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The day I met you
You made me want to be better
You made me want to be Stronger
Physically
Emotionally
Healthy  
You made me want to be wiser
You made me want to be
More
Caring
Loving
Kind
You made me feel like
I am worth something on earth
The day I met you
Something just clicked
As days went by
I noticed myself being different
I started working harder
I started holding myself together
Being stronger
I became more
Caring
Patient
Loving
Kind
My words came out wiser
The day I met you
I somehow become the person I always wanted to be
The day I met you
My knees didn't go weak
I didn't get them butterflies
I didn't go space blank and didn't know what to say
I was just me
No funny business
The day I met you
I felt culm
Strong
Confident
The day I met you
I felt like I can do anything
Like I was a somebody
And somehow I knew
That the day I met you
You'd be my best friend
one day my husband
Till death us do part
I'm so glad for
The day I met you.
Because of you
I'm the person I always wanted to be.
 Apr 2016 cheryl love
wordvango
the moon sunk below the waves of threatening
grey clouds
the stars were swallowed by the
creatures
the closet became alive
with sounds
the horizon called me
forward, come
let me make your
nightmares come alive
under bed became foreboding
scratching on a window pane
forlornly called up
clawed demons
obscure messages
seemed
to make me theirs
thoughts of people I
had lost
tormented
and then
one little kitten
meowed
and called me back
 Apr 2016 cheryl love
Ana S
So I guess I will right a poem about my best friend.
Her name is Em.
We go to church Wednesday nights.
Last time she sat towards my right.
She always has something interesting to say.
Is entertaining on boring days.
The first person I text in the morning.
Sometimes she writes first without warning.
She's the last person I text at night.
She helped show me the light.
Filled up my depressed life.
Never picked up a backstabbing knife.
Yes I completely trust her.
She makes me want to walk into the light further.
In a world full of hate and crime.
She makes everything alright and fine.
Yes she is Emily.
All to wish a friend could be.
I would never ask her to change.
Her mind need not rearrange.
She is perfect the way she is.
Thank you so much miss.
You crazy woman who stuck by my side.
Even when I was terrified.
I had been scared that you would judge but you never did.
You make me smile like a little kid.
Thanks for being there.
You with the short hair.
I wait for you every day.
But wordless I can never figure out what to say.
I guess that's okay though.
All I know.
Is your my friend Emily.
You are someone who actually sees.
Right through my shield.
Seeing what's real.
Thank you again.
I love you you crazy woman!!!
For a friend who means so much to me.
 Apr 2016 cheryl love
Ava Bean
Dear ocean tide,
I can see you wave to me
With your fingers
With your golden, sandy hair.
Ocean tide,
I can see you creeping closer
Wanting to greet me
Hoping to envelope me,
To pull me deep down into your depths
Where I will find myself
Having to fend off all your dark creatures that eat away at my guts.
Ocean tide,
I can't survive down there!
You will get distracted by the next maiden to dance along your shores.
You will forget me
Until she drowns too.
Ocean tide,
I can't keep up anymore...
I'm tired of swimming through your inconsistent currents.
You wash me out in a the most tiring way;
You leave grit in my hair and teeth
And it makes me want to spit you out.
Ocean tide,
Even though you are so breathtaking
And I would love to see you everyday
To feel your calming cool rush settle over my skin,
Leaving me filled with goosebumps but empty from air...
Ocean tide,
You are filled with far too much salt and so many sharp stings
That you may not notice...
But I notice them.
You give me nightmares about that one time you almost drowned me.
Ocean tide,
You're no good for me.
I am going to the mountains,
To the forests
Where I feel strong and safe.
Goodbye to your murky waters that leave me nauseous.
All you do is come and go
The bed is like a mug full of
***** fog I drink in.

Before I wake up, it dribbles
off my lip
and after I go to bed
it softens the blow
of living without
it during the day

It's a fading mist,
and I'm a lost ship
tossing, and turning,

in all it's glory.
Night hangs slowly
As ephemeral glances
Drop by lovers,
Strangers past

Past lovers,
Drop glances, night
Hangs, ephemeral

Ephemeral, night
Lovers, strangers, we are

But strangers, lovers, then.
April 08, 2016
 Apr 2016 cheryl love
Mic
Fears
 Apr 2016 cheryl love
Mic
Whatever fear troubles you
only imagine
it has happened
You will have nothing left
but your Godhood
You will be hurled back
to the center
of the circle
And most of all
you will remember
your priorities
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