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Pappo
Pappo
Talk me to sleep; let your heart speak, deep and calming, peaceful, soothing... say your promises say how much you love me speak of our dreams I need to hear it. Let me put this feeling on repeat I'll hold on to this, this voice that I miss... I'll play this over and over stay in this feeling 'till one day I'll be on your arms; My fingers tracing your lips and I'll hear you once again talk me to sleep.
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Jul 26, 2016
Jul 26, 2016 at 11:55 AM UTC
Vocaroo
I love you. You have no idea how much I miss you. It's raining now and I've been awake since 1:00AM, it's now 3:22AM. I'm sorry for being this way, for sleeping when I was suppose to see you. I feel really bad now. I'm just alone and sad and I miss you. It ***** that I can only talk to you when you're in the library, but I understand your situation, I'm counting days, I know it's even harder for you. I'm glad you're down to one meeting a week and that they trust you now, Im so proud of you, for putting all the effort, for us. I love you. My schedules are crazy now and it will even be crazier come December 27 and next year, but eventhough sometimes we can't catch each other on given times, please know that I love you so much. It's raining and it's cold, I wonder how you are now, I hope we can cuddle on a weather like this. I hope it's not too cold where you are, I hope you're all warm and rested. I hope you're dreaming sweet dreams, I hope you're dreaming of me cuddling you, On a rainy night, and hear me whisper "I love you" I hope time travel do exists. Then I'd surprise you when you least expect it. I'm sorry for spamming you like this, but I just imagine talking to you. I tried talking to people at 7 cups but it doesnt make sense. I love talking to you. Yes, but Im a sleepyhead. Someone at the listener community room said he has to go and record a bedtime story for someone, and I remember you all the more and make me miss you more. I love how you talk me to sleep. I love how you're patient with me. I love how you dont get ****** off when I know you miss talking to me so much and Im just there in front of you sleepy and you talk me to sleep. I love how selfless you are. I love you honey. I miss your voice, I miss your laughter, I miss your banter, (or maybe not.) I just miss you. I miss my love. It's a long night. I wonder how it is in your room on a time like this. Do you just sleep like a baby Do you feel alone and lonely too I miss you. This rain is making things nostalgic. I hope youre having a good laugh with mom and Ian or having a good time playing with the dogs. I hope I can be beside you while you sleep and I can watch you sleeping when I wake up at this hour. I'll watch you sleeping till I fall back to sleep again, in your arms. I love you.
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Dec 18, 2015
Dec 18, 2015 at 3:15 PM UTC
Musings at 3:22AM and Rain
I love you. You have no idea how much I miss you. It's raining now and I've been awake since 1:00AM, it's now 3:22AM. I'm sorry for being this way, for sleeping when I was suppose to see you. I feel really bad now. I'm just alone and sad and I miss you. It ***** that I can only talk to you when you're in the library, but I understand your situation, I'm counting days, I know it's even harder for you. I'm glad you're down to one meeting a week and that they trust you now, Im so proud of you, for putting all the effort, for us. I love you. My schedules are crazy now and it will even be crazier come December 27 and next year, but eventhough sometimes we can't catch each other on given times, please know that I love you so much. It's raining and it's cold, I wonder how you are now, I hope we can cuddle on a weather like this. I hope it's not too cold where you are, I hope you're all warm and rested. I hope you're dreaming sweet dreams, I hope you're dreaming of me cuddling you, On a rainy night, and hear me whisper "I love you" I hope time travel do exists. Then I'd surprise you when you least expect it. I'm sorry for spamming you like this, but I just imagine talking to you. I tried talking to people at 7 cups but it doesnt make sense. I love talking to you. Yes, but Im a sleepyhead. Someone at the listener community room said he has to go and record a bedtime story for someone, and I remember you all the more and make me miss you more. I love how you talk me to sleep. I love how you're patient with me. I love how you dont get ****** off when I know you miss talking to me so much and Im just there in front of you sleepy and you talk me to sleep. I love how selfless you are. I love you honey. I miss your voice, I miss your laughter, I miss your banter, (or maybe not.) I just miss you. I miss my love. It's a long night. I wonder how it is in your room on a time like this. Do you just sleep like a baby Do you feel alone and lonely too I miss you. This rain is making things nostalgic. I hope youre having a good laugh with mom and Ian or having a good time playing with the dogs. I hope I can be beside you while you sleep and I can watch you sleeping when I wake up at this hour. I'll watch you sleeping till I fall back to sleep again, in your arms. I love you.
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Lying on my pillow, watching the new day unfold through my glass window... a burst of grey to blue grey to off white, with streaks of bright orange not too sharp but blended behind the thick blue grey clouds...leaves of evergreen outlined with a touch of golden yellow... the birds singing a morning song, the gentle mountain breeze cool my face, I breathe in, still remembering the dreams of last night...it was peaceful - it's a beautiful day and I'd like to bring this feeling where you are now :)
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Aug 21, 2015
Aug 21, 2015 at 6:17 PM UTC
August 22
Opened my eyes, look through the glass window from my bed, See the sky at dawn, white and dark blue blending as a background for the still silhoutte tree where hundreds of birds are singing pulling me back to conciousness... it's a beautiful morning.
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Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 6:33 PM UTC
August 6
It doesn't matter if You brush the rain or not from my face, it doesn't matter if You lift this burden or make it heavier by the day, It doesn't matter many tears have to fall, just give me the eyes to always see, the wisdom to always know and a heart that understands. And in times I neither see, know or understand - enough FAITH and TRUST that You're my Creator, You are my Father, You are my King, You are my God and it is always Your will to be done.
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Aug 4, 2015
Aug 4, 2015 at 1:40 AM UTC
Your will
I see a boy, all afraid you're suppose to have everything, QP you're born with it. A silver spoon in your mouth they thought you lack nothing but QP you don't know warmth. That terrified look every time she threatens to be gone you were only a boy and she was mom I see the tears and the fears you've live all your life QP they have everything but they can't give you time. When you learn to trust but she went and break you learn to trust again and this time didn't want you QP everything seems lost but QP you're not you're gonna be okay things will get better let go of those demons QP you're big now let them scare you no more. You're going to be great QP you are safe don't hide anymore.
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Jul 18, 2015
Jul 18, 2015 at 6:55 PM UTC
QP
*Grief is the beginning of Realizing that you still exist*
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Jul 18, 2015
Jul 18, 2015 at 9:37 AM UTC
10W Grief
Throbbing Aching Itching My tongue can't help it Keep touching it oh gum stitches!
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Jul 18, 2015
Jul 18, 2015 at 9:31 AM UTC
That Feeling
At any rate my heart is ready for any joke, I've been a joke all my life It's been a funny ride But I guess hearts get tired.
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Jul 12, 2015
Jul 12, 2015 at 2:10 PM UTC
Joke
Tell me butterfly with a broken wing does it hurt? I bet it hurts like crazy 'cause you don't wanna move. 'Happened to me once. So just stay still it may lessen the pain I wonder who did this to you or what happened. It doesn't matter, I perfectly understand but here in my hands I can't let you stay I have to let you go butterfly with a broken wing. I want to keep you forever because you are lovely and I do not see you as broken at all but I know I can't you might die here and leave me feeling guilty and lonely. You don't belong in this tight space with me 'cause you were meant to fly you lovely white butterfly I can never call you mine. So I'm doing you a favor granting your very wish I dont know if you will survive, if you will or not I did what is right. 'Cause you should be there in the field among the flowers that's the way things should be it's best for you and better for me. Don't forget me goodbye butterfly with a broken wing, I pray you heal.
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Jul 12, 2015
Jul 12, 2015 at 2:09 PM UTC
The Butterfly With A Broken Wing