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 Jun 2018 Rimea
Amiso Pius
No Sense
 Jun 2018 Rimea
Amiso Pius
Some things find a way to exist in isolation
But i chose the the Comfort of your kisses.

It almost makes sense,
At least that's what I tell me,
Reassuring my being that you exist
That your kisses exist.

Blind? No.
Maybe stupid? Kinda.

You exist,I know you breath..I've felt you
I Love you..
And I fail to see how senseless that is.
You make sense to me
Even though your kisses only rain in my Dreams.
©amiso_pius
Nostalgia...dream I hope will com true
 Jun 2018 Rimea
Marissa
Therapist
 Jun 2018 Rimea
Marissa
More medicine less medicine no medicine at all
How do you feel
I don’t know
I’m crazy that’s all
To many sleepless nights
Racing thought that won’t stop
I feel sad then I stay up all night
The insanity controlls me
It’s because of ADD
It’s because of Depression
It’s because of Anxiety
Maybe Bipolar
I’m lost in my madness
It’s insanity

You are my friend…..


One of maybe two or three
I give that label to
and now you’re moving far away
I don’t know what to do

Of all the people in my life
you're one I like the most
And when you’re gone I fear I’ll be
a lost and empty ghost


In rough times you could make me laugh
No matter if crying
That’s how it was for you and I
Song birds always singing


Seldom in life those come along
with whom you just connect
No effort needed to belong
Each other, you both get

In a dark sky, you’re my North Star
Beacon of light and hope
But now it’s just an empty space
Left with six feet of rope

And selfishly, in fact I'd do
about most anything
If I could get you not to leave
Forever we could sing

But doing so would mean that you
Would live life in a cage
Taking away what makes you, You
It wouldn’t be the same

I’m not that selfish even though
the pain rips at my core
I’d take it for eternity
If it meant you weren’t sore

My dearest friend I hope you know
I love you very much

And even though you won’t be close;
Can not reach out and touch


I know we’ll talk and even see
each other time to time
When touching base or catching up
To know each other’s fine

But like a tide, sometimes in life
Friendships will ebb and flow
Each person has a life to live
And down a path we go

And even in those times when we
might drift further apart
You’re someone I’ll always hold near
and cherish in my heart


Fly Fly away now little bird
Go off and spread your wings

And I’ll wait here till you return
When once again we sing
Written: June 21, 2018

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 Jun 2018 Rimea
Moonlight Bliss
rejection is redirection
This three words make everything sense to me.
 Jun 2018 Rimea
Alex B
Someone stole my color
And threw it to the wind
Scattered like ashes
I don’t know if I’ll ever find it

Someone stole my color
From the face I know so well
I saw it in the cotton candy clouds
And the teal ocean swell

Someone stole my color
I guess that’s where it went
The world looks so much brighter
Like something heaven-sent

Someone stole my color
And that’s what no one knows
Depression isn’t black
It’s the color of a rose

It’s the light orange in a sunset
And the yellow of a peach
Light blue, my favorite color
So simply out of reach

Purple like my favorite eyeshadow
No, lavender, I’d guess you’d say
And my favorite music artist
Although he has passed away

Someone stole my color
Now everything’s too bright
I suppose sometimes darkness
Isn’t the opposite of light

Someone stole my color
So I’ll wear grey and black
As if in mourning
Until I get it back
 Jun 2018 Rimea
Triste
How?
 Jun 2018 Rimea
Triste
How can I keep my words silent?
How can I keep my heart chained?
How can I starve my feelings
And never quench its thirst?
How can I empty my dreams
And clear my thoughts of you?
How can I turn the music down
When all I want to hear is you?
How can I forget the conversations
And the laughter you give?
How can I watch the sunset and never fall for you?
How it colors me gold with the fire I have for you
How can I let this die
When I keep living for you?
 Jun 2018 Rimea
Krishnapriya
I wonder what secret
The trees whisper to the breeze?
Do the birds hear that secret
And announce it in their song?

Does the wind hold it
And drop it in the seas?
Does the sea speak it out
And share it with the stars?

Do the heavens then resound
With the secret of the trees?

And the clouds,
Oh yes! Those clouds
Blue, black and grey
Is that why come rushing?

Across the seas to caress
With gentle rain the trees
And whisper,
"Heaven knows your heart,
There are no secrets from God."

The trees smile and sway
Fulfilled and complete in love.
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