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 Jun 2014 Teressia
Ann M Johnson
The value of true friends are to be treasured
Their value can not be accurately measured
They are uniquely special
They are more valuable than diamonds and more precious
than rubies
They stick by you no matter what .you are going through
If they die their value lives on, in the memories that were shared
and of how they cared and the love that was expressed there
They live on in our hearts and minds
They are worth more than Gold
They are a treasure that our hearts hold, for eternity
I originally wrote this when I was a teenager after losing my Best friend due to a car accident
 Jun 2014 Teressia
Diana Mae
Forget me not, sweet
For you couldn't , even if you try
I am everywhere
I am everything

Every song that you will hear
You will think of me
Every story you will read
You will remember me

Every step you take
You will wish you were holding my hand
Every sleep you do
You will miss my touch

Forget me not, sweet
You will always remember me
 Jun 2014 Teressia
gillian b
I wish I loved a poet
so I could be immortalized in words
so stories about me could be written in verse
just once

I wish I loved a poet
so I could be an inspiration
just once

I wish I loved a poet
so I could be the writer
just once

I wish I loved a poet
so I could help them when they realize
that the world of dreams is just that

I wish I loved a poet
so I could teach them of reality
of the beauty and the pain and the mystery

I wish I loved a poet
so I could show them the stars
so I could teach them how to reach them

I wish I loved a poet
so we could watch the night
and wonder

just once
 Jun 2014 Teressia
CA Guilfoyle
In your hands
I shall place
sweetest flowers
little yellow suns
to hold you
shining

upon your palms
I will map days
follow hidden paths
traced through trees
to reach
quiet rivers

holding your hands
at the border's edge
free dive, trusting
letting go, to fall
our two souls
deeply connected
 Jun 2014 Teressia
Tee Jay
What the hell did I just do?
I've finally done it.
Once everyone hears,
my barrier will be gone.

I made myself vulnerable.
Allowed them to hear my poetry.
My poetry,
which is mine.
My poems are for me.

Now...
Now they will all see my insides.
All the pain.
All the tears.
All the...me...

All the me,
which I did not want them to see.
All the me,
which I have spent years hiding.
All the me,
which no one wants to see.

I have finally done it...

****.
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