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 Nov 2021 Skye
David Lessard
If I give you love
what will I get in return?
will it be acknowledged?
or will it be but spurned?
If I offer my love
will you be mine forever?
or will you laugh at me
and say to me   - not ever.
Am I just a fool in love?
head over heels and blind?
silly and sheepish, blushing
not knowing what's in my mind?
I stand on the steps of happiness
worried, lest I fall
falling at your feet
all curled up in a ball.
Columbus took a chance
and by God - he did all right
I cannot leave you now
without putting up a fight.
I smiled and said I love you
my voice began to crack
but your eyes lit up I swear
as you smiled at me right back!
 Nov 2021 Skye
Traveler
Gifted
 Nov 2021 Skye
Traveler
We are gifted
another try
every time
we end a life
!!!
We can awake to
a brand new existence
where magic is accessible
and higher love is persistent
$$
In the soothing whisper of death
fear has no foundation
we can leave the doors unlocked
and take a stress free vacation…
P.S.
Take my word
death is absolutely safe
so enjoy your life
fearing not your fate!
Traveler 🧳 Tim
 Nov 2021 Skye
Kyle White
Grief
 Nov 2021 Skye
Kyle White
Get some sleep, my love
Do not stay awake
To prevent the pain of the morning
You'll arrive there anyway, and
You'll fare better
Well-rested
 Nov 2021 Skye
Salsa AK
Letters
 Nov 2021 Skye
Salsa AK
I burned your letters
and finally
felt the warmth of your words.
 Nov 2021 Skye
Brooke
Monsters
 Nov 2021 Skye
Brooke
When I was little
I was scared
Scared of the monsters living under my bed
I used to hide, under my blanket
Under my blanket, I was safe
The monsters couldn’t reach me under my blanket

My parents used to say
The monsters would go away
I would grow up and that then they would leave

But I grew up
And the monsters didn’t leave
Turns out my monsters, grew with me
Now instead of under my bed
The monsters live inside my head

So I hide, under my blanket
Where I think I am safe
Wondering if after all this time
My blanket can still keep the monsters at bay
 Nov 2021 Skye
Samantha Cunha
I wrote you a haiku
In summer rain

All you brought

Was dampened pages
&
pain.
 Nov 2021 Skye
Tyler
uncertainty
 Nov 2021 Skye
Tyler
I can deal with the uncertainty of the universe.

Yet I'm hung up on the uncertainty of
what is us.
 Nov 2021 Skye
Diljeev
butterflies and sugar rush
looking at her mane brush,
rustling of novel pages
the endless sea
sat by the porch she,
why?
there's arousal for the causal,
and what followed since?
the fruit seems forbidden
and looks a lot like quince,
the endless sea,
sat by the porch she
where do the waves go
we shall see.
 Nov 2021 Skye
Andrew
I see myself
 Nov 2021 Skye
Andrew
I see myself -
wrinkles
cover my eyes,

a smile
surrounds my words
and I

am old,
but I am happy
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