Where do I put the love?
If
If only I could stop loving you...
Come Back
MOOD
Footsteps
I need him. Utterly. In every way.
Wanton
People always have the wrong expectations of people they never give a chance to know. And yet we carry that burden.
Good vs Lonely
A quote & a photo
Nightlight
Hope is a fragile thing
Micropoetry
Some micropoetry I hadn't intended to share but now I am sharing anyway because, rebel.
Cold Front
I wasn't prepared for winter
Exiled
Banished from his heart
Commute
Freestyle midday rhyme about depression and love
Core
An apple a day keeps me starving
Eyes Open
*sigh* seething
Connections
We are a modern-day Romeo and Juliet; I just hope we get a better ending, they died... (a freestyle flow)
Dirt
A poem about triangulation. There'd be zero issues if they were "just friends". But they're not, and he doesn't love her but she's got her hooks in him anyway fully knowing she's keeping him from TRUE LOVE or any real chance of HAPPINESS
Fingertips
If only fingers were used for healing...
Clue
I'd wait for you forever but I need you now, tomorrow, forever, in any way but this way.
Space
Nothingness am I
Homeless
Where do I put the love?
Haunting
He is everywhere inside me. A micropoem about confusion and worry. And a little bit of love.
Tree of Life
Let's carve our names in our tree! 🙂 A poem about togetherness and separation. And how badly I crave his garden. (If you're reading this, I love you if you didn't already know).
Awareness
Awake to reason
Stones
CROSSROADS. MISTAKES. SINS. DEPRESSION. HOPELESSNESS.
Debris
I am a wasteland
Ghost Island
Island of a thousand fucking tears - depression fucking avenue - loneliness - isolation - heartbreak - unrequited love
Netherworld
A poem about the devil in hell or about depression. Depression IS hell.
Silver
They always want the young silver instead of the rare gold.
Winter Season
Cold love
Yearning
I need him
Karma
There it was, labeled to me - I, the addresseeTrying on lovers because revenge tasted sweetlyInserting the blade ever so neatly -Ensuring the heart was severed completely Burning through dreams like an oil field in the night Running out of fuel and the zest for a life Looking back but never having any foresight Dancing…
Emotional Cargo
We are all carrying such heavy loads. A poem about that.
Sheepskin
Depression is ugly business... a poem says it's so.
Depression
Keeping it real, yo. A poem about depression.
Grant me a Pardon
No matter what I do he's on my mind...
Black Star
To dream a life of pleasure, Reside a world of hell. Demands partial reason, Denies existence well. A star so dimly lit, Still reached the darkest soul. And in her heart he bit, Consumed it, left a hole. © Delia Ross. 2010
Chasing Ghosts
We've been lost on the same road Making circles back again We've been chasing all the ghost Who will destroy us in the end Along the way we have passed Pretending each were a friend How long can we last Avoiding roads full of sin What test do we pass Where does the road to…
Through To You
Is there a special niche needed to get through to you? How much time should one have to pursue? You threw down the gauntlets and then you withdrew You said you'd be back but it's clear that we're through I could wait long hours and it's something you knew Feeling something real has been long…
Severed Connections
Always alone, what else do we know? We have grown accustomed to loom Universally we stand connected By lines to each other's doom How erroneous to accept The progress of dreaming, The TV is on, my computer is streaming All the world is aglow... © Delia Ross. 2010
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