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 Oct 2016 Mr Ribeiro
Emma
The trees flow in the wind,
perfectly synchronized, dancing in waves
leaves shake as rain scatters onto the road
it is yet another windy, rainy day
i think to myself, standing
i can almost reach out to the rain on the window pane
thinking of my regrets, i reminisce
memories and thoughts flooding through my head
i feel it is my fault for everything
staring at the window pane, looking at my hand's reflection
it leaves a print on the glass, a short, sweet memory of the present
it is yet another windy, rainy day
and i wish you were here with me
I wrote this because of my dad, he died when i was 4.
Sometimes
I speak
Just to fill
The silence.

Because
I hate
Feeling empty.

Because
I want
To know
What it’s like
To feel full.

Sometimes
You mistake my need
To fill
That silence
With who I am.

When
In reality

Sometimes

When I speak
I show you
What I am not.
 Oct 2016 Mr Ribeiro
Emma
It's the first day of school, Everything's going to be good.
It's the first day of school, I just want to stay home.

I wonder if my friends are still going to be by my side when I'm older.
I wonder if my friends are just going to abandon me when I'm older.

Sometimes, i look back at the past and think of how strong i was.
Sometimes, i look back at the past and think of how weak i was.

when I'm down, i think of all the good things I've done
when I'm down, i think of all the good things i haven't done.
Just writing this poem/vent because this is usually how people who procrastinate or people with anxiety think. it's nothing much.
 Oct 2016 Mr Ribeiro
lilac
You approach me, and a smirk is dangling by the side of your lips.
My heart is beating, because I very much do Love you.
I'm excited.

You come closer to me, and our bodies are merely inches away,
and I can feel the contagious Smile blossoming on my face as our hands
lace together every so gently.
Your hands are warm.

You untangle one hand from me, and it's placed on the small of my back.
I'm pulled closer to you, but instead of it feeling like you're doing the work,
it feels as if a sudden force is doing it for you.
Our lips touch.

A burst of explosion is around me, just like they say.
It is Fireworks, it really is.
I am now hugging you,
pressing you to my body.

And we are kissing.
The explosions continue.

My Love for you grows stronger, and
there's nothing more I want than for it to continue,
but I know the explosions must stop soon, because I know
they will always have to.

So we do.
We pull away, and I'm breathing heavily, sparks shooting out of my mouth,
and you're breathing heavily, the words I Love You slipping out over and over again.

I tell you, I Love You Too.
a love as strong as yours makes /me/ fall madly in love with you
i wish we were
walking in the rain
on the beach in
october
i wish
we were talking
in the rain
on the beach in
october

i wouldn't care about
my hair
in the rain on the beach
in october
in the rain
on the beach in
october

i wish we were
walking together
in this rainy weather
in october
on the beach in october
in the rain
My Husband

You reject me
& neglect me

You query me
& you weary me

You control me
& annul me

You coax me
& you hoax me

You disturb me
& perturb me

You vex me
& perplex me

You taunt me
& you haunt me

You ignore me
& you bore me

You blame me
& you shame me

You leave me
& deceive me

You cage me
& enrage me

You invade me
& degrade me

You bait me
& you hate me


My lover

You see me
& you free me

You kiss me
& you miss me

You warm me
& you charm me

You respect me
& protect me

You perceive me
& believe me

You hear me
& endear me

You mend me
& defend me

You delight me
& excite me

You face me
& embrace me

You esteem me
& redeem me

You ease me
& you please me

You know me
& you show me

You romance me
& enhance me
The lover in imaginary....
 Oct 2016 Mr Ribeiro
Ravanna Dee
In the lines around my mouth,
You could read two different stories.
        They could've come from a smile.
          Or quite possibly from a frown.
But honestly you'll never know,
Unless, you brave the risk,
       Of coming to me alone,
and asking me yourself.
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