short story made into a poem

So what now?

His question was

Followed by

An awkward silence

His eyes longing

For those three

Words to be said

His breathing was

Shallow and soft

His whole world

Would pause until

I gave my answer

Once spoken it couldn’t be taken back

Once spoken everyone would know

Once spoken everything would change

I knew his reply

Yet fear still hit me.

Those three small words

Mean the world to him

Everyone else says it

Without a second thought,

So why is it so hard for me?

Wanna go out?

We return to our recess.

Create your own reality

“So what now?” his question was followed by an awkward silence. His eyes were longing for those three words to be said. His breathing was shallow and soft. His whole world would pause until I gave my answer. Once spoken it couldn’t be taken back. Once spoken everyone would know. Once spoken everything would change. I knew his reply yet fear still hit me. Those three small words mean the world to him. Everyone else says it without a second thought, so why is it so hard for me?

I finally say, “Wanna go out?” he quickly replies yes and we return to our recess.

Create your own reality

“You’re my friend right?” I asked nervously as I started to pick at my nails. He looked at me waiting for a reason to my blunt question. I sat there waiting. An awkward silence was soon broken by him uttering a questioning ‘yes’. “Will you do me a favour?” I asked, this time now looking him dead in the eyes.

“Ummm sure, I guess.” He replied, more confused now than ever. Any other day I would have asked for a pencil or to throw thing out for me. However today I had finally built up all my courage to ask him to kiss me. He was startled at first, wasn’t too sure of what I said. His blue eyes dreading the terrible ‘just kidding’ he was expecting to follow.

“I’m serious by the way,” my mind was running through every negative situation that could now happen. My heart was racing now more than ever. All of a sudden my heart stopped, there was silence and it was perfect. His lips against mine mixed with my fingers running through his brown wavy hair created utter excellence.

Create your own reality

“Why are you hands so cold?” he asked as he held my right hand in his. His thumb was gently sweeping over my knuckles. His eyes fixated on my hand, questioning with a hint of concern.

“Because my heart has stopped beating,” I said with an empty look on my face. He jumped to attention and was now looking at me with the eyes of a lost puppy. So confused, so worried. I said nothing more. He waited for the words to start flowing but I wasn’t going to explain. His puppy dog eyes no longer confused, he understood. No matter how hard he tried he knew he wasn’t the one who could restart my circulation.

Your Turn

You see it in the way he smiles,

You hear it in his lies.

Constant denials,

As tears fill your eyes.

All you want is to believe,

You’ll never let him see.

You’ve been taught to deceive,

Lock it up, toss the key.

You can question, wonder why,

But you know it wouldn’t matter.

You can say he is just a guy,

And that he’ll be better.

Yet as your tossing and turning,

Images fill your mind.

Every touch, every kiss burning,

Till to happiness you are blind.

You feel it’s you that doesn’t belong,

As joy fades from memory.

He tells you that it’s all wrong,

Yet you can’t let things be.

You’ll obsess about it for awhile,

Then the truth finally hits you.

No long can u hide in denial,

One heart can’t love two.

The choice was yours to make,

Yet you knew you were too late.

Now her heart he is free to take,

You left it up to fate.

Colour Me Happy

Purple, pink, yellow and blue,
The only colours he shared with u.
Purple the colour of your bruises,
The thought still confuses.
Pink the colour of your eyes,
As your heart slowly cries.
Yellow the colour of your fingers,
The smell of each smoke still lingers.
Blue the colour of his eyes,
The only reason you believed his lies!

To leave

At 9:00pm she is gone.
Before she leaves
So many to please
She has nothing left to lose
Oh what to chose
To hold on with all her might
Stay and win the fight
Or drift away to a calming place
No more impossibility to chase
Free of worries and strife
All she has to do is take the knife
Her crying stops
The knife drops
Finally at peace inside
What a beautiful suicide
At 9:00 pm she is gone.

Peace

Peace is as white as a dove soaring through the air. It sounds like children playing and laughing on a warm summers day. The scent of the first blooming flowers of spring brings peace to a heart. Peace is a warm hug on a cold winter night, and it tastes like cookies straight from the oven. Peace is my only feeling when I’m with you. When I’m with you I’m at peace with the world.

Personification

Sitting quietly, doing his work for the day. Biting down with his two front teeth on anything that comes his way. He likes to keep things organized and neat. Every morning ready to great. His smile always showing. His two front teeth never growing. Sitting on the desk of Mr. Kapler, he is the handy dandy stapler.

When light first comes

When light first comes it peeks through the windows. White drapes pulled back by the angels. When light first comes it crawls over the clothes. A red sweater hung over the chair in the corner. When light first comes it glistens off the grey hair flowing over the pillow. When light first comes it brings a silence. Not a sound can be heard, not even a heartbeat. When light first comes, she leaves.

Dancing field

The rising sun peeks up on the morning field, the children come. The graceful wind sways through the afternoon field, the children play. When the glistening moon shines over the midnight field, and the children dream,
The field,
Starts to,
Dance.

To him <3

<3 <3 <3 <3<3 <3 <3 <3<3 <3 <3 <3<3 <3 <3 <3<3 <3 <3 <3<3 <3 <3 <3<3 <3
You make my heart flutter,
And melt like butter.
Though that doesn’t make sense...
I need no defence.
I seem to calm you down,
Though you’ll walk across town,
Not bus or let me pay,
To see me every day,
(I love you anyway).
I wish you’d smile always,
It seems to fill my days,
With unicorns and a rainbow,
...Fuck that! They blow!
I may not be prep,
And I got a bad rep,
A bad influence too,
But I don’t want to change you.
You seem to be good for me,
And you can handle my insanity.
I fall harder with every kiss,
Though I make fun of your white out-ness
I think your gun is hot ;)
And your blue walls... not
I may be a tease,
Bring you to your knees,
But it’s good to know I’m still wanted,
As to my friends you’re flaunted.
The duct tape was a reason to see you,
But now I don’t need an excuse too.
‘Crazy’ isn’t it?
Tehe your tongue I’ve bit.
Uch I hate when u put your tongue there,
And I know u know where!
Though it’s illegal what we do,
Only because you’re a hundred and two
Nah I’m just joken‘
Why is it your always broken?
How long till you understand,
That our tickle wars never end grand?
What else can I put in here?
OH! You have no proof I’ve shed a tear!
Well I guess what I’m leading up too...
Is that I truly do love you <3
<3 <3 <3 <3 <3<3 <3 <3 <3<3 <3 <3 <3<3 <3 <3 <3<3 <3 <3 <3<3 <3 <3

Chaos

Black out the buildings,
Burn the bridges,
Stir up the waters,
Freeze out the sun,
Set fire in the streets,
Let the wind tear up the trees.
Create chaos in my city within.

If Only

Behind the willows you will find
An Eden brimmed in dew
Hidden from the world in mind
But shown just for you

A tree centered in this haven
It’s Beautiful and strong
With flowers red as raven
All seems to belong

Surrounded by a patch of grass
Green as you ever seen
Room for you to glimpse and pass
To remain serene

As time does fade and seasons change
You watch as the tree grows
Whispers in the wind so strange
It speaks as if it knows

And as days come by and then leave
Sinful weeds start to bloom
Deceiving you to believe
Fighting for the room


And as the long, warm months go by
More and more weeds do show
No matter how hard you try
The weeds will still grow

After a while you stop trying
Just sit and let it pass
All the while the tree’s dying
Weeds take up the grass

Now in the heaven you’ve come to
All’s heard are weeps and cries
From the flowers, leaves and you
The tree slowly dies

Now coming true are your worst fears
If you had kept to it
Then your love would have reached ears
You shouldn’t have quit

Faded, withered and broken
All that’s left of the tree
You speak the words unspoken

‘All my life, I will love thee’

Regret

I may sleep soon, I may forget
But I wont forget that i regret
Every tear past shed
Every long night in your bed
All the lies that you told me
What could of your reason be?
I regret giving you my heart
An act not so smart
I'll regret giving all my love to you
You promised you'd be true
But the thing I'll always regret
Is that day we first met.

To be seen

You hide your heart with every breath
Your tears held back with a blink
His smirk means death
He breaks u with a wink
You wish u had a spot light
You wish he knew
He sees you only as that one night
To him you’re nothing new

A Poem In a Note

A heart, though hidden speaks true
Speak of love, a winged heart flew
Care is heavy, that he knew
You are care, and care must keep you

A kind sweet gentle child
Be always like the lamb so mild
Silence when thy heart is riled
Golden through and through

What ails my darling thus to cry?
A soaring spirit not to fly?
A caring wanderer drawing nye
Take you, a land of sweet nothings to

A silver tongue no longer held
Whispered thoughts finally yelled
Thy hearts no longer quelled
In hopes to start anew

One love shared between two
In reality skies soon turn blue
A heart, though hidden speaks true
Speak of love, a winged heart flew