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Yes.
I wedged a comma between us.
But there was already an infinity stretching and you still haven't seen it.
 Jan 2016
Day
mind drifting
pain lifting
to a place of perfection
no more chaos
no more lay-off
just me and my affection
thoughts away
time to stay
in a world of no detection
but dawn awaits
all my fates
are here from resurrection
the light shines true
i always knew
there'd be a recollection
 Jan 2016
Jo Baez
All the love in the world couldn't compare to the love I had for you
If the oceans dried up, rivers evaporated, streams and all bodies of water dissipated
My love for you would fill the worlds water supply and overflow it.
I'm like vine roots growing on your masonry surface.
Hidden in the cracks of your structure walls.
It became abundantly clear that love didn't chemically reconstruct in your brain.
I guess, I'm obsess with being depress over you or obsess in love with you.
But I know history has shown we've always been on completely different terms. All you want is my presence because time has convince you that you miss it. But that's all you want.
I on the other hand don't miss you. I want you in your complete form.
I'm obsess with your pearly white straight teeth . You never needed braces.
I'm obsess with your round shape eyes . They stood out like your round shape cheeks.
I'm obsess with your artificial dimples.
But your face has always looked so perfectly flawless naked.
Your outer beauty will never compare to your inner ugly.
Yet somewhere deep inside your ugliness
I found happiness.
Or so I believed.
 Jan 2016
Frosted Flowers
Opening slowly in soft whispers
Blooming with crescendos and riffs
Reaching a passionate frenzy
**Till death stills all
 Jan 2016
Michael L
In spring ...
Bright, strong and straight
Filled with moisture
Prominent veins on your skin
Strong winds blow, you flutter
Producing a dance show
At night you are quiet
No eyes to see

In summer ...
Color slightly faded
Wilted from the heat
Crying out for rain
Trying to hold on
Nights are warm
Stars pierce the night
Illuminate your shape

In autumn ...
Color transformed
To red and orange
Parched skin a translucent fabric
Death is near
Edges curling

In winter ...*
You are invisible
 Jan 2016
Tanisha Jackland
There is something
urgent on my breath

Nothing really new here
but an ancient dirge
we're dancing to

When you see it
This urgency
you'll know
It's in the eyes

and maybe on the peeks
of your skin

the brink has got us
and
Into the unknown
matter where all good
endangered species go
Doomed poems tonite, I guess.
So strange
that my main desire
is to rest next to the one I love.
How I would do anything just to lay
next to her at night while I drift off to sleep.
I know that I'd dream of her anyway but it would
be absolutely incredible to fill that empty space in my
cold lonely bed. It is as if it has her name written right there.
Some nights I feel stupid just grabbing the empty space as if I could
reach out and touch her, hold her, and embrace her. I would give away
everything I own just to have her fill that void in my cold bed and perhaps
add some warmth and love to my restful sleep. Someone once said in a song
"Wouldn't it be nice if we were older." Despite all the responsibility and stress
of being a productive member of society, I would have the greatest reward for
all of my efforts: living with the girl of my dreams. So when contemplating my
future journey into adulthood, I think to myself "yes, it would be very very nice."
 Jan 2016
JL
Fear non to the wild to the gun/
All odds stacked against
Runner for the wind sound
Mountain sea the weeds of my feet
My heart is made winter
Mind sun
Until my eyes/blue of sky
Sound Alert And scent
Reed Unbent  
Will Unbent
Scars of stone
I atone
butterfly/ bus
*try to catch me
 Jan 2016
jepuckett
She searched for shark teeth
As I picked up sea glass.
That was the fundamental difference between us:
She wanted something dark and deadly
While I longed for light and beauty.
My water was already
filled to the brim
with shadows.

j.e.puckett
butterflies

these tiny pieces of heaven
in my stomach
electrifying
 Jan 2016
Keith Wilson
You,ve  only  got  one  mother.
Faithful  kind  and  true.
Cherish  her  with  all  your  heart.
Your  guiding  light  right  from  the  start.
She,s  there  for  you  in  good  or  bad.
She  picks  you  up  when  you  are  sad.
She  gives  you  lots  of  loving  care
To  help  you  as  you  grow.
A  loving  word  a  tender  smile.
Making  everything  worthwhile.
Keith  Wilson.  Windermere.  UK  2016.
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