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The sun shines
All the roses
Grow through the dark green pines
I raise my hand from the cold snow
You ask "What can I do for you?"
As your crescent smile began to grow
Oh, what a wonderous feeling
Th e cold kisses my face
As I'm on my knees kneeling
She laughs
With the sweet smell of wine fills the air
All around us grass is eaten by all the young calves
The sky blue as the tiny flowers
Why, you helped me up
Even through the final hours
It's all the rage
Back in my home
Full of trampled sage
She said "Don't you worry
Please don't cry inside
Because life goes forward, so why hurry?"
So we lived through life real slow
'Till the tress grew round
As we just go with the flow
The waves slink back and forth
In front our tired eyes
The moon hangs above towards North
Just say you love me
And kiss me all over
Please hug me closely
Love is worth more than a dime
So please be with me?
It doesn't rain all the time
For my wife <3
Don't cry my love
What is wrong?
Is it the heavens above?
Come here let me hold you
So listen to my heartbeat
If you'd only knew
That pain may hurt inside
So let it out
Cry the night 'till the pain subsides
Just don't fill with self doubt
Don't rot within
Don't muffle your shouts
Just don't fly away from me
Everything is fine
Here is a cup of tea
To melt your icy heart away
Please don't die within yourself
The world is only grey
If you open your eyes
And look beyond this Earth
As you smile, the world is coated in dyes
The ashes wash away towards the shore
With sterling tears
Trust me I love you so much more
Because there is nothing wrong
With your hopes with your dreams
So I weave this song
To say
I'm here for you
Through night and day
So hold my hand
As we walk through the damp sand
As we wade through the ocean
And sink into the dark
Our devotion runs deep with motivation
I know someone very dear, who is sad all the time. Please don't be sad, I'm here for you
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-MB

I love you.

For only the second time, ever
have I confessed this
conundrum,
and yet.

I genuinely meant it.
I know you will break my heart someday.
WHO KNEW I EVEN HAD ONE?
And yet, I'm not scared. Because, no matter what.
You are, and will always be
worth it.

(All poems original Copyright of Eva Denali Will © 2015, 2016)
Well it's a big big system
And we all are the same
Don't need to be so petty, what is wrong
Is it OK if I give you a hug?
I may be a slacker, you may be a star
Don't be too busy, tell me your need
Though it's sleep o clock , though you still study away
So if you are crying
You can tell me if you're lying
You are a broken girl
I know
So don't worry
You won't lose me
I am your partner
It's just like you to worry and fear
For the future is bold
And your life is always told
Is it all right if I give you a hug
Don't be so crazy
Love you simply amaze me
You are so sweet and kind
That's why you caught my eye
A girl like you is very kissable
Your friends may disappear
But never fear, I'm always near
I am your patience
I am your kindness
You are my celebration
So if you are crying
Don't worry love I'm not lying
I will be there with
My arms so wide
Just leap inside
For our future is one desirable
For you love <3
today i want the darkness
fatigued with life’s
fictitious smiles

the forest
beckons me
to melt within it

disappearing
like mist
in the wind

i could dance on lightning
fall off a cloud
and become rain

i’d mold down your face
as i fall on it
and be one with you

©2016janetaylor
 May 2016 Becca Addams
Polar
The darkest days of the soul

Release most light

As beauty finds its way home.
It is okay, for I am the opaque disarray. Often, more than not, I stick out my chin towards the sun. For facing it down would just be a rerun of the past.
Slowly, I thrive, towards a sliver of what I can create. It’s nice to see the focus of the picture zoomed in on someone not so loud. For shouting and being proud is not always the way to win. I walk, towards the unveiling of my life; a red carpet does not appeal. So, I ask, “Will you render that to teal?”
Not even a carpet is guaranteed to be adjusted to please, but I have the feet to carry me and that is all I need.
I’m kind of okay with everything via brain activity. I sent a message to myself, just received. “I was picking out the weeds in a garden. All I had to do was maintain a beautiful green. So refreshing it is to pile them up, dump them and wheel the wagon back for a next time. I put my thumb up to the window, my fingerprints accumulating on the glass. No one else has my DNA! I’m scared of the outside. There is no one to hold my hand when I cross streets at nights. My guide is my sidekick, trusty self and that’s alright.

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