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Armand-DeamoJC Sep 2018
Our love was meant to be eternal,
But our love
Was wishéd upon the sun
Bound together as the sun shines
Unbound forever as the sun sets
 
Our love was meant to be eternal,
But our love
Was not wishéd upon the moon
Bound together as the moon shines
Bound forever, for the moon sets not
Why this girl haunts my mind, I do not know. They say it takes at most 8 months to move past a breakup. It's been 6 months, and the only thing that changed is I stopped reminiscing and sulking.
  Sep 2018 Armand-DeamoJC
jerely
rain
in the summer attraction
the luminous water
drop above the emotional sky
limitless feeling
poured beneath
unto my feet


subside to my inner reaction
blessed by the creation
gratitude sprinkle
with freedom and happiness


marvelously,
i am
amaze of what the nature
could give
to live with the energy of its spirit
wrap it all around my soul
as my body move automatically
like the wind blows
like the flower grows
like it flows naturally


so let me dance
and follow
the gaze of an epiphany
as it flourish the golden hours
of time and space
pleasure i find from tranquility
releasing it
in the hidden treasure land


beyond the living things
that we’re savoring for
i’m awe and stunnned by every moment
that i spend
and
slowly
take it while it last for an hour
earlier while i’m on my way to work
i felt love because of the beauty of the nature
and it rained too. Rain + nature = Love
grateful to experience that :)
and love seeing this kind of things
Armand-DeamoJC Sep 2018
I never say it,
I really can't show ,
Though I always mean it,
But welcome to now

I do love you,
From every wrinkle,
And oh yes I do,
To every crinkle

You're a great mother,
Even without your hair,
You shaped me a brother,
So proud, to even share

If I do manage to send,
Know this poem doesn't end
My mother's cancer count went from 2 all the way to 700 within a week. She spoke as if she's terminal, so I guess she joined my libriary of life
Armand-DeamoJC Sep 2018
Received on February 14th, valentines day
Not meant to be this way
Just for my soul to train
The cup she gave me
my valued  possession
turned to the thing
blocking progression
I drink from it
Filled with rage
Wrists un-slid
again, this stage
Keep it to tease
the beast inside me
for if I throw it away
I would be the same
that I was the day
I broke her
and threw her away
And remembered
I threw her away first
and broke her first
******* hate myself for that
Armand-DeamoJC Sep 2018
I imagine an amazing meadow,
where we'd stay for hours
you'd wear your silly yellow
and we'd sit among'st the flowers

'Tis only a dream
or so to seem
you, my only seam
lost within the stream

I see he's ready
I'd wish him not
to take the shot
I see he's, steady

In this dream, I see you there
Your screams, In this nightmare
My own type of sonnet.
Don't post all my sonnets yet, some of them are still in process. Lucid nightmares
Armand-DeamoJC Sep 2018
I think it's a strange world we live in dear
Such different places to visit
More adventures to conquer fear
Opportunities that do not limit

So many different choices
So little prodigious wonder
As well as so many different voices
That followed me as I went under

I think of life as different houses
I've built mine of wood
instead of stone with couches
so me moving would be understood

My element is not a home
For it's dark, and I'm not alone
My third sonnet, am I doing better or worse. Huge question, are my poems always depressing? Apologies if it is, I sort of am, but I hope this sonnet is something good for someone else
Armand-DeamoJC Sep 2018
Centered as always, but focused was true
Determined as always, but focused on you
Unwritten words in my head
Turn unspoken instead

The darkest of places of every corner in my mind
Has morphed you into something unkind
I've wished that time could rewind
So I'd remember those beautiful words
it's actually unfinished, but I thought it'd be poetic
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