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Sam Sep 2016
A piece of jewelry hung on the wall,
Always stared at, never worn.
Some may take it down, try it on,
but it is always put back.
Its never gone to a fancy dinner,
Its never seen the light of day.
All the other bracelets are being worn,
but why not this one?
This one is broken,
This one is old.
Nobody wants it,
Nobody has the patience to fix it.
So it just sits there, collecting dust.
Waiting for the day, that it can finally be worn.
Sam Sep 2016
I cannot write a poem today,
My mind is so blankly far away.
I simply just don't have the time,
to be conjuring up some silly rhyme.
I sit here trying to write a line or two,
and I catch myself thinking of you.
For how did I let you into my mind,
Was this something I was supposed to find?
I was free, she was supposed to be my last.
Now you shall help me forget about my past.
I'm not sure where exactly this is going,
It's hard to stop once the words start flowing.
For I shall stop here, and give it a rest.
I really dear hope I wasn't a pest.
I try not to be, I really do,
Because I don't want to be the one that you rue.
Even though I was tired today,
I guess I wrote a poem anyways.
Sam Sep 2016
It's a beautiful thing.
We all desire it,
We all search for it.
Some find it with money,
Some search for it through other people.
We are all different in how we achieve our goals.
What is important, is that happiness is received in the end.
The end of what you ask?
The end of the day, the conversation, the year, your life.
We all get caught up in the busy world,
and forget to take a step back.
To enjoy the little things.
The beauty of a sunrise,
The music of the birds chirping,
The dazzling sunlight in the water.
Instead we think about work,
about what others think of us,
about the test next period,
about the latest gossip.
All of those things don't make us happy.
We may think it does at first,
but in reality, it's just a buffer.
Something in the way of happiness,
something causing us not to see, or hear, or think.
So do this for me,
take a step back,
relax,
breathe.
Happiness will come,
Everything will be okay.
*I promise.
listen
Sam Sep 2016
I'm tired.
Can't I just go to bed?
There is so much stuff I have to do,
i never do any of it anyways
but It can wait, right?
No it can't.*
But, I wish it could.
oh well. it will wait.
All I want is sleep,
i really just want it all to end
Is that too much to ask?
apparently so.
21-9-16
15-12-16
  Sep 2016 Sam
Echoes Of A Mind
I thought I had got rid of it
I really thought that I finally did
The feeling which only cause troubles
Both for me and for others...

This whole summer I did not feel  anything
Protecting the happy memories, which you gave me
Because as soon as I realized that the feeling was there
I ran away from it in fear...

Just this one,  I thought, please, not him
I don’t want this feeling to destroy everything
The friendship I worked so ******* building
Is now in danger cause I begin singing
Each morning that I know I’ll meet you...

So now I’m brought to tears again
As I’m feeling at loss
Don’t want to see you walk away
Like everybody else
Have done
I don’t want to lose another friend
Who I can speak to while being myself...

So now I’m teasing you
I’m trying to make you keep a distance
Cause I know that I’m not strong enough
To keep myself away from the one I love
But I don’t want to ruin our friendship
So I’ll hide these feelings and instead feel pain
Because of the words
Which I’ll never be able to say
Once more
I'm gonna run away...
A random poem...
Sam Sep 2016
Thank you.
I needed to hear that.

For you patched the hole in the wall,
instead of hanging a poster to cover it.

Moving on will be tough,
but I'm lucky to have you as a friend by my side.
#r
Sam Sep 2016
I'm sorry.
I wish I hadn't,
because then I wouldn't be this deep.
I'm sorry.
I wish I had,
because then I could see clearer.
I'm sorry.
I wish in general,
because it only leads to confusion.
I'm sorry.
I wished for you,
because it only lead to heartbreak.
I'm sorry.
I let go,
because I now am lost.
I'm sorry.*
I'm sorry.
After realizing I cant change this back to private, please ignore my lil dramatic self.
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