loveandshatteredglass
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Gotta be music (including concerts and making music), my friends, writing, dogs, and doing arts and crafts
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For Danny
You step on stage and I'm swept off my feet Before you even strum your guitar I know that tonight I'll feel the heat How cliche, front row girl crushes on the star
The way you're keeping eye contact Eyes wide and sticking out your tongue Winking at me during sexual songs in the set I never saw anyone look so hot chewing gum
Your voice when you sing those harmonies And how your skilled fingers play guitar Continuously makes me weak in the knees So I give myself liquid courage at the bar
How your wet hair curls in the pouring rain And your accent when you talk is the cutest thing Your slightly cocky remarks drive me insane I may yearn for love, but I’m fine with a fling
Please keep your arm around my waist And pull me into your side again I like your scent, could I get a taste? Don't care about your age, I want a man
The look in your eyes and the smirk says it all You know that I want you as much as you do Why don't we just make out against the wall And as we sang earlier, I’ll talk dirty to you
Inviting you for shots of your choice Get to know each other before we walk home It's no use chatting over the noise So shut up and let your body do the talking
When you take me to the backstage room It's now my turn to put on a show Only a little quieter but humming a tune You'll be begging for me from below
We philosophized about guitar picks you use Now teach me your fingering technique I might be young but innocence is no excuse Do anything with me, tonight I’ll be your freak
I don't care whether you're single We ain't tired yet so let's mingle Don’t waste more time, give it to me rough I want your bite marks, I want your love
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August Melancholy
Every year when August returns I prepare for a 31 day trip through hell The depths of my mind and my heart Swinging from happy to crying my heart out
The time when I miss things I never had Things that were never close enough For me to grasp, and when they were I backed away or didn't realize until too late
It's the childhood summer beach vacations When you were so carefree and gleeful Enjoyed every day in the sand like your last The ocean like the range of dreams you had
The day your parents made you pack up Was the most heartbreaking time after time You couldn't believe it was over already While it felt like you had spent a year there
Sitting in the backseat in complete silence Except for the sound of the road and the radio Playing favorite songs yet not bringing you joy Not listening to the chorus you’d sing along to
Looking at the landscape passing by Driving further away from the fun of the coast And closer to the dull life you lived at home Was it truly home or just place of residence?
The rays of sun coming through the window Not lighting up your mood anymore Only burning a gaping hole into your chest Waiting to be temporarily filled next summer
When you would come back to this place Back to these four weeks of eternity To the sea, the sunsets and clear night skies To the melancholy when it's time to go again
It's the month of loss and mourning Unexplainable melancholy and nostalgia The rotting and dying of beautiful things Without a promise of new beginnings
Waking up every morning with nothing to do Yet the crushing weight of the world on you Reminding yourself in front of the mirror You only need to make it through this week
Repeating like a mantra born out of frustration Until the calm of September comes around And while you’re sad that summer is over You're relieved your mind games are over too
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Mademoiselle Mystère
Big blue eyes like that of a child An innocent face with a charming smile Black hair, black eyeliner and red lips Silver rings leading to delicate fingertips
Turning heads of everyone she passes Glancing over the edge of her big sunglasses Swaying her hips and purse as she walks Her voice soft and seductive when she talks
Reading the same book wherever she goes She looks like a rare kind of beautiful rose Like out of the Jardin du Luxembourg A siren with a long list of people she's lured
An ardent lover of all types of the arts You'll find her at galleries and buying cards Of paintings by Warhol, Van Gogh and Monet Or sitting in a theater box following a ballet
She's almost always going places alone And is never seen talking on her phone Then who does she send those cards to? Maybe old friends, you wish she wrote to you
At the restaurant, she only orders wine From the way she drinks, I know why I pine Men waiting to be asked to light her cigarette She knows that what she wants she will get
A cloud of smoke surrounding her face Cigarette held like a lover with gloves of lace Tapping the ash off in a white marble tray I'm captivated, I can't even try to look away
Without eating her pastry, she leaves Quiet and somewhat suspicious like a thief Again on the train, again I follow her way Finding a new place to be but not stay
I adore her yet I've never heard her voice I don't exist to her, I'm like one of those boys She might have noticed I'm everywhere Would I ruin the relationship if I talked to her?
For now I’ll keep watching her from afar If I feel like it, buy her a gin at the bar Perhaps the distance only adds to the appeal And it will be easy if I change the way I feel
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A Heart in Winter
With the eyes of a sad and yearning girl Who has seen too much and felt more She looked at me as I spoke to her A look of adoration and hate on her face
Mysterious appearance yet openly talking To me after only a week of seeing each other About things I wouldn't tell my closest friend I can't form an adequate response to her
She confronts me about my lack of feelings And gets up to leave me all by myself I feel bad for not engaging in conversation Yet relieved I can have lunch in silence now
How can one be attracted to a woman Want to seduce her, want her all to yourself But not want to talk about intimate topics Or talk at all, simply be in her presence
Although I enjoy coming to her rehearsals Her presence may not be what I need either Maybe I am just there for the beautiful music Rather than the equally stunning artist
Over time I realize there is a difference Between wanting her and truly loving her Much more I want her to want and love me Without returning those feelings myself
Still I decide to continue playing this game Which I know will hurt everyone involved Perhaps it will even end up hurting myself But why should it affect a heart in winter
The plan works and the next thing I know She asks me to have dinner together And confesses her love for me in the car I admit it's a scheme and I'm not interested
I tell her she had not fallen in love with me But a version she had made up in her head She wants me to be a shy, romantic person Who just longs for someone to fix them
I thought she would value my honesty Over me lying and playing more with her But she refuses to accept the cruel truth And slams the car door shut from outside
It takes me some days to reflect on that night And the whole time I have known her Now when I meet her to admit I have doubts About what I had said and maybe regrets
She is the one who does not listen to me Interrupts me before I can get to the point Shows no interest in talking about it again And sends me away with a frozen heart
Now I am the one who grew to be attracted To the lovely woman from my imagination Instead of who she turns out to be in reality Or who I have made her with my actions
Can nobody change for the better without Someone else getting worse in return? Did the water from my melting ice walls Drop onto her heart and freeze it suddenly?
Now she will be gone for three months Three months of tristesse like it used to be Three months without tensions at the cafe Three months of trying to forget about her
All while I will be reminded of her every day When listening to music or drinking whiskey Strangely I feel lonely and not blissfully alone I want back what I never had and never will
I long to see her, even if for a short moment When I finally do, few words are exchanged Silence longer than the polite phrases Her eyes more often on the window than me
I wash down the lump in my throat with coffee To tell her what I've wanted to since she left But from how she clearly waits to depart I feel it's better to stay silent, maybe forever
A quick kiss as she stands up from her chair A wave as she gets into the car with him Keeping eye contact as they drive away I'm not sure I’ll see her again after tonight
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Country roads and Dr Pepper cans
Brown tinted sunglasses on the dashboard You're picking me up from the airport Vintage cowboy boot hitting the gas “Wanna see cool places, yes or yes?”
Blasting music that hits right in the feels Hand loaded with rings on the wheel Flannel shirt clad elbow out the window Rosary dangling from the rearview mirror
Driving down the dusty country road You pull over to take a photo of the billboard “Smoking kills” it says, and you light a cig Then you grab the camera from the backseat
You want to show me around the south As you ramble, I keep staring at your mouth And think of how long it's been that we met Till you ask me to change the cassette
Stop by the store to get some booze Big dreams but they say we're born to lose On and off plans to move to Spain Maybe it'll be easier to romanticize the pain
Cowboy, don't worry, don't stop Come on and take me to the top Don't wanna go home and it's late anyway So we'll sleep in your car and call it a day
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A night in the life of a groupie
Always standing in the front at shows Makeup done and wearing sexy clothes Enthusiastically dancing and singing along Hands in the air and stuck out tongue
Giving one of them a sip of your drink Keeping eye contact and receiving a wink Thoughts are spinning in your head How you'll proceed after their set
Grab a setlist before they leave the stage Another one for tonight's diary page Hurry to wait by the backstage door Hoping to receive a private encore
Once they come out, you start to chat They'll ask if you want a cigarette Then light it for you, looking in your eyes Got them hooked, no need for more tries
After a while, you find yourself making out They lead you by the hand through the crowd They quickly take you to another room Having fun till the sun replaces the moon
Sometimes they will drive you home And always leave you some memento Maybe along with their number too In case you feel like a rendezvous
Where would all those bands be If it weren't for girls like you and me Who love and live for music And keep it alive with their tricks
We're the ones to give them attention That gets them widely mentioned Someone's gotta start supporting them Before they have thousands of fans
Then in 20 years we'll be able to say We made fun experiences back in the day And part of the reason that band still exists Is us repeatedly being on their guest lists
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For Johnny Thunders
Closer to someone I've never met Than to some people I know Your music as personal to me as can get Tell me why you had to go
Too much too soon You were born to lose just like me More mysterious than the moon Locked in a cage, longing to be free
Tried to put my arms around a memory Seems like I never ever learn You've said it for almost half a century Yet I can do nothing but yearn
All the nights spent on the bedroom floor Crying and listening to all your records Your voice and lyrics shake me to the core You're a rose with equally petals and thorns
I light my cigarette on a candle And for you I blow a smoke halo You're so untouchable Like a distant yet relatable hallow
Now without you I feel so alone If you knew I'm still looking for a kiss Could I summon you from the tombstone So I wouldn't have to miss you
You’d want me to go out so I dress in leather Deep down I know you must still be here Legends are never truly gone forever Still I'll close my eyes and shed a tear
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For Rory
Ride or die Laugh and cry Love and lies Lows and highs
Three years is a long time For you I'd commit a crime Talking, dating, breaking up Pining, dumping, making up
Stupid enough to cut you off For a guy who couldn't love Risk my strongest friendship To please some selfish dipshit
Yet smart enough to reunite Grateful to have you by my side I'll never let that happen again I won't be as blind as back then
Venting about those ugly boys Who think we are just their toys Text me in the middle of the night Tell me who I need to fight
Discussing stuff as trivial as it gets Trusting each other with our secrets Sending music that reminds me of you Making plans we will pull through
How ironic that I, the biggest advocate For not talking to who you used to date Am now best friends with my own ex But then again, our case is very complex
Let's make a blood pact and drink a shot We'll always be together, no matter what Forgive the heartache and things we said At you, I could never be permanently mad
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For Ashley
She's been there for me for years Her lovely voice like music in my ears Messages of encouragement and pride Open arms and her smile so wide
Warrant sang about her in Mr. Rainmaker Permanent sunshine, I wanna take her On a trip to the places she wants to go Exploring Italy from Milan to Palermo
Late night conversations about random stuff I'll ruin my sleep schedule anytime, love Listening to my 90s playlist, thinking of you Also watching 10 Things I Hate About You
Talking about moving to LA together We'll be broke, but living somewhere better Strolling through Hollywood as if we're stars Spending our evenings at gigs in rock bars
Driving underneath the California sun Singing along to music and having fun Just arrived but never want to leave this place Raise our glasses, this one's for the gays
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Read Thoughts of 2023, my first poetry collection
Thank you: @jwowwsboobs @rickhunolt @oscah @emometalhead @smokeandmirrorz @junkyardromeo
#here it finally is 😭 it took so long i hope it was worth it#i wanted to list the people mentioned in the foreword here again for extra love <3#anyways top 10 poems of 2023 in my opinion. sound off besties#mel writes#poetry#writing
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21st century Stiv Bators
Sweaty and loud, snotty and proud Bringing some life into the boring crowd Tonight we're blowing this place up Then calm our nerves with a hookup
Crawling on the stage right in front of me Sprawled across boxes and on your knees Doing the mic cable strangling trick Come on let me kiss you, 21st century Stiv
Breaking glasses and smoking indoors Shoe soles sticking to the club floor Why don't you spill another beer So everyone will know we were here
Distorted riffs hammering in my ears Still going crazy at each show after years You sing about nasty nights and I wink at you If only you knew what I'm planning to do
Scribbling on bathroom walls, modern art Written in lipstick, our names in a heart Feels like we'll live forever for tonight And tomorrow get resurrected by streetlights
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Poetry masterlist
2022
For Mike
August Angel
The sun and the stars
Cold nights
Save you
Everything I want
2023
I want you
Little things
Parallel suffering
When I don't have you
I would die for you but would you?
Falling in love
Devouring
Take you home
Would you?
Former love's best friend
Crush
Do you?
Bloody nose and crushes
Blasphemy
On the road
Notes on love
On Slav squatting and ripped pants
Bloody angels
Red nails & cigarettes
In this life, in the next, and in death
Wounded
Cut you open
He loves me, he loves me not
Twist
Whistling trees
First Times
Boozed up on the beach
Mystery Man
For Barbi
When the moon loves the sun
To die or not to die
Good riddance
Rock 'n' roll demon
Sisters by wine
An ode to the Cathouse
2024
21st century Stiv Bators
For Ashley
For Rory
For Johnny Thunders
A night in the life of a groupie
Country roads and Dr Pepper cans
A Heart in Winter
Mademoiselle Mystère
August Melancholy
For Danny
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An ode to the Cathouse
Stepping through the wooden door and right into the 80s Creaking hinges sound like electric guitar riffs in my ears Sunset Strip in a small town on the other side of the world
Blinded by red and pink lights, energized by loud rock n roll Chatting for hours with people you've never seen before Here's to crazy and restless nights, drinking till the last call
Staring in awe at the flood of memorabilia Stickers on the pillars, guitars on the walls Drum skins on the ceiling, signed posters in the hall
Home of Jack Daniel's and the generation wild Glam metal mecca for pilgrims near and far Let's raise our glasses and drink 69 shots to the longevity of this bar
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Might do a poetry best of 2023 compilation so which poems do you want to see in it?
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Sisters by wine
Not sisters by blood but sisters by wine You got all the men standing in line If they only knew you can just get us in double For you I’d stab any of them if they cause you trouble
Stupid tattoos we got during drunk nights out To seal our eternal friendship we vowed Like to play evil but we're angels in disguise Wishing alcohol and cigarettes were our only vice
Lamenting weekly about why we’re still into boys Numbing our problems in the big city noise Can't hear a single thought or word we're saying Screaming our lungs out to whatever the DJ's playing
Sitting on the edge of the club bathroom sink I help you apply lipgloss, your signature pink Hyping each other up like we're goddesses Promising hell on earth for whoever messes with us
Come take my hand and get back on the dancefloor They're playing our song and I won't let you be sad anymore We got enough booze in our blood to put on a show The night's still young and I don't want to go
I’m starting to think true love only exists in girl friendships
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Rock 'n' roll demon
Man with the white face and red lips Pinstripe jacket and ripped black jeans Jumping around on stage in front of me
My thoughts almost louder than the music Blasting from the speakers by my side Feeling dizziness with a hint of lust
I've had my eyes on you all night Trying to figure out all your horror tattoos And whether or not I should chat you up
Spent the next three sets thinking Of a flirty reference to one of your songs Not convinced it would work at all
In a rush of confidence, I finally do it And as soon as the sentence left my lips They're pressed against yours
Lipstick smeared on our faces As bright as our cheeky smiles Then the conversation actually starts
You admit your words are failing you But that's fine, we don't need to talk much All has been said just a moment ago
My heart's beating out of my chest Let me give it to you as a post-gig snack You said you're hot, let me make you hotter
You ask to hug me as we say goodbye I don't want to let go and hug you tighter Though I know I'd only go too far if I stayed
Beetlejuice looking rock 'n' roll demon Can I summon you by chanting your name? Freak, Freak, Freak ‐ so I'll see you again?
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