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 Mar 2016 moonface
Thomas clark
Save my tears for bedtime
you,ll hear me laugh
you,ll see me smile
but im still sad
alll the while
saving my tears for bedtime

i joke around
and act the clown
but deep inside
i still feel down
saving my tears for bedtime

i talk the talk
i act the part
but i still got
a broken heart
saving my tears for bedtime

got to be strong
for my kids
but my whole life
has hit the skids
saving my tears for bedtime

the tears i cry
no one will see
just my pillow
for company
saving my tears for bedtime

the sun will never see my tears
only the moon and stars will know i cry
wen you see me in the daylight
i,ll always have a smile in my eye
cos i,m saving my tears for bedtime
 Mar 2016 moonface
Chloe Zafonte
Take chances and stop living in fear
Even if it hurts you again and again
Get back up it won't have you drop dead.
 Mar 2016 moonface
SM
A little conversation
would mean the world to me
but this is how
it was meant to carry out
I can’t go back seasons ago
to say goodbye
and neither can you
Maybe a little conversation
is asking for too much
while waiting for months and years to pass
losing my mind
and seeing the world
A little conversation
is something to work for
When I’m old enough
to appreciate a friend
once more
I hope to see you again
for a little conversation
 Mar 2016 moonface
Lyra
Physics
 Mar 2016 moonface
Lyra
“I can’t wait to share lives with you, and go grocery shopping with you and have you offer to carry my books and go on picnics with you and go for two a.m. coffee hunts with you and to be able to kiss you whenever I want and to be able to hold you whenever I want and to be able to crawl into your arms after a long day and to have you hold me after I've had one of my breakdowns until I fall asleep. I can't wait to be able to see you every morning sitting on our couch with coffee and a smile. I can't wait to have you surprise me with flowers for no reason and to have you leave cute notes for me all over the house and to fill your thoughts every hour of the day, the way you fill mine. I can't wait to have you shower me with little kisses and surprise me with bear hugs and spoil me with your genuine love. I can't wait to be the part of your life you can't shut up about, I can't wait for you to show me off to your friends and to have you be proud of me. I can't wait for you to be in love with every part of me as I am with every part of you. I can't wait to wear your shirts and breathe you in after I've had one of my little fits. I can't wait to be the reason you are functioning and alive, the way you are mine. I can’t wait to massage your neck after a long day at work or have you tell me what you found interesting about physics class and spontaneously slow dance after an argument and spend a lazy afternoon in bed with you playing with my hair and me playing with your fingers. I can't wait to be the one you collapse against, after a challenging day of training. I can't wait to be the one kissing you and hugging you and supporting you after every basketball game and every race and every marathon. I can't wait to hug your sweaty body and grab your slippery face and kiss your lips so hard that you can ******* adoration and love for you. I can’t wait to start a family with you and to see you look at what we have and I can’t wait to grow old with you, even if I know you don’t love me back anymore.”
not really a poem, just an unsent letter to my unrequited love.
 Mar 2016 moonface
Oscar Mann
Since the longing never stops
I decided to prolong
The loathsome silence between us
And let love prolong this lockdown
Of heart and soul
Mind and matter
Fact and fiction

Since home is where the heart is
I decided to hide
From the harshness of our silence
And hide my hopelessness
From you
Just you
Always you
I’ve been drowning in the ocean of your eyes
It’s turning into the only thing I know
And it may be the thing that breaks me
But I can’t forget it’s the thing that waked me

Treading water when I long to fly
The way you smile when I want to cry
This just might be the roses thorn
I’m torn
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