Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
the days may seem long poetry,
but ive lived more in
the words i write, than anywhere else
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Hk3Ep9ROms&t=24s
 Jul 2020 Aspen
Lyda M Sourne
They asked me this question in class one day

"What do you want to be remembered by?"

I wrote down the answer of what they wanted to hear

But to be honest

I just want to be forgotten
So no one has to hurt when I say
goodbye
 Jun 2020 Aspen
TearDrop Girl
Once upon a time,
There was a princess in a tower
Her only companion were the sky and clouds

In her simple room, there was a match
He saw the princess, dull and abandoned
Through summer, spring, and fall

One night he whispered notes in her ear
To light the match, and see his shine
He said," Let me accompany you, dear."

That day on, when he called upon
She would light the match
Enjoying his flickering, wild dances

Their companionship consumed her sorrow
For she had, a new sun to look upon
The flame he brought, comforted her heart

But the match had known,
That his time with the princess was cutting close
How sad he was, when roses bloomed on her cheeks

On the last day he proposed,
That she let him blanket her in a forever glow
That night her gaze lingered on his unsteady glow

Upon the navy sky, a glow could be seen
The once dreary tower became a candle
That transformed, what turned into an amber night

— The End —