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melissa-jimenez
melissa-jimenez
American "Poems are like dreams: in them you put what you don't know you know."
Two weeks left of summer, two weeks finished of school. The different area of life I'm in now is so far from where I was last year. The progress and resurgence of my spirit and the kind of thought and behaviour. Its lovely, warm, hopeful, and enlightening. Time passes, life moves on, and feelings fade. What a wonderfully bittersweet lesson. My heart is happy again.
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Sep 8, 2013
Sep 8, 2013 at 2:12 AM UTC
Smiling hearts
All those times I cried All those times I tried All those times I lied Was it ever worth it? I felt new I felt true I felt blue but I loved you Defining moments Exciting moments Terrifying moments So wonderful but so terrible My mind remembers but my heart forgets The time has passed we have changed Maybe we'll greet and it'll be neat it won't be strange it won't be lame it'll be great
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Apr 13, 2013
Apr 13, 2013 at 3:46 PM UTC
It will be great
orange is that violet is this sometimes I can't fathom why I'd want your kiss perhaps it is the way your hair falls or maybe the way you say my name but in all honesty I do not understand I think it to be all so very lame I think about your lips I smile at the thought of such occurence and just as suddenly I close my eyes and wince Please don't be in love with me
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Feb 18, 2013
Feb 18, 2013 at 4:38 AM UTC
Orange-Violet Kisses
When I think of how much I sleep I want to lie. When I think of how I hardly run, I want to go back in time. When I think of my absences at school I want to cry. When I think of walking to someone's house I want to fly.
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Dec 20, 2012
Dec 20, 2012 at 1:30 AM UTC
My Cheesy Feels: the Poem. Volume 1.
I met you on a school day in June. I fell in love with you on a cold day in February. I told you that March. You kissed me in April of the following year. You asked me to be yours the April after that. You parted from me that June. December 2009 was when our intimacy as friends deepened. December 2010 was when our prospect as lovers first showed. December 2011 was when your kiss was real and true. September 22, 2010 you returned. September 23, 2011 you returned. September 24, 2012 was when you vanished indefinitely. I remember the dates as well as the moments. You were around for so long. You impacted so many moments in my life. Now you're gone. But in my mind, you're still a vital part of me. That was then, I don't know you anymore. Sometimes I sure wish I did. All I have left are memories. Grape lip-balm, a twenty sided die, some cards, a necklace, and a t-shirt. I hope the best for you.
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Dec 12, 2012
Dec 12, 2012 at 1:54 AM UTC
All I Have Left Now is the Past to Remember.
One year ago, I gave my heart away.. four times to the same guy. I guess, I didn’t learn to give up at the breaks, because I knew how he loved me.. One year of experience, up and down, learning even more about each other. I won my heart back. I can’t say that I don’t love him still..because I know I always will. I’ll fondly remember our very first kiss, oh so perfect outside of that classroom underneath our tree. I won’t forget our first date, where I couldn’t stop blushing with embarrassment, awkwardness, and timidity. I will forever have that loving gaze of his within my memories. I’ll always have him in my heart as the First.
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Dec 8, 2012
Dec 8, 2012 at 10:43 PM UTC
April 15, 2011-April 11,2012
Strange are the days when I don't run strange are the days when I don't smile strange are the days without sun rare are the days without water rare are the days without laughter rare are the days without prayer uncommon are the days which are quiet uncommon are the days without music uncommon are the days without stories the feelings missed hormones not released leading to a chemical imbalance the rarities of life sometimes good yet other times leaving a void Days are given days are numbered each filled with its own misery and splendor
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Dec 8, 2012
Dec 8, 2012 at 10:41 PM UTC
Les jours.
Those real moments in life. The way your heart beat slows down and time stops right before a race as you wait for that gun to go off. The smile on that baby's face when you do something so silly and pure with them. The ridiculous noise that bursts out of you when you're sincerely laughing with your best friend. The way your lips blend into theirs when you share a true kiss. The heart beat rhythm shared during a meaningful hug. That terrifyingly sweet moment as you open up an AP Test and seal your fate with a good or bad pass. The day you set off and start a new school. The feel of the music grooving through your soul at a show. The sereneness of peace achieved after honest prayer. The tears that run down your face when your heart gets broken by a loved one. The quiet time in your room at night, totally undisturbed silence as your thoughts are unleashed. That loving glance from family given to you when you accomplish a goal. The moment you pass the finish line of a race and your head is still in race mode. What is life?
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Dec 8, 2012
Dec 8, 2012 at 10:40 PM UTC
I miss racing.