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 Nov 2016
Colten Sorrells
I thought that I was finally strong enough
to make it without you, but I'm afraid
I've fallen back into that same hole
that you pulled me out of and

I need you

just like I always did
when I felt myself
losing control

where have you gone?

I searched
the familiar places
but I can't find a sign of you anywhere

why did you leave me?

you knew I couldn't make it on my own
just like when I left all those times
I knew you needed me
I guess what I'm really trying to say is,  I miss us
 Nov 2016
Anne Curtin
I know I am young
and need to learn -

but you are old,
and need to remember.
 Nov 2016
Pagan Paul
.
When you go I will do this,
grace your brow with a kiss.
Upon your breast I will leave
a white rose, to show I grieve.
Please forgive me when I weep
as I see you in eternal sleep.
And when I see another rose,
I'll remember well the path you chose.
My fingernails will carve the stone
as I work my fingers to the bone
to prepare with love your resting grave,
because you are the friend I could not save.


© Pagan Paul (02/11/16)
For a sweet & beautiful friend who carried too many secrets. She found peace at last.
PPx
 Nov 2016
Sk Abdul Aziz
They have cut down a lot of trees near my house
Not only have they robbed me of my view of the greens
They've also robbed the birds of their home
I don't see them no more
And neither can i hear their songs
I've lost something i used to look forward to everyday
Oh!!...how my soul aches!!!
in the interval
when the ice cream lady
came
we bought
Kia Ora
and a box
of Poppets

I put my arm around her shoulders
she said,
it's not that cold,
I was hot
chewing poppets
and when the movie started
I tried to kiss her
but
only once,
she told me
that she'd tell and
I would go to hell for it.

Her name was Jacinta and
we were at the Odeon
the Odeon's gone now
and
Jacinta married
Bob Shriver who
drove for Amoco

I remember her though
very well.
 Nov 2016
Rainey Birthwright
.
What compromises we make,
Steppings of love, so steep
The breathless air in seeing,
Eyes that waver like untruths,
Yet to be revealed, to shame
When love, in its coals, rakes
Us, burns ephemeral flesh
And soul, shows that life can
Be smoke and fog-mirror even
In light of days, makes us wake
Like Lazarus into an indifferent
Dawn, full of frightened believers
Made of stuff sown with nothings.
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