Poetry and quote image archive.

i sway with blue twine in red we became purple a vibrant hue weights which couldn’t move i said hello to a starlight horror who said goodbye  with a whisper far from here i spoke his name the lust from the tip of my ton…

The happiness in the back of my voice, that was yours. The sadness as I stood at your door, that was yours too. I was the hopeless you needed which is how we aligned so intergalactically.

ringing my name he calls with a dying need of his own correction he worked under a deep demise  i wondered if things were kept if we were meant  to play in death and there goes a shoe wondering how far he’d run if he’d …

i long dark corners at night whims in a bind the moon i dance how grass was viridescent life was shades of pink purples and divine his eyes turn with the glossy moon to pictures of you waves in a cry the rapids they pul…

The irony is that my poetry is sad when I’m happy and happy when I’m sad.

he spoke with dignity beneath i looked with a tight laugh dark eyes circles beneath he drank to succumb my motions were once the actions in which he was he danced with a loveless love lights flashing motions tipping we …

bruised with deceit eyes which were once lovely we sit upon glistening atop i loved his ways light of his eyes his shades and truth things you’d imagine from blue but i fumble before his walls creating dark from light w…

I believe we meet people who are incredibly right, yet wholeheartedly wrong in every aspect to our wellbeing. We see a person who stands with greatness, an aptitude for infinite possibilities, and we believe our future …

i slip on his grasp from the tip of his tongue with words he never meant conversations which seemed endless went from weights to why slow dances under the starlight he dimmed my mind fed me a dark high  we talked of thi…

Some people you’re not meant to get over.