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Simone Graves Poems
panic stops here. you never knew my motives never questioned my thoughts on things how could you go and blame me?
I couldn't sleep tonight and so I stretched each muscle in my body. I always tried to get you to stretch with me
I swore I'd keep the monsters out, But she snuck in the room anyway. I crawled into bed and turned out the light I prayed we'd find escape.
another one about you
I lied through my teeth. When you asked if you'd been good to me. I said, "sure, yeah, i always got what i need." And you sat there wasted, and i pretended to breathe.
My Love Is A Tree
A tree is the purest illustration of love Roots planted so deep into the earth, it's unmovable Growing green to the sun shining on its leaves Soaking the water falling deep within the earth
I Fell For A Tragedy
I fell for a tragedy. Collapsed flat on my face at your feet. Prayed and cried that He'd let me sleep. The heat.
I Couldn't Breathe
'You brought me down' were the words she sang that night. Laying flat on her back wishing on the stars in the sky
I Think I'm Breaking Down Again
I need you to listen to me. Need you to hear me out and not speak. I don't know what's ailing me making me feel so ill, so desperate to find a way out.
It's the music that makes me to cry the sound of notes flying makes me feel I could die. It's the highest of highs down from the lowest of lows and when i close eyes shut tight i feel but don't know. I want to ride high on the clouds soaring with the eighths crying on the quarters being held tight by the melody I couldn't touch if I tried. And I want to melt in the sound becoming a puddle of vibrations springing off springs of that little wooden box laying on the black and white keys.
I saw bright lights up ahead. colorful, spinning, I wanted them to be mine. The car veered slightly as I turned to look. I rolled my window down to feel the wind.
its not really like it's that different of a situation sure the circumstances are different. turn your eye away from that body
It could have been different I told you in my dream last night Haven't seen you in a while I haven't seen you come around here since then
when you cant find a title
I hope that bottle was worth every penny you paid seeing as you sacrificed the relationship you made or more like attempted to recreate or save but in the end you decided to drink it all away
Tracing My Steps
Seeing you stand there with your pale ice blue eyes and your blonde locks cut short and all of your lies die
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panic stops here.
you never knew my motives
never questioned my thoughts on things
how could you go and blame me?
I was the bad guy, the one using you to feel not so alone
but you used me first, so can we just call it square?
maybe it would have been easier for you if i showed you my insides
I'll rip them out and lay them on the floor for you to search through
you could keep what you find, but i think you'd return them if you had a chance
i know if i had a second chance, I'd do exactly the same thing
you could never look me in the eye
never were able ...