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I’m already late.
It’s already set.
so just live in the moment.
And hug me a little longer.
Infamous one
Couldnt make her happy
Never one to make it better
Tried to help things go worse
She was stuck on an ex
Blind to the world of change
Love surrounding her always
She prefered tainted unpure love
No consideration for others
Not one willing to change for anyone
Behind the rocks in the searing sun
The bullets ricochet off the parched ground
And I pray inwardly to survive just one more day
My men around me, brothers in arms and proud
To serve their country boldly,
With unrelenting bravery in the pits of hell
We soldier on.
And then there's tomorrow when we return home
No more death or destruction, the loss of more friends
At peace with my loved ones
Until the next time.
No longer the hero, no time to adjust; Forgotten
But give me tomorrow.
This is my final goodbye
It's hard for me to see you walking by with that other guy
Even though your heart didn't feel the same way
but I'm glad you brought me joy
Time kept moving forward
but I kept standing still
Waiting for you to feel the same way
but I guess such things only happen in dreams
So, that's why this is my final goodbye to you
It's time for me to move along with time
and say goodbye to this bittersweet dream that kept me tied
Alex Gifford
You're first a miner and collector,
then a thinker and rejector.

Show the beauty with the words,
Not the beauty of the words.

Put the truth on golden platter,
speak with power, it does matter.
Primarily a reminder for me to avoid what I don't like in poems. I hope that whatever I write will follow this criteria.
I had a dream
         I was surrounded by
And I was heavy
         Could not reach out
While my mother was
          screaming for any help
That dream woke me up. It was the moment I realized, how scary it is to drown - I saw the light on the surface, I thought I could swim but nothing just bubbles came up. I was all alone, left to die, without anyone to help or acompany me. Where are all the marmaids and water nymphs and fairies when you want to die with your friends around you?
Love is a verb-
abandon your adjectives;
It is to melt.
To hold and be held,
To treasure, to linger, to smother-
And oh, God, to ache.
I can see the flowers and the greenery.
I take a breath of air.
I feel free.
Spent so long.
Was busy chasing happiness.
When all I needed was a little peace.
Take me back to were I'm supposed to be.
Try to get back what I need.
Flowers in my hair.
I belong by the sea.
Where I used to be.
Wild and free .
So far away from neon lights and city streets.
This is where I used to dream.
Been around the world .
But I could never replicate the feeling that I get beneath my feet.
Watch the sun go down into the sea.
Wrap its love around me.
Life is beautiful and now you see.
This is how it feels to be free.
I close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment’s gone.
Side by side.

Hand in hand.

Dancing under the Eiffel tower at midnight.

The ultimate love story a dance of wind, ghosts at night slowly

intertwining with each other as if the kiss of death is just one moment

For those who believe in the little things, like dancing at midnight.
Christina iguala
Ive been in love
Hell I am in love
Emilia B
You don’t see me the same way as you used to,
And it’s all because of me,
I wanted too much too quickly
I wanted you to want me.

It was just such a rare feeling
So I knew it was real
Out of everyone I had met
You made my heart heal

I didn’t know how to feel
I didn’t know why
But I guess... it’s okay
Atleast were under the same sky.
Raj Bhandari
Love,boy, makes you a flying bird,
you, always, see a beautiful world !
You used to adore me
Then I finally let you in
And now all you see
Are my flaws and insecurities

Is it all in my head
Or did you prove myself right
Is it because of what I said
Or what I did that night

I was so stupid
I was so foolish
I knew I shouldn’t have done it
But couldn’t help and be selfish

All I wanted was to express
And now I’m depressed
Because of the excess
Actions I could’ve accessed

I can be obsessive
But please see my intentions
I was trying to be impressive
But all it caused was tension

This is my flaw, I know
I just wanted to show
All the love that you deserve
But it’s that I couldn’t preserve
Makayla Jordan
been so conditioned to the
abuse that I set my mental timer to cry
b4 we must wipe away
my tears & fears
30 seconds
Jason James
I told myself I wasn't going to drink today,
Yet by noon I was already bored
And found myself on my way to the corner store.
3 tall boys down
5 more to go.
Maybe tomorrow.
He tells me to live more care-free
But I thought I was the one doing so all along
Being real is
the simplest
form of honesty.
keep your eyes closed love.

           e     t      
       m           i
    o                 m
s                        e  
                            s     all you have to
                                                                ­ l                  is to what the sound
                                                           ­      i            n
                                                  ­                s           e
                                                               ­          t

                                                              ­                               v
                                                               ­                         a        e
                             ­                                          of the  w               s
                         ­                                                                 ­            tells  you
                                                                ­                                        to do.
"keep your eyes closed love. sometimes all you have to listen is to what the sound of the waves tells you to do"

When I was much younger, beaches were my second favorite places. I still love watching waves as they go by, crashing against each other and the whole process repeating all over again.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a thousand papers
Filled with broken poetries
And deadbeat proses
Full of woeful verses
With mournful pieces
Of unfinished stories
That are yet to be written
And failed to be spoken;
If you could read my mind,
You’d hear horrible screams
And earsplitting weeps
From shattered dreams,
Kept in a nasty notepad,
Scribbled on a bed
Of bloodstained words,
Ringing in my head.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the shadows
That lurk within me;
You’d hear the bellows,
Screeching the words
“I’m tired,”
“I’m a failure,”
“I’m stupid –”
I know it sounds stupid,
It’s pathetically foolish
And seems too *******.
If you could read my mind,
You’d feel the tears
I had ever failed to cry;
You’d see the people
That make the weak weaker;
You’d see the monsters
That consume my head;
You’d hear the hollers
That failed to be freed;
You’d see the heart
That still bleeds and bleeds.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the face
I’ve failed to show back then,
The face I’ve faked back then.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a character
I had ever failed to become
If you could read my mind,
You’d be able to read
A book you never wished
To touch and read,
But sometimes I still wish
Someone could read my mind.
Frank Russell
Little Billy said
oh yeah?    wait and see what
i do with sonnets

- fr
my love,
i can help
with your pain
i can play
wet rain
outside your
how about this?
is this okay?
are you safe inside?
if not then
i can stop
at anytime
i can be whatever
makes you feel
safe inside
You smile
I smile
You laugh
I laugh
You cry
I cry
You leave
Do I follow ?
Let's hold hands as we walk along the thorns that will bleed our feet, sands that will slow our journey and pasture that we will build our home
I want to crush up Australia,
turn it to a pebble,
place it in my pocket and drop
the coastline in your palm,
all the coral
all the color.

All the dust;
the red,
voices so far away from us-
I’ll capture the sound,
the whimsy for our ears.

Do you see the water?
Flitting by the outlines of trees once alive-
the tired grey and the shimmering azure.
Do you see how it always hugs the land?

I’ll shower it,
I’ll trace the taproots,
down to every underground
that’s ever existed in imagination,
up to every cloud.
What happens to poetry
When it only exists
While it’s drunk?
#addiction #poetry #sadness #drunk #disorder #chaos
In sham and pretense of the world we seek,
Blinded pleasures of a forgotten dream,
Where a touch of reality sends shivers through an incompetent spine,
Betraying our soul, our existence and a helpless mind.
I find myself chasing the tail of the meteor that was once my rock.
Ariana Bagley
I love him
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
He’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without him
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
He’s not the one.

Now read from bottom to top.
The best high I’ve ever felt
Is the one I feel when you tell me
You love me
I love you so much
We are magnetic
But you put out fires
While I attract them
Yet somehow
I can never
ting is
your           life
thro             ugh
a ne           edle
and         if
you sew
I Tried
It hurts so bad, missing someone you've been waiting to come but it hurts more when you love him so much but love is not enough to pick up what was left for a heart that was completely drained and tired.
The Red Woman
the word "love"
does not exist
in the dictionary
that is me
I love you because
You mourn a basement flat I never knew
Because your hair resembles monastery gold
And because you love old poems

I love you because
You listen to the words of tiny children
And because your belly is a mountain
You let me climb whenever it pleases me

I love you because
Together naked we are able to defy mirrors
You gave me the son I always wanted and because
I am unable to find the perfect words to fill this page
When they took away the tumour
They left us with a scar

Yet my love goes so much further
Than the star I named for her

Some scars go on forever
Whilst others not so far

Yet my love flows so much deeper
Than all the oceans sailed for her

When they took away the tumour
They left us with a scar

Yet my love is so much brighter
Than the brightest super nova to be sure

When they took away the tumour
They left us with a scar

Yet my love for her is stronger
Than the strongest super-steel or super glue

I just wanted you to know that
So I send it in this scribble
tis the way we spell it in the UK.. mark my words, the rest of the world is wrong...  N.
I'm tired of pretending day after day,
     So lost in my lies I can't find my way...
It drains your energy, thinking you're okay
     When you can't get out of bed to face the day...
What happens when I believe the lie?
      That's the goal right?
To feel until you can feel no more.
     Born to die.
Life until death, chaos until calm.
     Restlessness until you can pace no more.
You want the real me? Here I am in all my disappointing failure.
     Welcome to life, pretend until it becomes your reality.
Alex Gifford
It's that moment
when the pieces
of the puzzle
all combine.

And you see a
glorious picture
that you doubted
that you'd find.

And then after
when the pieces
are inspected
each with care.

You see purpose
and see meaning
each too valuable
to spare.
This came to me all at once. It's an attempt to describe the feeling of your mind being blown when everything lines up and finally makes sense.
some of us
weren’t meant to be happy
some of us
were meant to be poets
I   will   make   you      
love   the   moon

Even   if   it   means  
    losing   the   sun

Not   even   the  
could   stop   me

Nor   the   pixie   dust
   of   our   galaxy
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