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A small applause has
enough potential to
shoot a star upon the
moon of creative inspiration.

© Jl 2016
 Feb 2016 Samantha Wild
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Moon
 Feb 2016 Samantha Wild
serà
You remind me of the moon
so beauteous
so bright
yet so far away
 Jan 2016 Samantha Wild
Erin
"And how does that make you feel" she asks, pen poised over clipboard.
I want to scream at her, tell her that mere words could never hold the weight of what I feel
But instead I stare fiercely into her eyes and say...
"how does it make you feel, to know you can't save me?"
it was 3 AM
you painted
"darling, you’re beautiful"
on my spine
we wanted to feel the ocean hugging
so we drove to the beach
i was almost drunk
you were almost pure,
but i couldn’t remember
what your name
tasted like
i almost forgot
i was
insane
- poems are prettier when they are in blue
 Jan 2016 Samantha Wild
love me
You ask me how I can love you
You who is broken, and limping, and lame
I stop you before the tear can fall
Taking them from your eyes
And crying them out my own
I tell you the truth of absolute love
I tell you I wear no blinders
I see you as you are
I see your imperfections but we are all flawed
Those minute cracks in your soul
Trickle out pain in swirling hues of tender that highlight your heart
A heart you profess is black and stone
But it beats strong within my chest
Where I will nuture it and feed it with my own
I see all the nicks and bruises and breaks
They are not reasons to walk away
They are the very thing that makes you worthy
Your damage healed in stregnth
You are not broken
You are beautiful in all things
A tender heart that bleeds for others
That hates you for not being better...for me
Don't you know?  Can't you see?
There is no better, you are as good as it gets
It is I who is unworthy
And in all your fear of being alone, you overlook the truth of who  you are
of who I am when I am with you
You see beauty in every corner of derelict
You fill my cracks with your joy
To the point where you feel you run out, not even knowing you gave it away
You see in me what I am unable to see in myself
And because it is you who sees it I believe you
I see your cracks and spackle them with love
I see the scars and am thankful you survived the journey
And tomorrow, or next week next month or next year
When you have grown strong in my love
When the time comes that you realize I am naught but pieces duct taped together
When you  see the truth of what I have always known
I will still love you
When you move on to brighter days and greener pastures
I will still love you
When you see that you are worthy of more than I am able to give you
I will still love you, as I do now
For I never learned how to unlove someone
And you have always been worthy
 Jan 2016 Samantha Wild
Amanda
I wish my heart could be
as innocent
as it once was
before it knew
h e ar t bre a k.
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