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M Salinger Sep 25
you loved him
fiercely,

and how it's
gone

and that's okay

because timing
is
everything
M Salinger Sep 11
It's been 19 years
and America
is still
burning.

The death & destruction
carries on
without prejudice,
taking all it its wake
and leaving sorrowed
loved ones
behind.

Man creates man.
Man destroys man.

The only constant is the earth
below our feet
& our conflict with each other,
from whose blood and ashes
a new one
is born.

When will we wake to see
we have been the masters
of our own terror
all along?
In loving memory of all the lives lost and affected, now and then.
M Salinger Apr 27
Come forth
little one
and be guided
by the warmth
of your own
light
to my niece whose innocence knows no bounds.
M Salinger Feb 23
j,
You are the grounding
sun
to my mother earth,
full of fields
& wildflowers
running free,
that only know time
through the dusk
and dawn
that follow,
& the sweet suckle
of the bees.
Worlds apart, but when
we finally meet,
the heavens and the trees
rejoice
for what is filled
used to be hallow
and what could be
is finally being.
to the man who reminded me that having faith in the good, is just as important as finding it
M Salinger Jun 2019
I've been this
girl
before,
heartbroken
& just a little
bit broken
after

that doesn't feel
a right enough reason
for this river of
heartache inside

I'm told, girls
just wanna
have
fun

but that
is a three letter word that
evades me

replaced with
***
&
sin
on this tormented journey towards
joy

all while hiding from
the grasps of your
ego.

They say..
a four letter world
this time

no, not
****
or lust,

love.

that's the thing
that has truly evaded
me

that's what
I thought
this was

but now,
I'm just a
girl

in love with a
boy
I don't even
respect.

Memories of you
still pull at my
heartstrings

a dam
I have held in place
for so long
& the only
release tonight

instead of your hands

tangled in my hair,
legs wrapped in
each other's,
breath
hot in my ear,
steady & rhythmic,
two bodies
moving
as one.

But that was never us,
was it?
One.

How can
something
that feels so
right,
be so wrong?

Because,
sweet girl,
there's something
you don't
know
& something
he's
holding back.
Dedicated to the boy who broke my heart, on his birthday.
M Salinger Feb 2019
I watch him
move
and wonder
if this will
all end
terribly

he doesn't fear
that inspiration
is tethered
to the
muse

his fear the
inverse
of my demons

fickle
in nature

burdened
by his
paradox
of never
loving someone
fully
when they love
him.
M Salinger Feb 2019
I just want
a man
who is sweet
and
wholesome
and
kind
and
will wash my
hair
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