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 Feb 2019 Starving Artist
Ky
What could I ask of Valentine's Day?
To be held tight and swept away?
For the sun to lift me to the sky,
or the moon to croon a lullaby?

To find myself - to grow, to learn?
For long lost dreams to now return?
To throw my heart, and it be caught?
For deepest fears to fade to naught?

For the softest kiss? The gentlest touch?
I used to think I asked too much.
Elaborate cards and frivolous gifts
could never truly capture this.

It seems unjust that just one day
is designated now to say
what love can bring, what love can do,
what I have found, in love, with you.
 Feb 2019 Starving Artist
Poolza
I still remember
The warmth of the bright sunshine
Now a dark shadow
They won't let
me sleep.
Those memories,
cuts that are
so d e e p .
Memories;
sour and sweet,
some bad,
others that I want to keep.
Tears
begin to seep.
I can't forget these
things. I want
to sleep.
That's what you get when you think too much before bed...
Tears
stain her
eyes. Clearly, she's
had better times. But
what you can't see
is her heart.

That has
already
          f
                      a
                 l
                          l
                    e
                                n

a p a r t .
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