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Mary Frances Aug 2018
That's the funny thing about falling in love though.
It's like playing poker.
The lesser you show emotions,
the more effective your bluff will be.
And the bet?
YOUR HEART.
Mary Frances Aug 2018
I know my heart.
It's been bruised and scarred and shattered.
It's already too tired but it never ceased to believe, hope and love.
And that's the pride I can give to myself.
  Aug 2018 Mary Frances
Danial John
That feeling
When you don't know what to say
That feeling
When you don't want to stay

That feeling
When you think you're in love
That feeling
When someone breaks your trust

That feeling
When day fades into night
That feeling
When you're tired of the fight

That feeling
When you finally understand
That feeling
When you stop giving a ****

That feeling
That you're feeling
That I'm feeling
That we're feeling

That feeling is us
When words don't quite do the feeling justice, you write poetry.
  Aug 2018 Mary Frances
Obscrea
I think we had something-
It wasn't love, but it wasn't
Nothing either;

Perhaps it was just
Stolen glances and
Laughing together

Perhaps it was feeling
Giddy at touching knees
And having nicknames

I know it wasn't love-
But in another time,
In another place,

It could've been.
Mary Frances Aug 2018
You, to me, are the Sunrise.
A ray of new life
A chance to change life.

You, to me, are the Sunset.
A streak of colorful hope
An anticipation for tomorrow.

You, to me, are the 24 hour prime.
A refreshing thought during the day,
A pleasing fall back at night.
Mary Frances Aug 2018
Sky
You are my sky,
my tranquil type of blue.
Whenever I gaze at your beauty
you put my heart into bliss.

You are my sky,
my unique and exquisite hue.
At times you may be dark and grey
still, your essence is true.
Mary Frances Jul 2018
I've long lost mine.
The reason my pen's cold
and my paper's crumpled.

Days become dry,
hours, boring.
Poems are unfinished,
and my motivation's running low.

My mind's starting to rust.
My heart, insensitive.
Eyes are tired.
Voice, hoarse.

I need help.
Please bring it back,
even just a drop
of the inspiration I lack.
I've been bored, tired and demotivated for the past few days. I don't know how it started. I feel so unproductive. I really just want to sleep.
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