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look up at the sky
and smile at it,
because as endless as the sky
is the hope you’ve been given
and the love inside your heart.
because as beautiful as the sky
are your dreams.
because you shine brighter
than the sun in the sky
and have more worth
than all the stars in heaven.
look up at the sky
and smile at it,
because heaven is your home.
don't be afraid to dream
because dreams were made for you
and you were made to dream.
darling,
close your eyes,
and let your soul be surprised
by the fire kindled in your heart
and the spark that lights your eyes.
so darling,
close your eyes,
and let your soul be surprised
and let it marvel at the dreams
that were planted in your heart
and just like wildflowers,
let them bloom.
but darling,
don't be surprised
when the wildflowers blossom
and your dreams come true.
one of these days you'll see me
smiling at the sun,
running freely in a meadow, picking flowers
and placing them on my hair.
one of these days you'll find me
writing my story in the sky,
singing the song of my
freedom and redemption.
one of these days i'll be
dressed in bravery and gold,
with fireworks in my eyes
and truth written on my skin,
with the taste of joy on my tongue
and bliss in my footsteps
because i will be free and
brave and carefree and hopeful
one of these days.
other people’s words
made my words seem small
but my words are mine
my words are special
my words are mine
my words have threads
of my soul woven into them
my words are mine
my words have my fire
my words are mine
my words are beautiful
my words are mine
my words come from my heart
my words are mine
my words have my love
my words are mine
my words share my story
my words are mine
my words share my struggle, my fight
my words are mine
my words come from my lips
my words are mine
my words come from my hands
my words are mine
my words have my fingerprints on them
my words are mine
my words can’t be told by anyone else
my words are mine
my words can’t be written by anyone else
my words are mine
my words don’t belong to anyone else
and i'll sing it from the rooftops
and shout it from the mountaintops
that my words are mine,
my words are mine,
my words are mine.
sometimes on bright days
when i can't stop smiling,
when i look up at the sky
with a sparkle in my eyes
i can hear your voice
and i feel the scars you
left on my heart
and i wonder if the sun
is shining for you too
i wonder if the same hope
that is nestled in my heart
lives in yours too
and sometimes i wonder
if the last words
i said to you visit you
at night just like the pain
you gave me sometimes does
but mostly i wonder
if you're happy
i wonder if you have love
i wonder if the memories
of the short amount of bliss
that we had make you smile
i wonder if you're okay
and honestly, i
hope you are.
This was written for my first mentor, who unexpectedly stopped talking to me one day. It is a poem about hope and forgiveness.
 Jan 2015 Devon Webb
Leo Cunio
Gosh as a child when I rode my bike,
Smiling and happy with delight,
I always thought that I was right,

She told me no that it's late at night,
So she wouldn't find out I snuck out of sight,
She would never know and we'd never fight,
I should have listened late that night,

Finally I started riding it into the moon light,
Now I'm paralyzed and can never think right,
That light was a man and his front light too bright,

I got hit and my mom took me to North End Waterfront,
The light got brighter and I filed with fright,
A few years ago, now I'm thirty-nine and let out a grunt,
All I'm saying is you may think you're right,
Until you end up like Margret Kite..
 Jan 2015 Devon Webb
Leo Cunio
September 5th, 2014 was the day,
I loved her with everything is all I'll say,
When she says to leave I sadly obey,

I didn't expect what would happen tonight,
People said she never loved me and they're right,
Chastity I love you and I'll cry for you all night..
 Jan 2015 Devon Webb
Leo Cunio
I'm tired of dreaming.
I'm through with trying.
Tired of living, yet scared of dying.
Maybe things are good for you,
but look at all that I've been through.
Look at all the pain I've won.
I bet you think that it's been fun.
You never thought I'd turn away.
You never believed you'd see this day.
Look again cuz here I go
leaving behind all I know.
Changing it all as I must do.
Not daring to stop and think things through.
Wanting to run as fast as I can,
not stopping until I understand.
Like why did I let things get this way?
Why didn't I leave yesterday?
How are things going to be,
since there is no more you and me.

© Vanessa Brown
 Jan 2015 Devon Webb
Leo Cunio
I trap myself in this cage with only my soul, my thoughts and a glass of water,
The darkness around me whispers to me,
It goes dead silent,
Pins dropping is all that was allowed to be herd,
My chest tightened,
The dead air was burying me into the silence,
Taking all I had,
I try to shut my eyes but he wants me to watch,
The room dies again,
All that is allowed to be seen is darkness,
Then he appears.
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