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A- A part of you know that you are special
B- Because you know the part of you is in there somewhere
C- Clueless, disgraceful, and obedient
D- Depressed over the bad things
E- Everybody has their own feelings
F- Farewell to all the people who are unkind
G- Graceful sometimes you want to be nice
H- Healthy brushing your teeth, kids say no vegetables for dinner
I- I see you all the being good sometimes
J- Just be yourself
K- Kindness to others always
L- Love always have love for others
M- Mind always, expand it, if you don’t use it you lose it
N- Never say never
O- Orange that little container of medication
P- Punctual, don’t be late
Q- Quiet don’t be loud
R- Respectful, respect your elders
S- Smartness, use your head
T- Textbook, that little book in your desk
U- Be Useful, help
V- Venture the world one day
W- Wannabe the person in math class who’s taking your boyfriend
X- Xmas, Christmas, the presents
Y- Yard, no better place to play
Z- Zero, Nada
I wrote this just after beginning kindergarden! I found it in our old stuff and it's pretty wild what my younger self thought! The grammar has not been edited as I wanted it to be exactly as I wrote it then
1
Eggshells cannot be
the foundation of trusting
I’ve tried it before

2
eyes that mirror earth
hands that reflect the heavens
you are everywhere

3
You sing silently
I have been known to deafen
our song is the same

4
If I paint my body
colors of sincerity
would you believe me?

5
Look into the woods
and tell me you don’t see it
looking back at you

6
reaching into me
you may find gold or garbage
accept both or none

7
The clouds are empty
the ground is already wet
stop praying for rain

8
then she wants ice cream
I’ve never before tasted
a woman so sweet

9
There are seldom nights
when sleep will trump poetry
tonight is seldom

10
count the syllables
in the God-forsaken screams
of empty poets

11
distance makes the heart
double its normal volume
love is broken ribs

12
Up jump the boogie,
blood dazzler, piano farm,
what will I call it?

13
wind through the branches
spinning its propaganda
trees will always bow

14
brevity, my friend
is grossly overrated
buy low and sell high

15
When clouds are singing
the melody is raindrops
falling on my head

16
Carbon has big shoes
Standing on earth’s jugular
Cause of death well known

17
People always say
the news sounds funny. It’s just
rock and roll to me.

18
A question rises
amid the revolution
Where are the poets?

19
if the sunset tried
to be something beautiful
it would cease to be

20
They found him floating
on the screen of an i-phone
Poor young Narcissus

21
Sleepy hills yawning
Under a needlepoint sky
Just a stitch in time

22
Our hearts and our hands
Are far too often strangers
Unite with passion

23
Dandelion girl
Dancing, amused by the wind
Never taking root

24
Rain on my eyelids
Spring’s pocket always carries
A panacea

25
spinning in the queue
are we escaping the tea
you poured for Venus?

26
Parmesan crusted
cauliflower bites served with
garlic aioli

27
surround sound crickets
each with its electric voice
serenade the dark

28
I will always have
more things in common with a
mirror than with you

29
there is very little
a properly placed sunset
cannot remedy

30
cocksure and wanting
we are blind and we’re leading
this dichotomy
Holding hands, yet feeling alone,
Your presence was meant to be my home.

I can still feel you-
         the you you used to be,
The us that was,
               the you and me.

Holding hands, yet feeling alone.
Where did the excitement go?
The magic we would feel-
                 with every touch,
The joy,
              the nerves,
                                 the rush-

Holding on to every word-
                 anticipating the next.
Remembering each and every moment,
Waiting anxiously to create the rest.

Now we rest on each other,
sometimes without a word to say.
What happened to the moments-
when we hadn't enough hours in a day.

At least when we admit-
             that what we had is now lost.
I will have gained a million memories to put to a song.

And every time 'our song' plays,
                           I'll surely think of you.
Dreams shared, Years lost-
       *and all I'm left with is a tune.
I feel so alone on my own
in the dark
pain in my heart

I have know one to to blame
it's such a shame
this is not a game
to you this may be lame

My mind is a little unstable
my world is deteriorating
I feel shaken
everything keeps breaking

If you choose the path
prepare to fell the wrath
To be sad and go a little mad
you well fell these rage in your heart
and feel like you well be crushed

I'm breaking from this frame
done with the blame game
free of the pain
break every chain
and show my wings
 May 2014 Frederick Hart
llyana
Again, I saw you standing there today
Still i cant find the words to say
Cant let out a "hi" or "hey"
Not even sure if it's okay

All along i've been following you
But when you look back I dont know what to do
Will you ever know this love is true?
Or will i remain forever feeling blue?

If only courage is something you can buy
Then maybe I dont have reasons to lie
About the words that came out as a sigh
Dont want to keep this until i die.
Made this tonight just to have something to post. Cant remember where i put the old ones i wrote.
I am the last soul in the universe,
sailing a ship that will find no shore.
The souls that came after me are no longer,
as are the ones that came before.
The sea around me is a dark abyss,
and the island I seek, a star.
Here I am the loneliest soul in the cosmos,
dreaming I am watched from afar.
I built this ship of shadows,
and hoisted sails from fallen dreams.
I am the last captain of the stars,
praying darkness is more than it seems.
How strange it is of life
to love with no love in turn
How strange it is of life
that a cold shoulder can burn
How strange it is of life
that you bring a tear to my eye
How strange it is of life
that you let me pass you by
In moments of my life
I lie, I do admit.
I try and guard my heart
with my rancor and my wit.

In moments of my life
I gave a piece of myself,
for nothing in turn.
There's always another woman
for whom a man's heart will yearn.

In moments of my life
I doubt I will have a one and all;
one who understands me
when I cut and when I crawl.

In moments of my life
I try and run from my fate.
Yet as I've found,
with growing dread,
I'm already too late.
This is for all the lonely souls like me.
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