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 Dec 2014 Ciske
Tannor Fortin
Deep fear fills my chest,
You didn't seem like the rest.
You gave me a chance to hope,
Until you handed me the rope.

You destroyed my every emotion,
Despite all of my devotions,
And I loved you the best I could.

I now turn and walk away,
I never expected to see this day.
The day where I am so alone,
The day I wonder, I walk, and I roam.

As time passes my heart will heal,
I will cautiously remember to feel.
Over time I will forget,
All the pain, the troubles and regret.

My life is now back to the way that it was,
Before I met you and became your lost cause.
I appreciate the experiences you gave to me,
But I will forget you completely in
..One
..Two
..Three.
I wrote this about a breakup with a girl I was with for almost two years. It has been about a month, and although she is still in mind, I am over her and my life is back to normal.
 Dec 2014 Ciske
Carolina
She's so beautiful,

she's got a lovely sad smile,

she's so nice,

but she's dead inside.
 Dec 2014 Ciske
Robin Marie
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 Dec 2014 Ciske
Robin Marie
And my knees shake when you talk to me, pretending everything's fine.
Pretending that I don't stay up
until 3am
writing poems about you.
 Nov 2014 Ciske
Matthew O'Reilly
If love was a person
That person would love all
This person would sacrifice their life to make you smile
What if love was a rose
Love would smell beautiful
Love would be Devine
What if love was a dove
It would fly high without a worry
Her wings would soar forever
No one can be sure what love is
But we can still try find out

It all starts with a smile
Then two hands combine
And as two souls become one
They make their own love
That no other can share
 Nov 2014 Ciske
Maria Imran
A year--
how quickly has it passed
from last year's December
to this year's winter:
a mere return of snow and rains;
That, I wish I could say.
But the truth is;
it was the slowest of the slowest,
the most torturous ride.
Because this year
I've felt each minute ticking by,
each season changing
leaves falling and flowers coming.

Reveling in the not-too-glorious
glitter of unrequited love,
this year I've known suffering.
(11:56pm)
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