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 Mar 2017 Blanket
Aditi
Love me.
 Mar 2017 Blanket
Aditi
Love me through all these uncertainties,
Love me all the way,
Till I find everything I loved in you,
In myself.

I'll love you, when it's inconvenient,
I'll love you when it's you I most hate,
Till the love wins over the raging hatred,
And in your embrace, I stand.

Love me like the sun does not care whom it burns,
Love me through the envious glares,
You'll find me next to you shining, not shadowed by your brilliance.

I'll love you when clouds surround you,
I'll love you through the rain,
I'll be your unwavering faith when you need it,
I'll hold you when you get tired of the weights you shoulder, all this heaviness.

Love me in all the realities,
Both yours and mine.
Love me in our ever clashing worlds,
Till you find the similarities.
Love me when all I'm is flaws and skin, tightly held together.

Because
I have loved you beyond the scope of futilities,
I have loved you beyond the words,
I have loved you through the striking thunderstorms,
And I'll love you when it's quiet and dull.
 Jul 2016 Blanket
Caitlyn Emilie
Missing you comes
in violent waves,
shades of vibrant
blues, and broken
down déjà vu's.
 Jul 2016 Blanket
Jurtin Albine
The fiery depths in the ocean of the star above us
burns brightly against a full moon backdrop
looked at by those who were never there...

Aware to care.

A chemistry incomplete.

Eye’s that almost don’t meet,
but comfort in between sheets
burnt at the feet
and imperfect perpendicular
black lines in a photograph
that doesn't quite cross in view...

It’s not what I’m accustomed to…

We are all in pictures that will be forgotten…

At least I can say the same
for the table of the rotten.

Flipping pages…

Complete.

So many memories
left glossy envelopes alone,
forever unknown,
and old
grey scaled
sunny days
on the beach.

A life of smiling retreats
and no one knows a soul,
especially the one whose view
we knew.

And all those looking into the eye
have all died.

No more tears are cried
and I can smile as I flip on past,
knowing where I, one day to,
will be at last.
 Jul 2016 Blanket
denise
Do you know how much it hurts?
To see you everyday. To know you everyday.  
Trying to believe that what we had was real. What we have is real.
I tried to believe in you. Did you know that? I believed in you. I believe in you.
But you of all people. I don't know what I expected. I'm tired of getting hurt.
You've hurt me more than I should've let you. You hurt me.

I loved you. I love you.

And I had to let go. I can't let you go.

I'm sorry. *I'm so sorry.
i can't.
 Jun 2016 Blanket
Five Fingers
I prayed
and I was given
but I told God it was not to be

I took
what was not given

He will be back to claim her from me
if He wills it, it will be
 May 2016 Blanket
Harsh
Dear Beautiful Sunflower,

Here’s to the ones that remember
what kind of ice cream you like
and bring it to you on those lonely nights
(even though you told them in passing
ages ago in a fleeting moment).
To the ones that nod to you in a group of people
and make eye contact when your
input seems to be overhwhelmed.
To the ones who keep their promises,
no matter how big or small.
To the friends who will put away
their pride and their projects to come help you.
To the ones who love you unapologetically.
Thank you for calling me out
when I'm too ******* myself.
Thank you for spoiling me when I've fallen
and encouraging me when I stand again.

Without wax,
Someone Who Can't
Say "Thank You" Enough*

P.S. One day you'll realize how much you brighten people's day.
If you find yourself in these words, I thank you for being a ray of sunshine in our times of darkness.
 May 2016 Blanket
Paul Gilhooley
Love is honest, love is kind,
Love is brutal, love is blind,
Love is hope, love is sorrow,
Love today, is hurt tomorrow,
Love it comes, love it goes,
How long it stays, no one knows.

© Cinco Espiritus Creation
 Apr 2016 Blanket
Sierra Tennant
I alone, carry the scars of my past
Each slash defining vital moments
Vital clues
Vital times, that left me askew
Each faded mark
Marring the once blank canvas
That is my skin
I alone, carry the scars of my past
With each day they fade
Memoir's imprinted onto decaying skin
Emotions blanched by insecurities
With each day they fade
They fade away,
The associated moments drifting
I alone, carry the scars of my past
The girl who had inflicted these wounds,
No longer exists
The girl who had inflicted these wounds,
No longer exists
For she is me
And I am no longer her
I alone, carry the scars of my past
The girl I once was
Will not define the girl I will be
The girl I once was
Will not define the future
She is a ghost
She has left me with only a mere remnant of herself;
Scars
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