Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 Apr 2016 Amrita
Lopz
What is Hate ?
 Apr 2016 Amrita
Lopz
One question I have for the world is,
what is hate?
To some hate is a resolution to all problems,
others it's a ball and chain that restrains them from
loving others.
Well to me hate is an excuse to not forgive
a person who has wronged you, either
the situation is major or minor you
just don't want to forgive that person,
and it becomes a parasite and begins to
eat you alive day by day and doesn't stop until
you die.
But that's just my opinion.
This really is my opinion on hate if you understand what I mean
please like this poem thank you.
 Apr 2016 Amrita
Shayla Ahrns
And
 Apr 2016 Amrita
Shayla Ahrns
And
And I love you
And I love you
And I know that it's wild
And I know you don't always feel this too
But I see you and I see you
And I only see you
And I know you think I'm acting a fool
And I know you never said that
But I see you and I see you
And when I see you,
I see you later and I see you then
And it starts when I see you now
I see you later
And when I love you now
I love you later
Because even with the if's
And even with the and's
And even when your love is not now
And if your love is not later
I'll feel it even when you don't
And I'll love you
And I'll love you.
 Apr 2016 Amrita
Via Vinson
you are beautiful.
just like my poem.
you are the art,
a masterpiece.
And love, even in a room full of art,
i'd still be staring at you.
 Apr 2016 Amrita
Thomas Alan
It does not matter
What is under your vest
But what's inside your heart
Not what's bulking your chest

You see that's the problem
With the laws of attraction
Laws can broken
By a deeper connection
i regret the days that passed
the years that flown.
when inspirations come and cast
i let them blown.

i regret the days i did not write,
the things my eyes have seen.
tales and poems that could have been,
passed i let them all out my sight.

i regret the times i remember when,
i did not care to hold a pen.
to tell and write down what i can,
before my fantasies come to end.

i regret to forget, i really do,
a writer in me whose next to you
may not be so good but i always knew
i’m very much in love so dearly, too.

CSantaMaria
 Apr 2016 Amrita
rootsbudsflowers
I'd have to live
In a dark,
Dull world
To have any chance of
Forgetting you.

You were everything beautiful and bright.
 Apr 2016 Amrita
Jose Gonzalez
I may not always reply to messages. I may not always answer calls. I may not be on time. I may not say anything at all.

It isn't that I don't care. It isn't that I am unkind. It isn't that I am ignoring. It isn't that I have no time.

It is that I finding strength. It is that I'm healing.  It is that I am fighting a fight. It is that I am always healing.

I am on a journey. I am searching within myself. I am quietly observing. I am always in caring.

To you, don't think I am forgetting. To you, don't take it the wrong way. To you, know how much you mean. To you, sometimes I just can't say.

This is, how I live on a daily. This is, sorry for transgressions. This is just a glimpse. This is, my life struggle with depression.

This Is my confession...................

Copyright © Jose Gonzalez 4/18/2016
** Just something to share so my friends, loved ones, and the rest can understand me a bit better for things. So don't worry anyone. Not having any "bad thoughts" or anything :)  Just felt the need to explain why I do or don't do the things I do. I love My Children, Friends, Family, and Friends/Family too much for harm.
*MUCHO GRANDE HUGS YA CRAZY PEOPLE!! <3
Next page