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Give me the colors of a rainbow and I'll be your heart's extol  
or a petal from your favorite rose so I can place it in my soul;
Send me the pillow the fairies have gleaned with watermark  
I'll hold it to my chest until I hear the melodious coo of a lark!  

Be a Spiritual Gem inside me, I will polish and make you shine  
like a soaring star I'll glitter so you know,"I'm truly~truly thine."
Hello.
I know this message will not reach you, but it must be written.
Every poem I wrote in hopes you would see it.
I have been lost in you for years now.

I have been doing a lot of thinking and found the place where I must be.
It's a warm place, but I need support to feel alive.
I struggle to find dependable people or anyone who seeks to take an interest in me.
I think you would call me the problem and I wholeheartedly disagree.

But that won't change the shadows of friends now gone I still hear.
Haunting, in my dreams.
You were one who gave me life and brought me back from the precipice.
A place I have been too many times.

But in the place where hope is lost, the most important thing becomes clear.
I've known what it was and caught glimpses.
What is important, I learned of me, is to live as I see fit.
Living as you see fit, expressing your ethics through strategies I think is the correct way to be.

You will be strong, you will find your love flourish as that is just who you are.
You called my apology too late, I feel I had to learn my guilt before it could truly change me into a better man.
But the life you gave me was genuine and my feelings absolute.
I am no longer lost yet I do not fret for the fact my love remains.

I don't know if I will meet you again.
If we are not to be fated, that piece of my heart will be with you forever.
I know you won't read this message, so know I care for you deeply.
There was never enough time so farewell, into my life I return.
Lost moment, cared for deeply.
If love were a seed...

I'd plant them all around my garden.
I’d gather them in the harvest
And package them up to give away.
I'd become an urban gorilla gardener
Filling ***** of dirt with many seeds
Then toss them grenade-style
Onto abandoned lots, at passersby, and
Into the hate-filled corners of our world.
I'd give packets of love to family and friends.

If love were a seed, I'd plant it in hearts.
 5d Traveler
JDK
Paint with red creation,
white skin tightened grip.
She's grown too sharp with patience;
a ***** to let it in.

Come on if you please.
Stay here if you need.
Pray on bended knees.
(I'll say the rest is due.)

The good men all are taken,
they've taken 'til it's gone.
Sordid imagination,
is this the man you want?

Come on if you please.
Stay here if you need.
Pray on bended knees.
I'll say the rest is due.
Give and take

Strictly business

Giving and receiving

Love? Maybe.
I went to bed last night
With a little square of chocolate,
And woke up with
chocolate sheets --
***! What a noob!
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