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Owen Jan 2021
Hazel eyes
she has these hazel eyes.
They warm me skin to bone,
heart and soul.
They get me lost,
in leaves and sunbeams,
quiet morning coffees.
Steam rising
through the boughs.
Crunching snowy footsteps
in the forest.
And when her smile
reaches those heart melting
breathtaking eyes,
I let go of doubt,
and I surrender.
If I was a believer I'd say those eyes were heaven sent.
Owen Jan 2021
And now, I'm in limbo.
No direction, perception of up
or down,
right, left, or wrong.
Just reaching, grasping
at the passing instances
of serotonin.
I dont know me like I used to
and I question everything.
These are strange times
Owen Jan 2021
And suddenly we weren't strangers
in a crowd.
Disregarding distance,
the miles mean nothing
if shes there
at the end of the road.
With kind eyes of hazel
even warmer than her name
and a voice that buckles my knees
she has a heart of gold.
And she doesnt need me.
Yet chooses to be
here.
No words
can do this feeling justice.
But shes a sunset on the beach,
A cold night sitting by the fire.
The light shining through the trees.
She's everything that inspires
me to be.
Owen Jan 2021
Take me back
to the days of youth gone by.
To the days before a small device
controlled and stole our lives.
To the days when every second
wasnt spent staring a screens.
Where I listened to the birds
and memorized the songs they sing.
Back when the moments in between were times to feel at peace.
To sitting underneath a tree,
closing my eyes and letting be.
To staring at the clouds,
and feeling every summer breeze.
I used to be so close to it all
the dirt, the creek, the sky.
I hope its not to late to reconnect
before I die.
This one is very rhymey which isnt always my thing. life was so much more simple before I got a smartphone and I miss it.
Owen Jan 2021
I keep leaving ruby petals
on sleeping eyes.
The delicate pieces of my heart
given away like souvenirs.
Memorabilia, a fragrant lingering memory of me.
I hope they bring you joy.
A reminder of how truly and deeply
one can love another.
It only saddens me
that hesitation now precedes passion.
As Im growing older, colder,
and farther from my roots.
Won't someone hold my rose heart together, thorns and all.
Owen Jan 2021
3AM
Tonight I missed you
so much I got into bed
as if trying not to disturb you
and stayed on the edge of the mattress because you love to spread out.
I close my eyes
let my heart slow
and rest at ease
I can almost feel the weight of you next to me.
Hear your breathing and
reply when you talk
in your sleep.
All wishful thinking
you're so far away from here
the bed is so empty
and I'm alone with my fears.
I wish you missed me
but you don't
and I hate these tears.
I feel hollow without her here
Owen Jan 2021
The brightest flames
burn you the worst,
leave you the coldest
when snuffed out.

So I'll go without warmth,
the sun, the moon,
and the stars.
Ill look away from her eyes.
Ill forget her touch.
I dont want to feel this
I dont want to bleed
on such a beautiful person.
Im not healed enough yet to deserve these feelings.
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