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Jessa May Sep 2014
I like my potatoes
Any way they are cooked
Hashbrowns or French fries
Plain boiled and salted
Mash potatoes
Potato salad
With golden butter on top
Spicy wedges or chips
I'd even eat it without dip
Too much isn't good
But I give in to pleasure
The possibilities to have potatoes
Are just an endless measure
Ok didn't review this, just a one shot poem
Jessa May Aug 2014
We are born
Put into school
Subjected to follow particular norms
Educated to get employment
Work to earn an income
Spend for our wants
Work to earn an income
Spend for our needs and wants
Marry and start a family
Bear children and begin their cycle
Work to earn an income
Spend for our needs and their wants
Work to earn an income
Save for their future
Spend for our needs and their wants
Grow old and alone with the spouse
Retire
Rest in peace
Reincarnation
We are born
Jessa May Aug 2014
Next month will mark 3 years
Of my long and wasted love
I fight my tears
of joy, prayers answered from above

I am not completely invisible
to you, as i thought
And yet you are still unaware
Of the heart you have caught

I remember my first sight
of you, sitting in my form
And your ****** expression  
When your uniform got torn

I remember your introduction
Your shy lowered eyes
And the quiver of your voice
Getting words out after so many tries

Now I smile out of the blue
Over our shy meetings
But you still have no clue
About me or my true feelings

When will you understand
I'll do all that I can
For my long and wasted love
I'll be content with just a friend

I sit here and I ponder
Over what the future will bring
The little time left with you
Before I'll only see you in a dream

My heart and my mind
Continue to be unsettled
I feel so restless and haggard
Like I'm fighting a battle

You have flooded my thoughts
Everyday, every night
You've turn into my light
You've brighten up my life

I have nothing to offer
No beauty or skill
All I have is my heart
What I think, what I feel

Afraid of your rejection
Afraid of your "okay"
Afraid that you will hate me
Afraid you'll turn away

Afraid that you would read this
And then you would say
"why would you write this poem?
It's embarrassing, okay?"

This is me extending a hand
Reaching out
And these words on this paper
Is me screaming out

Oh long and wasted love
I've like you a long time
It's been a secret all this while
Until my bestfriend  read my mind

I've already accepted
That nothing will happen
A thing with me and you
Is too good to imagine

Tell you this, tell you once
Make it my crime
You'll have a place in my heart
Till the end of time

Oh shy boy
If only you knew
How madly and deeply
I've fallen for you.
A poem I wrote in the last year of high school over a boy I've had a crush on for 3 years. I was at that give-up-on-him stage with a small bit of hope. Btw we are in a relationship now.

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