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 Mar 2017 Melin
Kwanele
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 Mar 2017 Melin
Kwanele
I think too much
And you stay on my mind
So you know,
i think of you
-the plan was to stargaze the nights away, with you
now, i dont know, im proud, so very proud but shook because it's too soon to fallback and I'm writing this hesistantly because we're different people, i am who i am and this may not be the same to you.
 Mar 2017 Melin
Ben At93
This is to the man of her dreams,
I know you've never had a chance to know me,
She is a beacon of happiness in my life,
A reason behind my smile,
So before you take her hand..
I need a moment of your time,

She is a little rough around the edges,
Its just how she's always been through out her age,
Be patient when she is hype and off her ground,
With a kind word touch her hand and calm her down,
She is fragile, you see,
Sometimes when she needs attention not only when sick,
Try to understand and be there,
'Cause you are the only one in trust with her care,

She isn't built for this hush world,
And I'm sure she'd want me to take back these words,
So when you see she's down with sadness around her eyes,
Be the one to step in and make her smile,

She is sweet and loving,
I've known for all the time she's been with me,
I know not much of her heart and the turmoil of her soul,
But let you my boy,
Be the heart she'd call home,

I've taught her pride,
Am the one to blame for that,
I've taught her to talk,
And say what she wants,
I hope you understand her power of free speech,
And don't mistake it for an attitude or habit from peers,
Its just her heart trying to speak,
So please my boy, lend her your kind and loving ear,

My boy, she is my most treasured gift,
From the day she opened her eyes,
I have a reason to tell you this,
So you can be a man to her,

This is to a man of her dreams,
Be part of what she believes,
Never see any less of what she hopes,
This is to a man,
She wants the most
 Mar 2017 Melin
Ili Norizan
He's like constellations,
A road map to forever,
And every night I count the distance,
Between here and happily-ever-after;

When I look at the stars,
I see universes of us together,
Parallels that was only ours,
And there's nothing we could not weather;

You're a Pisces and I a Virgo,
Two opposites with attraction so strong,
This love we share let us not throw,
For we're meant to be let us prove them wrong;

Light years away from now,
I hope you'll look at me the same way,
When we made our only vow,
To be together forever come what may.

@byizn
I'm not the easiest person to love, and I tend to complicate matters. But ever since you came into my life, I've never been better. You showed me everything I refused to see before, it's now clearer and life beautiful as ever. I know now what it means to belong, to have someone to call home.

Thank you, Umar.
 Mar 2017 Melin
sunprincess
The moon rises so very high
With dreams flying away
Like a kiss blown in the wind
on a warm summer's night


And it's so very easy to see
stars twinkling so pretty
as sweet dreams vanish
with early morning's light

I have only one lifetime
one life to share with you
If anywhere I could be
I'm choosing to be with you

If millions of wishes i have
I'm giving them all to you
and if million kisses i have
I'm saving them all for you
xoxo
 Mar 2017 Melin
eF
Handle.
 Mar 2017 Melin
eF
Tears getting soaked in my beard,
From constant questions and fears.
Do I leave or do I stay?
No pro's and cons to outweigh,
The love I feel for her everyday.

When I try to grab the door,
I can't seem to get a handle.
My emotions run deep,
On my words I trample.
Face feels warm,
As if lit by a candle.
Falling to weak knees,
Feeling dismantled.


Feeling lost,
Feeling hopeless.

Breathing in air,
But, still choking.
On my words,
I'm sorry...
You can feel it,
In my heartbeat.

You can see it in my eyes.

The eyes that would never cry.
Are now the same eyes,
That *
never dry...
I feel like I've cried more the past few months than I have my total existence.
 Mar 2017 Melin
Maddie Fay
i had this dream
where i was locked in a glass room,
gasping for air with
thick fingers wrapped tight
around my throat.
the streets outside were crowded,
people stared and screamed,
but no one ever tried
to break the glass.

that's how monday mornings feel,
walking down halls filled with
well-meaning people who would
help if they knew how.
i am a butterfly pinned,
broken and bright and iridescent,
and you cannot look away but
what can you do?
i cannot ask anyone to stick
shattered shards into their skin
just to step between me
and an oncoming train.
i want no one else's knuckles
broken for my safety.
sometimes the wolves
outsmart the shepherds,
and i am softer than i seem
and not built to fight forever.

in my dream,
i kicked my boot bottom-first
through the glass
and sprinted a path through the crowd,
****** and breathless and bruised
and alive because
i know when to stop waiting for
things to make sense.
sometimes the monsters are
stronger than you'd hoped
and some things are not worth
holding onto.

i stopped seeing the shame in
running for my life
the day i ran out of other options.
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