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 Mar 2017 Andy Mion
Noelle Steele
The rolling waves of the ocean
splash up on the sand.
I watch, as a
little child builds a castle.
I watch the couple,
holding hands.
I watch the clouds
as they cover up the sun.
I watch the sun
go down and touch the waves.
I watch as you walk away from me.
I watch the waves break the castle.
I watch couple let go,
and walk their separate ways.
I watch the clouds become darker.
I watch the sun slowly disappear,
not knowing if it will be back tomorrow
because I know that you wont be.
 Mar 2017 Andy Mion
Noelle Steele
Everything that has happened
it has happened for a reason.
The things you did,
only made me stronger.
The things you said,
only made me wiser.
The things you took from me.
only made me appreciate the other things.
Everyone says you ruined my life,
but you made me better.
What you did was horrid,
but it made me who I am today.
Today I am kind,
I am beautiful,
I am loved,
I am smart,
I am me.
Something you can never take from me.
You made me who I am today,
and that is the only thing I can thank you for.
Some of my most heart filled prayers and wishes
are the ones I most forget to say.
 Mar 2017 Andy Mion
Noelle Steele
The big weeping willow
stands in the background,
of our favorite spot.
We come here on the good days,
on the bad days,
on everyday we can.
On hot days
we sit beneath the willow.
On cloudy days
We lay with our heads peeking,
out from under the branches.
The days we come
grow farther and farther apart.
They soon stop,
suddenly and all together.
I come here by myself now,
and sit beneath the willow,
I sit beside your grave.
 Mar 2017 Andy Mion
-df
Out of all the people in the world,
why did I have to choose you?

Why did I choose to love the one person who would never give me the time of day?

How could I have been so stupid to fall in love with the one who couldn't love?

(-DF-02/16/17-)
 Mar 2017 Andy Mion
emme m
lost
 Mar 2017 Andy Mion
emme m
it's like i'm swimming from coast to coast
but still i'm drowning everyday
by body is an unwanted host
that dosen't listen when i pray

it's like my soul is so tired
that it wants to exhaust
i'm mad and uninspired
i'm lost
 Mar 2017 Andy Mion
Rola Al-Ghoul
Went searching for my soul; don’t know where I lost it
No map to trail its path, no breadcrumbs behind it
My soul has lost its way, I resigned in defeat…
Went searching for its traces in old strangers’ sheets
Little did I know that pillow talk is fiction
And strangers in the dark cannot give direction
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How ironic that on snowy days as this
your smile warms the room
and appears bright like the sun.
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