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 Feb 2018 Rebecca Rose
Skyler M
I've made up my mind,
And there's nothing that you or my mind can do to stop me,
You may slow me down,
You may **** my lights,
But I will continue with the same passion as I feel now.

I've made up my mind,
To do something better than now,
Staying up until the early morning,
To dream of better years and nostalgic memories.

I've made up my mind,
I want to play keyboard,
And get up onto the stage,
To pour my words into the speakers,
Just to let people know that they are not alone.

I've made up my mind,
Even if I crash and burn,
No matter how much sludge,
I won't be a slave in a non-profit job,
I won't be stuck inside my own head,
I'll explore the world and see new things.

I've made up my mind,
I hope you're coming with me.
Let it be remembered...that on my 16th birthday

I told myself I'd do something more in this world.

I told myself that I'd ignore all the adults and their doubts.

I told myself that I can be better than this depressed head.

I told myself that I can make a change for the better, for myself and this world, even if it's minuscule.

I hope that when I'm 30 years old...I can see this again and smile,
because I was successful...
Just maybe...
But we'll just have to see, hm?
 Feb 2018 Rebecca Rose
Lu
with eyes of pure gold

you melted hearts

like they were nothing
Are roses red?
Are violets blue?
Is it true the Sun is chasing our Moon?
When he says goodbye,
does that mean see you soon?
When the wind blows, are the daisies still yellow?
And when you're confronted,
are you still mellow?
When you close your eyes at night
are you really sleeping tight?
Are your dreams filled with gold
or are they chasing you with fright?
They say at the end of the tunnel is a light
When you see, is it past your sight?
This is a tester poem written by me briefly today, like if it is worth keeping on my page!
 Feb 2018 Rebecca Rose
Leah R
I spent my youth in a third row seat
You and me way back low down
Give me a smooch, no one is looking
Or even if they are

Yellow lights from the highway passing
Slide over you in a v neck t shirt
Me in jeans way too tight
Friday nights were always this

But not tonight

Dinners together turned to an all-liquid diet
We don't share a seat
We share a hospital bed
You are not like
a volcano
with its
liquid rock
running down
full of urgency
No you are
more like
the sky
when
it
thunders
I love me some thunder...love should make some noise.
Nine months she labored,
Baring sweat, exhaustion and pain.
Some men may think it's easy,
But a mother's role isn't an easy game.

Her tears of joy, new baby born,
All laboring is now at an end.
To see her face for the first time,
I am your child my mother,
A lovely God sent friend.

As twelve months pasted, aging 1 to two, to three.
Growing up with love and kindness,
A wonderful boy mom said to me.
Getting older as years stays young,
As mother gets weaker, I got even strong.

One great lesson that I learnt growing up,
Is that God can hear all mother's prayers.
So every child who disobeys and lies,
Understand what mothers are for.
To stand besides you every day,
And pick you up when you fall.
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