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 Dec 2015 moonface
Lyra
Riptide
 Dec 2015 moonface
Lyra
I sit down by the waterfront, it's evening
the tide washes over my feet
it mimics you in every move it makes
it rushes to me then suddenly retreats -

If there's one thing I know about the ocean,
the same I will hope for your heart,
the sea always finds its way back to shore,
can we find our way back to the start?
Based on Cathy Cassidy's "Bittersweet", simply altered it slightly and posted it because this verse makes me feel things
 Dec 2015 moonface
Bunhead17
You see things,
you keep quiet about them
and you understand.
Because life changes, friends leave
and life doesn't stop for anybody.

You feel more deeply, isolated
your true heart, so understated
but things you see
as they flicker by
keep that strong resolution within held high.


Pain & suffering are always
inevitable for a large
intelligence and a deep heart.

Time stands still
as life takes your photo
feeling outcasted like Quasimodo.
Life is but a tapestry
one part you and another, me.


You are confined by the
walls you build yourself.

*But never limited to your imagination and desire
Copyright 2015
Inspired by (movie),''The perks of being a wallflower''.
 Dec 2015 moonface
Sam Elliott
The oneness of two.
Broken. Shattered. Dead to life.
Emptiness remains.
 Dec 2015 moonface
Samuel Hesed
Love is-
The tears you have cried on each others shoulders,
and promises you have made.
Love is-
Laughing at the past,
and being ready for the future
Copyright © 2015 Paul Forbes All Rights Reserved
 Dec 2015 moonface
m
maybe
 Dec 2015 moonface
m
You were with a girl.
I'm not sure if she's just a friend.
Maybe she's more than that.
Maybe her smiles touch your soul gentler.
Maybe her voice soothes the storms in your head.
Maybe her kisses make you feel safe.
I'm not sure.
I don't want to be sure.

You were with a girl.
Maybe this time, I'll stop checking my phone for messages that'll never come.
Maybe I'll stop counting the days since we last talked.
Maybe I won't think of you anymore.
I'm not sure.
But *******, I wanna be.
 Dec 2015 moonface
Sombro
I sought out
A girl whom I could envy
I sought in
A feeling I could control.

Laughing meltwater laughter
Skimming stones with skipping feet
All together
As if nothing were the same as others.

I sought out
A bond forged in experience
I brought in a little less control
I found myself drawn

To just one more hug.

Don't let's go, don't let's be
It's not as simple
As love and hate
For I was not free

I hold your hand and
Feel the shackles
I stroke your hair and
Feel the web.
Sticky.

I look at my feet
As I trot beside you and
I'm led by sticks and carrots
By my endless want for something
You'll have to go away to give me.
A poem for someone, that much is understood.
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