
My heart unrest-
For it won’t stop beating,
Beating, beating
Because it knows no less
I became unplugged,
Undressed in your layers of
Manipulation,
Unleashed from your cage from
All the ways you Underestimated me.
KNITTED2
Boy you are caught in the threads of your own
Thoughts.
You can’t break through, no.
You trip and stumble over these knitted paths,
They lead you somewhere dark- somewhere distant.
You’ve fallen down the rabbit hole with only the
String as rope to get you out.
You try to reach, but do you really?
Excuses excuses are all that’s ever heard.
Your ball of yarn is lost and you can’t even get out
Of bed.
KNITTED
She had knit you a sweater,
You wear it every day.
You’ve had it sixteen years so-
It’s to no surprise that you'd never throw it away.
The threads follow you like a trail of shadows,
It’s thin and damaged
It smells of hard work
She had knit you a sweater,
You wear it every day
You say it’s disgusting
But you never cleaned it anyway.
She had knit you a sweater,
You hate it with such pain
HEARTBEAT
She’s cold and chilling to the bone
Hollow inside and out
Airy and spacious
She keeps my heart slow
Awake I am
But drowsy eyelids blink and blink
I am in a poisonous trap,
A smooth rhythm that is coming to an end.
Harmonious, a voice so sweet to the ears.
An unforgettable smile, diamond eyes.
She keeps my heart warm that the sun is jealous
Of her.
Come on now,
Don’t you know any better than to be messing with fate?
Tick, tick, tick.
Time ignores your presence, it has no hold on you.
You don’t believe in destiny.
Now it’s time to make the change.
So they are hazel.
The gleam in your eyes, the way the sun hits them, and
Makes you shine.
Your smile-
It beams with life.
I’d love to see you dance, to see your body fly.
You say you can’t sing, and that you’d wish you took
Singing lessons as a kid,
But darling your voice is a river, and it flows and flows
And flows,
Sure, you’re not peaceful, my chaotic little sunshine,
I love the way you toss and turn throughout the
Night. You’re blindingly breathtaking. Every word that
Leaves your mouth is passionately formed from your soul
And mind.
You’re a mess.
Not to be cliche- but a beautiful mess. You astonish me
With every move you make.
Your laughter is honey to my ears.
You make me listen, and see peacefully for once.
Dear hazel eyes, please don’t leave my side.
BRIGHT
Greys, blacks, and whites
In a world full of dull
You are my light.
She shines so bright
Vivid dreams come to life
She whispers things
That my heart can’t
Retain
She sings things to my brain
That I just can’t explain
She makes me breathe
Pushing the oxygen from
Her love
Into my lungs
She reaches and pulls
Down the moon and the
Stars.
She goes far.
EVERYTHING
His eyes, oh his eyes were jewels
I wanted to rob him blind
He stared at me like I was something
My heart rushed, jumping in my chest
Why did I feel like I was
Nothing to him?
He whispered to me
“What are we?”
Nothing
Coldness surrounds us
Could we be something?
Could he keep me warm?
“What am I to you?”
I whispered back.
His eyes never left my gaze,
Never blinking
“Everything.”
N.
How to describe someone time isn’t a friend of-
Fate knows your name,
It’s strong, your strong. In your arms, I feel safe,
Until we let go
Music turned all the way up
The only song I wanted to hear was your heart
Harmonious, a voice so sweet to the ears
Fate might not be our friend,
But time knows our name and dammit it demands it so mockingly,
Like a threat.
Dare we prove fate wrong and test the stars? We’ll test the boundaries of life itself.
DATE WITH FATE
To live, to see your face in the future
One day will all be worth it. I know you
Will bring me COUNTLESS smiles, so all the
Hard work now is worth it and brings me one
Step closer to you, to know one day I will
Get to hold your hand again makes
Everything worth it. Someday yeah, but fate
Will bring us together.
WORDS FROM THE HALLWAY
She had spun herself a web- not one of lies nor of truth-
Just a sticky situation to let others come into
It’s quite strange, to be a bird like her
For words and songs aren’t always heard
She declares her faith to one admirer
But the nest and the next she has no desire.
Birds can’t speak but she’s a flyer.
Watch her dive, watch her drive,
Watch her spin her web of crimes.
Watch those tears fall down others' faces,
Will she stop and slow her pace?
Twig legs no longer there,
She’s disgusted and caught in her hair.
Dare she move once more? Fuck those birds and slam the door.
UNKNOWN
Ever so carelessly, you ignore my entire
Being and destroy thoughtless opinions
Of me. Even so, I continue to pest and
Cause thunder to boom inside of your head.
Those wilted flowers will caress your legs
And with one uneasy smile, I admire you
Those thorns wither and twist around
Your arms. I will not scold, I behold your
Truth.
And when it’s over, I’ll give you a cold hug.
For I am the lurking shadow,
I am the unheard footsteps and the candles
That flicker as you rest.
My crown will never falter,
For I am death.
WINTER
The grey skies take over, fuzziness endures
Staying by the fire could be helpful
Just don’t mourn over the storm;
As you sit, gazing at the warm fire
You know you are still cold
From the protection of The lonely winter.
. TREES
A bare witness,
A bare wilderness
Naked but not free
Been used from time and time again
Taken for granted
Tossed to the side when there’s nothing
Left Not even a thank you.
MOONS
Tale of two moons, the one in the sky
And the one in the sea, and
That’s the way it’ll always be
Heart to heart
Eye to eye
Hands apart, and then They slowly pry
I feel sick. Again. Not in control. Again.
Shaken, misplaced, irregular
I have all the words ready to spew out from my faucet,
But they won’t come out, not right now,
And not right. Just jumbled word vomit that smells like grief, aching, and anxiety.
My insides feel all torn up.
All messed up.
Just like my mind.
I’m currently trying to find out if I’m even alive.
This stupid ringing in my ear,
This stupid voice in my head,
This stupid way that I look at him.
Pushing my feelings aside. No longer shoving them down his throat, just my fingers that he loves to suck.
My body that he loves to touch.
My body that is hard for me to touch.
Looking around to see others wanting me but I’m not sure if I even want myself anymore.
Cause he used to want me in a way that made my heart fucking flutter. He used to want me in a way that proclaimed love was real.
I promised to put myself first.
I promised to love myself.
I used to put myself first.
I used to love myself more than I loved anyone else.
I met him and fell down a landslide.
Is it me wanting to get pleasure because it’s so easily accessible, or is it me wanting to get pleasure to erase those feelings, to take me to an out-of-body experience, to just make my brain empty and my body full? I want to be loved, and I want to be cared for. By him. But it’s not possible, not right now, perhaps not ever, just not in the way that I love and care for him. So I’m putting myself first. I will be organized, I will be on time, I will take my medication, I will make my bed and do yoga and see friends. I will have sex for pleasure and to fill that void. I believe that love just isn’t on the menu for me right now. Not right now. I know it will come, I vow it too. But I stop my beckoning. I hold off on the searching and the begging. I’m young. It’s about me.