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 Apr 2018 Kris Balubar
Selena WH
Sometimes
A simple smile can end up
Making someone
Happy.

A mere compliment
Can give someone a positive
Influx of energy
And brighten up their day.

Sometimes
A little appreciation
Is all that's needed to make
Someone's life worth
Living.

Sometimes
Something as simple as
Watching the butterflies unfold
Their wings against the
Skin of someone's finger
Can bring a smile to
Their face.

Or the tiny fingers of a toddler
Trying to intertwine
With theirs is enough to
Melt their heart.

These joys may seem
Inane in the grander scheme
Of things, but therein
Lies their truest happiness.

That's just how life works.
 Mar 2018 Kris Balubar
Isabelle
hello my old heart
it’s been so long
how have you been
you’re barely beating

hello my old heart
i’ve been so worried
are you still there
inside my ribs?

hello my old heart
you’re almost still

oh i’m sorry, i’m sorry
the walls i built to keep you safe
are now too sky high
that’s why i didn’t hear your pleas

hello my old heart
don’t you worry being locked
in there you’re safe and sound
yes you’ll never beat but you’ll never break
hello my old heart
when will i set you free?
end
And somehow
we need to understand
that all things
will come to an end.
To pave way
for others.
Even the sun
has to set
to let the moon shine.
And it was an end for us too.
I've always wanted someone to hold my hand
and tell me I'm pretty.

I've always wanted someone to go on unplanned
travels with to far off cities.

I've always wanted someone to look at me
and smile like in the books.

I've always wanted someone to comment and be
blown away by my looks.

I've always wanted someone to see from afar
And want to be mine.

All my dreams, though, have been marred
And the stars never align.
Hello everyone,

  I'm so very sorry … I feel horrible doing this, but I have no choice. You see, I have published my first book on Amazon/Kindle! This piece (and many others) had to be taken down because they do not allow published material to be available online for free. (Go figure) I wanted to leave the shell of the posts because I felt compelled to leave all your helpful and loving comments. (Silly sentimental, I know), but I also didn't want to just have the pieces disappear without an explanation. I feel bad enough as it is!

  I owe ALL of you so, SO much for all of your reads, love, and support. It was YOU that gave me the gumption to FINALLY get off my **** and publish! Thank you all for the warm comments, camaraderie, and encouragement! I will still be here, reading, uploading and just being the Rascal that I am. How could I EVER leave you guys?

  The book is called “The Way I See It – FictionPhilosophySoul Food” and it will be FREE for the first few days on Kindle Select, so watch for it, if you are interested. I hope that you go and grab it. If you do, I would also hope that you find it worthy, you would leave me a good review. That will help me get in the public eye! Soon afterward (2-3 days or so), it will be available in paperback.

Find the book(s) here: www.amazon.com/author/jeff.gaines

Or find the book(s), and all about me, here: www.JeffGaines.world

  Soon after, I also hope to have my first novel (a supernatural thriller), called “Wanderer” available as well!

  Wish me luck!

                                Big, Biggest Love,

                                               Jeff Gaines
Another lullaby written for my HS sweetheart in the midst of one of our many falling-outs. Sadly, I have since lost the melody.
 Mar 2018 Kris Balubar
Isabelle
.
.
.
tired but couldn’t sleep
i’m wondering if you’re worth to keep
this foolish heart is in pain
but still it beats your name
telling me how to stop
is telling me how not to love
I love your hugs
Your kisses too
With each one I am given
Another piece of you
This is  another text to Tay, I hope you guys don't get tired of them because it seems like they are never-ending. I love how easily inspired I am these days. Live will do that to you.
 Mar 2018 Kris Balubar
Lucy
Give up, don't fight
**** myself tonight
It's not what I want
It is how I feel
I don't like to tell ya
But I somehow gotta deal

But maybe
It's the other way around
Cause at this point
I don't really know
What I truly Feel
If I feel at all
What I really think consciously
Conjure up at will

Put a pen to the paper
A keyboard to the screen
Post my poems online so I can finally be seen

I crave connection
Like all humans do
But as someone like me
I crave solitude

Get up, no spite
Safe myself tonight
It is what I want
Kinda how I feel
I really need to tell ya
To finally make the deal
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