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 Dec 2015 Gareth
Alvira Perdita
i just want someone
to need me as much
as i need them

for once i want someone
to care about me as
much as i cat for them

maybe if i wasn't me
maybe if i was
someone else
i dream big.
 Dec 2015 Gareth
Nigel Finn
Words are harmless, so they say,
That's where the problem starts;
Sticks and stones
May break our bones
But words will break our hearts.



Words are harmless, so they say,
And point you to their charts;
It's harmless fun,
No damage done.
But... Who will mend our hearts?



The x-rays show no damage
Where words have scathed across,
But it still feels hard to manage,
And leaves you at a loss.



Words are harmless, don't complain,
That's where the problem starts.
It's quite absurd-
A single word-
Enough to break our hearts!



But words are harmless, they maintain;
The subject of their parts,
No less or more,
So let them pour
From all our broken hearts
“Sticks and stones may break our bones, but words will break our hearts” is a quote I have stolen directly from Robert Fulghum.
In my defence, he'd already stolen half of that quote himself.
 Dec 2015 Gareth
aeoxi
Hold me in your arms
Let me feel again
Fill the void in my body
I wanna feel like I did back then

I am lost not to be found  
An ethereal being in the wind
We were oblivion bound
Lets go back before we sinned
 Dec 2015 Gareth
brandon nagley
Man hast sought, and wilt seeketh,
Supernal treasure's until the
End of their day's;

I hath found the jewel
They seeketh; not wrought
By men's hand's, nor stored in some cave.

She's mine, all mine
So beast's goeth away;
She's mine, O' mine
rapturous hooray!!!



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( Filipino rose)
 Dec 2015 Gareth
James M Vines
One moment I am all the rage and the next I fly into one. In one moment I will be courageous then I want you to tell me what to do. Depending on the day or the meds I am not sure who I will be. Sometimes I think I can fly and others I want to live in the basement. All of these people living in my head often confuse me. I can't get a moments peace except when I am asleep, then I am not sure who takes over. I can be very responsible to the point of obsessing, at least that's what my shrink and my lover say, my mom and my room will tell a different tale. So when I wake up and we meet, don't be offended if the next time I don't recognize you and I am a different side of me.
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