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Echoes Of A Mind Sep 2015
I'm starring up at the stars in the sky,
dreaming about another life.
A life 'out worries and fears,
of loosing those, who to me are dear.
Even though I know
that someday I have to let go.
Echoes Of A Mind Sep 2015
Humans...
What are they?
Creatures?
Beasts?
Please explain it to me again.
Humans are mysteries
With their secrets,
their lies
and their feelings.
All have something
hidden in their sleeves
things they don't
want others to see.
Echoes Of A Mind Aug 2015
I want to be
The air you breathe
I want to be
Your shadow

I want to be
In your memory
I just want to be
Near you
When you just want to be with the one you love...
Echoes Of A Mind Aug 2015
Some dance on flowers
Some dance on clouds
Some dance on feathers
While I dance on broken glass.
Written on phone
Echoes Of A Mind Aug 2015
The days just pass by
and the calender
where the pages are beeing pulled off
One after another
Only missing the "He loves me, he loves me not"
Then it could have been a flower.

'Cause some days he messages me
Some days he doesn't
I just keep waiting
For that single message
which now and then makes my day.
Written on phone XD
Echoes Of A Mind Aug 2015
I want to tell them that
I miss them
when they aren't here

I want to cry
I want to laugh
with them

I want to be there
when they need me
and I hope they'll be there too
when I need them
Just a little poem I wrote some time ago.
Echoes Of A Mind Aug 2015
You say something to a person
thinking that it won't hurt.
But one single word
can keep reappearing in a person's mind
way longer than a bruise or a scar.
One word can follow a peson
until the day they die.
One word can push a person to the edge.
One word can steal one's confidence.
One word can destroy a life.
So think before you speak.
Maybe it's a little overdramatized, but the message should be clear.
I got the inspiration to the poem from my own life and the famous quote "think before you speak" which I've also used to end the poem with.
I didn't write a traditional type of poem this time and it is my first time writing a poem like this.

To the Grammar-Nazis: I apologize for typos and wrong grammar, but english isn't the "second language" which I've used most energy on.
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