I know there's no such thing as forever. Intimately I have it carved into my heart flecks of scars line my soul, deep in my veins. Yet I treasure every single moment, every laugh, every smile I give you. I could never give you enough, tiny paper scraps I offer, and you take them so delicately. You help me breathe when I forget who I am. You bring me back to Earth when I go to float away. I know we're not eternal. But it doesn't matter. All I can promise you is this moment, and it's all you can promise me back. That's enough. It was always enough.
i will turn this barren wasteland into a bountiful garden, you'll know me and I'll know you, tragic beginnings to warm endings I'll write my way into your heart and we'll both know we created something beautiful
Not meant to be Meant to be? By who to mean? As intended for free? What it meant to me? And was it so equally? Or reciprocally? What did you mean with: we? Not enough, as I'd plea? Just recreationally, And intermittently? Then finally, We didn’t want equally, And can I not see, A you-and-me, As I meant it to be… Edited and written by Piezometric Poetry on 01-12-2023
One-Lifetime of Nights Stand by Weiss322, literature
Literature
One-Lifetime of Nights Stand
Sun dawns on the horizon, nightly shadows and curtains surrender to the morning lights. I can finally see your face. Each new day I'm happier that I stayed for a lifetime of nights. Usually by now I would be long gone, following the rules of a one-night stand. Only walls would remember me, but they couldn't talk. No letter left, no message sent But this time when I wake up in the morning I know you and I will never part ways. I will stand by you for a lifetime of nights... And a lifetime of days.
For you Postponing tasks onto tomorrow, that I today could easily do. Somehow it is easier when not for myself, but readily, I do them: for you. Edited and written by Piezometric Poetry on 06-09-2022
A couple of birds by PiezometricPoetry, literature
Literature
A couple of birds
A couple of birds A pair on a beam, Watching trains woosh past. Sitting out of the wind, Behind the glass on the overpass. With furry feather close together, Sharing embracing warmth, that matters. Watching events around evolve, Observing what they will not solve. Waiting for weather to improve, To catch food only, will they necessarily move. A couple of birds in love, Their mutual presence, for them, is enough. Edited and written by Piezometric Poetry on 25-02-2023 Poem artwork:
A night of wonder, Not a starry night, But the one with rain tapping on your window, The soothing drops of water, Clicking at the glass, One by one, Tap, tap, Oh what a great evening it was, The sense of you filling the space, Fuelling me up with tons of blaze, A fiery spark within me start, Wondering in which play you would take part, Leaving me with such a wonder, Whom are you I truly ponder? Eyes of beauty and words so tender, Keeping my heart up a true defender, Here we are in a chaotic world, While the nights moon shining like a big beautiful pearl.