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Mary Frances Oct 2017
The eulogy of you and me,
The ode for all the love and misery,
The ballad of the promises whispered carelessly,
Will all be written in this broken Poetry.
  Oct 2017 Mary Frances
Bianca Reyes
I am a realist
I hold onto facts
Tighter than I hold onto you
I toy with the idea
Of making you my world
But I am a realist
So I settle on the idea
That you're just toying with my heart
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  Oct 2017 Mary Frances
Bianca Reyes
I attempt to find comfort
In my fascination with death
I need to know there is a reward
For loving you even after you'd left
I lay my head on a cold tombstone
Caressing it lightly I almost feel warmth
I swear i hear your heart beat in my ears
But its only the cause of me holding my breath
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  Oct 2017 Mary Frances
Bianca Reyes
As I lay here I realize
this deafening silence
sounds just like you
And I laugh alone in the dark
because this is me saying
something melodramatic
to have an excuse to mention you
In the same way I have adopted
ending a sentence with your name
instead of using a period
Because you are the most
poignant ending I will ever know
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Maybe?
Maybe not...
  Oct 2017 Mary Frances
Bianca Reyes
Our love was once
A silent war
In time of peace
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Mary Frances Oct 2017
I've written the words for me and you
and every time I'm happy and blue.

I've written the words of how I feel
even though it's painful and real.

I've written the words my heart wants to say
and still wishing they will reach you someday.

To you, I may have been smitten,
Still, those words, I've only written.
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