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 Sep 2016
Traveler
He hugged me
Tears running down his face
I felt him shudder
For the whole human race

Just who condemned him
Has always been clear
The righteous
The believers
The possessors
Of fear

Yet sympathy
I felt
For the Devil
Himself
Because forgiveness
   Runs through my veins...
Traveler Tim

We pay our debt sometimes.
 Jul 2016
Ginelle
i used to romanticize
blue eyes,
grey eyes,
green eyes,
and even hazel eyes;

but i never knew what it was like
to be touched in a way that made my heart skip beats,
or to feel ecstatic at the mention of a name;
i never knew what it was like
to make love with someone by only holding hands,
or how intertwined hands could send shivers to your core.
i never knew what it was like
to stare so deeply into dark, chocolate-coloured eyes,
and notice how they shimmer of gold while spontaneously shining like millions of tiny galaxies from a world i saw inside them.

i used to romanticize
blue eyes,
grey eyes,
green eyes,
and even hazel eyes;
i never romanticized brown eyes,
until i fell in love with you.
this took forever to write. it might be a lil rough around the edges. but it's true.
 Jul 2016
Isha Kumar
The day we met,
the leaves were red.
"Nice to meet you"
that's what you said.

Our simple conversations
and you're witty replies.
I made you my friend
because of the twinkle in your eyes.

The day we became closer
the red leaves had vanished.
The barriers surrounding us
they had been vanquished.

Together we laughed,
and I was in awe.
Our meeting was a blessing
that' s all I saw.

The day I called you my sister
the leaves had turned green.
I wondered, all my life,
just where had you been?

We talked and talked
until we could no more.
We could never part
I was so sure.

The leaves turned red
when the sad news crept.
I had to leave
and my heart wept.

Then came the day
when we said goodbye.
Though my lips smiled,
my heart did still cry.

The day I left,
the leaves were dead.
"Please don't go."
That' s what you said.

I promise you this,
we'll meet again someday.
When the leaves are green
and the skies aren't grey.
It's a dedication to one of my very very very very special friend. Thank you for being there for me when I thought I had no one to listen to my cries.
 Jul 2016
nani
Fill my heart with a love song,
look at me with those eyes,
green,
emerald,
Remember me when the sun shines and burns your spine.

I will count every birthmark and mole on your skin,
olive eyes,
kiss me when noon begins.

Smile at me,
broad and brittle,
cigarette-stained teeth,
squinted iridescent eyes,
look at me,
take my heart,
don't set me free.

Wander around me,
replete with nostalgia,
while you sleep I stare,
unwillingly I smile,
green is absent.

The ocean,
heaven,
clouds,
the sun,
the sound of your voice singing my song.
The colour of your eyes,
forest and lime,
when they look at me I see hope,
in every shade of green, you're sublime.
To those iridescent eyes, thank you.
 Jul 2016
Johanna May
Love is an otherworldly beast,
a most welcome burglar.
It softly feeds upon your heart,
then sweetly asks for your jugular.
♫♪ don't hurt me, no more...♫♪
 Apr 2016
JSK
You'd think it would hurt, seeing your all the time
Deep stabs to my heart when I catch your eye
But I'm so glad we get to see each other everyday
Those little moments mean so much
A glance, a nod, a tap from your umbrella
Anything to let me know you still care
Even if it's just a little bit
And out of habit
But soon, you won't be here anymore
I won't see you
You won't see me
You'll fade away
And I'll be so sad
The dull pain will lessen maybe, but
This slow ache is going to **** me
 Apr 2016
JSK
You're not you
I love you
You are happy
You like to have fun
You enjoy my presence
You kiss me all over
You aren't drowning in life
But this person who I hung onto for the last six months,
He's not you
I don't love him
He's stressed out
He doesn't care
He no longer loves me
But I firmly believe that he's not you
So I'll just wait for you to come back
Because I really believe you will
 Apr 2016
Bailey
I lay sick with fits of tears.
Concussion of the heart.
I walk around to shake it off.
It only makes it worse.
To pretend.
To try to be happy while my brother endures excruciating pain.
Yes, it is my birthday tomorrow.
But I wish it weren't.
Because I don't want to be happy for a long time.
Not until his bones heal.
Not until his mind heals.
Brother, if you can hear me:
I would give anything for you to feel better.
I'm so sorry that I can't be with you.
I gave my birthday money to mom so she could fly down there.
To see you, and thank the man who pulled you out in the nick of time.
I know I always wanted to see you cry.
For all the years you bullied me.
But now I want nothing more than for you to stop crying.
Because you don't get hurt.
Not my big brother.
Not you.
I know I always said I hated you.
But I don't.
I love you.
I love you so, so, so, so much, Clyde.
More than you will ever know, I love you.
Mom told me not too long ago, about when we were little.
She said that no matter what you did, I still defended you.
And when you were punished, my heart broke for you.
I remember crying, when you would sneak out.
When you did drugs.
When you went to jail.
Because you're so amazing.
Your soul is beautiful, to me.
I have always been there for you.
No matter what you put me through.
I will always be there for you.
And I will not let you down tonight, or any other night.
I will fight for you, and make sure you're in good hands.
**** me to Hell if I let Dad so much as look at you again.
You'll be okay soon, I promise.
I love you, goodnight.
My brother is alright, but his own father locked him out of the house with a broken rib and knee. He has his medication, and is now staying with his older half-sister. Out of all the terrible things that man has done, (and he's done a lot) this is the worst. I will never forgive him. But the important thing is, Clyde is safe. My mom will be flying down to see him on Friday, and to thank the man that saved his life.
 Apr 2016
Stefan Michener
It's been a long year
And will I ever see you
Again?

My life has eyes
For another man's sun
My eyes are blinded
By another man's sun

And I wonder
Will I ever see you ?

I've worshipped you
Since you entered my life
Now I'm staring alone
Into starless nights

And I wonder
Will you ever see me ?

With different eyes
That wane so blue
With distant eyes
I can't stand losing you

When destiny sighs
At the memory of you
Will these distant miles
Let you see me, too

It's been a long year
And will I ever see you ?

He'll never reach
The depth of your eyes
When you're by his side
Will you feel me there, too?

And will you wonder
If I ever see your beauty
Again?
 Apr 2016
Will Hegedus
All we have shared
Has made us who we are.
And I give thanks that, together,
We have grown taller and stronger.
But our growth is not
Dependent upon each other.
You may choose to grow with me still,
Or far away instead.
But I cannot forget
and I refuse to regret
The love we shared —
The love I hope to share again.

*– w.b.h. // please don't forget me
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