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if your find yourself with lungs full of water
you have drowned
you can only swim for so long
Roses are red,
The violets are dying,
Outside I look fine,
But inside I'm crying.

Facing the world,
Such an arduous task,
Now that I must hide,
Behind a smiling mask.

You can tell life's a worry,
When the number of scars,
On your arms equal,
The total of all the sky's stars.

The roses now wilted,
The violets have died,
But never will someone,
Know what goes on inside.
What do you think?
Our love is a poem
The one you think up
Suddenly
Beautifully
Perfectly
But you never dare write
Shared on Hello Poetry on October 26,2016
Copyright © 2016 Bianca Reyes
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always keep at least one foot on the ground
you never know when you will have to suddenly run for your life.
 Oct 2016 Dmytro from Trotskiev
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Hello beautiful
The words everyone wants to hear
To validate their beauty and their worth
Or simply to feel loved
You are loved
Don't ever feel alone
Because I've never met you
And I can honestly say
I love you
And whenever I see you
Hello beautiful
I love all you gerogous people
I checked
my ego.

It's still
there.
check your ego, amigo.
Her
She lives somewhere within me;
      deeper than love,
      stronger than pain,
      She is me.
      Spirits intwhine,
      body and soul,
      on my mind.
      Us; we will be.
There are words I want to use
I listed them down
So I may remember.

Your name was a word
I did not list
For it's impossible to forget.
Our list of words. Game starts tomorrow.
Casting shadows of doubt,
tripping over myself.
Molten to the core,
put on the shelf.

Screws in my head,
pressure builds up,
Forty five degrees,
way to much.

Gauges turn red,
point of no return,
open the valve,
release or get burned.

Blinded by the steam
of terminal fates.
Staring alone
into the gates.
My compass pointing towards my dreams
is broken
my polished brass imaginator
is lost
My gyroscopes spin lazily
now useless
My log contains but disconnected letters
the few remaining sentences
contradict
its stacked and leatherbound brothers
I chained my silver dream kaleidoscope
away
above my head
it's diamond sapphires and amethyst pearls
are out of reach
I said I would sail this way
and I have
forgotten
how to turn this dirigible
*around
How can I dream if surviving is a daily struggle?
But God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever. I have made the sovereign Lord my refuge. I will tell of all your deeds. Psalm 73
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