New one! So this one’s called Onyx, and it’s really got an interesting atmosphere. It just kind of appeared while I was writing it, so I just went with it. Anyways… Enjoy!

Open arms, soft eyes, tired mind, sweet soul, good heart, careful steps, small smiles, shades of grey, fearless facade, quiet whispers, loaded looks, learned self-antipathy, short fuse, lying mirrors, careless strength, hidden thoughts, muddled colours, black ink, burdened shoulders, set jaw.

Hey guys! I have another one! I have been uploading a lot this month. It’s really quite impressive. Anyways, Midnight’s about someone who just recently started letting me in, and I know for sure that I don’t know everything about them, but this is a start at least. Whenever I feel like writing one of these though, I have to randomly ask them their favourite colour, and it’s always really out of context of whatever we’re talking about. I’m pretty sure they’re all wondering if I’m actually interested in whatever we’re talking about, cause I’ll just come out of the blue while we’re talking about something super deep and ask them their favourite colours. I’m not great at being subtle. Wow I went off on a tangent… Here’s Midnight.

Secret smiles, gentle laughs, guarded heart, careful words, distrustful demeanor, simple pleasures, anxious hands, restless soul, busy mind, empty nights, honest eyes, shut doors, racing thoughts, lonely house, unsheltered past, veiled present.

So this is another one, and this one is based off of someone I don’t know as well as the other two, so this one may be slightly less accurate and more looking through rose coloured glasses. Anyways, here’s Amber.

Sunny words, old songs, calm demeanor, cautious steps, clear head, subtle distractions, heavy books, open arms, prized possessions, foggy mornings, shadowed past, secret glances, fiery defences, innocent heart, beleaguered eyes, resilient soul, troubled memories, safe home.

Here’s another! I might stick these all into one post when I’m done them all, but for now I’ll leave them separate.

Groggy mornings, pretty stories, soft touches, the smell of sawdust, goofy laughs, late-night conversations, nervous hands, empty words, lost eyes, pink lips, tear-streaked cheeks, tortured soul, doubtful mind, incredible sunsets, wandering thoughts, glowing heart, perfect storm.

Okay so, I was reading these really beautiful tumblr posts about types of people, and they created such a vibrant perfect picture in my head that I knew I had to try to write one of my own. Now mine aren’t types of people per se, but rather real people I know in real life, people who I decided to turn into poetry. The titles don’t have anything to do with anything, they’re just the person’s favourite colour. I’ll be making this a bit of a series, which I’ll be calling colours, and I may or may not continue it… We’ll see. Anyways, here’s Turquoise.

Wide smiles, dusty books, earphones as a lifeline, forgotten dreams, fluttering snowflakes, overthinking, tired eyes, loving fantasies, inked veins, beautiful promises, broken heart, scribbled diary entries, stargazing, whispered secrets, soft kisses, angry music, shaky sobs, deep breaths, lonely nights, aching regrets.