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 Jun 2013 Chrys Pages
Abbie Argo
i follow your
footsteps
back to the
place
where we go
to be alone
(together)

your imprints
dwarf mine
you make me feel
so small
in the best
possible
way

we sit
on the patch
we've claimed
as our own
and recount
the same stories
again

(we laugh
harder
than the
first time
we heard
them
even though
i could
recite yours
as my own)

we sit
with no space
between us
(our calveskneesthighs
hipsfingerselbowsshoulders)
blending together
in a melting ***
of summer
(springwinterfall)
love

the lake ripples
gently
our souls ebb
& flow
with the pull
of the moon
light
over our heads

(i'm oh so very happy
to be entwined entirely
around
your wonderful
wonderful
wonderful
finger)

now, tell me that story again
 Jun 2013 Chrys Pages
Abbie Argo
i crave
something
beautiful

i want to
take
a gigantic
bite
out of
life

but with
you around
i'll be lucky
to even
get
the
scraps
 Jun 2013 Chrys Pages
AJ Salazar
I wrote a poem in my head
Sadly, I forgot what it said

A thought so perfectly perfect
Words flowing just right
No chance to write it down
And away it slipped
From my mind




Oh well
my first poem on here whoo~
 Jun 2013 Chrys Pages
AJ Salazar
You’re often on my mind,
wandering in and out
I think about what we could have been,
should have been
But maybe it is all in my head
Maybe I just can’t move on
And believe me, I have tried
But still, you’re on my mind
I have mixed feelings about this one..
 Jun 2013 Chrys Pages
AJ Salazar
It’s been a while since our eyes last met
I am starting to forget their color
And that saddens me
 Jun 2013 Chrys Pages
AJ Salazar
I touch my scars
Not on my arms or legs
But on the inside of my cheek
From biting down a bit too hard
When letters have stumbled behind
My lips, not able to form into w o r d s
this one's weird..
This is a familiar place.
Ah, twas the in the same dream when I first saw your face.
Lucid as it may have seemed to be,
Who ever would have thought you’d find way to me?

I held you close, I learned you well.
From that devilish smile to that wonderful smell.
You were mine to hold forever on.
Until suddenly, you were gone

And how I miss that heavenly bliss,
I had found in your sugary sweet angel’s lips
Now I may never forget the things you said to me
What once was a dream is now sadly a memory.
 Jun 2013 Chrys Pages
D Koroma
I try to be optimistic
They tell me be realistic
I tell them that I am
This world is a sham

They accuse me of being lazy
I accuse them of being crazy
I live life for the day
You live life to make pay

Is it possible for me to be free?
While advancing in this society
When you must work hard to maintain
Yes, because reality is in my brain

While I must fulfill my duty
I also recognize life’s beauty
All the elements of nature around me
Love from friends and family who surround me

This way, at the end of the day
I can confidently say
That I am living life to the best
Even when I may seem stressed

This is the world we are given
It is ours to freely live in
Too many have lost sight of the true meaning
Simple life is at the essence of our being
© David A. Koroma, July 11, 2010
I could say he stole my heart
But that would be a lie
I freely gave it up to him
With a smile, a caress, a sigh

And when he left as I knew he would
He never said good-bye
And the rain was falling on that day
And **** the reason why
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