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christopher-a-patrick2341
christopher-a-patrick2341
27/M Marine Corps Veteran. Aspiring to be a Clinical Psychologist. Love to read and write. A simple person living a complex life. / / This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License.
The night before Christmas, She gave me a call. Asking me to come over For an early Christmas gift. By the tone of her voice I knew for sure She was up to something. Once I arrived at her place, She greeted me in nothing but a robe. My sweet and kind friend Was prepared to show me An entirely different side of her. With the drop of her robe, She revealed more than her feelings. My early Christmas present That I was receiving, Was all of her. To show my appreciation, I kissed both sets of lips; Providing sensations all over. As I lie under the Christmas tree She climbed up and unwrapped her gift Allowing for us both To enjoy our presents. As we continued to play with our gifts Santa arrived and was surprised. Yet, he didn't leave us. He wanted to sit and enjoy the show.
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Dec 22, 2019
Dec 22, 2019 at 6:05 AM UTC
Early Christmas Presents
The one I want Doesn't have a clue What feelings I carry She don't know The weight of my regret She knows of my existence My name and my age And a few goals I have Yet what she won't know Is how much I wish That things were different I wish that she was farther Instead of being close So I see her less I wish she forgot me Forgot our conversations And even our friendship Then maybe it would Just maybe it could Not be so painfully bothersome But who am I fooling If that were to happen It would hurt me more So I'll endure the pain To learn another lesson Or receive the chance I desire
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Sep 5, 2019
Sep 5, 2019 at 9:01 PM UTC
Internal Thoughts (of the Romantic Seeking Love)
God, Why am I like this? Do you hate me? Does me being lonely Mean that I'm free? If being single is a lesson, What am I learning? Why are those I can't have Are those that I'm yearning? I run to you for help, But I still receive no answer. Seems like all of my prayers Are being treated like a cancer. Is contentment a goal, Or is this goal just a lie? The one who seeks romance may pray That his romance shall surely die.
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May 9, 2019
May 9, 2019 at 3:11 AM UTC
Questions to God
Our heads are to the ground But our fists are held up high. Society tends to push us down, But our pride still touches the sky Our victory is well known; We allowed our dreams to fly We have all equally shown Greatness is beyond the naked eye.
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Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 7:55 AM UTC
Beyond The Naked Eye
Beauty What is true Beauty? Does it comes with it a list, or Does it come with duties? Can it give the down a lift? Is it a thing, Or is it a person? Does it embody the heart, So someone’s fears won’t worsen? Rejection after rejection My lips have tightened. But after truly seeing you I have been enlightened. I have gone throughout life With distractions in my way. But with this lovely feeling I look to God and say. Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder If you find favor in me Please allow me to hold her I promise not to cause pain To lie, or to scold her She is the definition of beauty No one can ask for more You are the one I thank, For she’s the one I’ve been praying for
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Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 9:51 AM UTC
In the Eyes of the Beholder
We are the right people We make the right connections Easy to trust, No need for confessions We’re in the right place Just you and me Once our lips interlock Finally I’m able to see It’s a chance I want to take Yet now is not the time For you still belong to someone else And you may never be mine.
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Apr 2, 2018
Apr 2, 2018 at 1:00 PM UTC
Right People, Right Place, Wrong Time
I’m in a lot of pain Even though I look fine People tell me I’ll make it Though I’m running out of time Tried to be theirs But they wouldn’t be mine My life would soon be over For it’s the end of the line
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Mar 13, 2018
Mar 13, 2018 at 8:59 AM UTC
End of the Line
Because of you I feel nothing, but pain. I keep fighting, But I cannot get through. No matter what I say I can't get closer to you. Because of you I hate myself. No matter what happens, I am always to blame. I try to fix it, But it won't be the same. Because of myself I feel sad and alone. I can't find peace I can't find love Nothing has changed I want it all to end. Because of me Suicide seems rather Appealing
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Jul 21, 2016
Jul 21, 2016 at 8:33 AM UTC
Because of You
Patience is a virtue Patience is pain Good things do come To those who wait I am quite impatient To get what I need All I need is love If time permits May it come soon If you are the one I won't mind waiting If I'm waiting for you
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Jul 9, 2016
Jul 9, 2016 at 2:45 AM UTC
A little Patience