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If my heart’s a garden,
Dear, I do not want to plant seeds of love only to find out I’ve grown weeds instead of flowers.
My love, I refuse to shed my tears to water temporary beings---
I refuse to let my toil produce bitterness.

Stranger, if you have no intention to stay,
I humbly plead to you, please, please go away
Do not settle your roots on my plowed soil;
Such ground is being prepared for a season of joy

The tempest has passed, along with it the past has been washed
Away, far, far away to a land I’ll never have to know once again
My love, the clouds have cleared and the sky is a beautiful shade of happy blue
Dear, I beg of you.
Dust off the grays before entering this sacred place.

And, if, you see what you seek within me.
I ask you to please be calm,
when it seems as if I’m destroying beautiful things
that I’ve planted along the years.
My love, remember all this started from nothing.
And from nothing, from scratch I shall grow once again---
for even roses and lilies only live for a season

And, if, you choose to love me;
I ask you to hold my hand and nothing more
On my own, I will break my soil to make room for your
long kept dreams and when I’m all done,
I would embrace you, and sing you to sleep.
My love, I invite you to rest underneath this tree
This tree of life whose fruits I’ve reserved for you and you only
Look at how it stands tall and mighty; bearing on its trunks the scars of many
Love, I would not lie to you--- I’ve invited others to lay with me here too.
In naiviety and foolish thinking, I’ve trusted them with my secrets.
Only to find out they’ve turned it into axes.

My dear, look at how I nursed it back to health.
In hopes that one day I would share its sweet fruits along with you.

And, if, finally you choose to stay.
I pray that you would have the courage to choose me each and everyday
Not only when things are colorful and beautiful,
Not only when my garden is full of laughter
But even when thorns and bushes ***** your skin
and everything hurts like hell
Please, my love, do not abandon me once again.

For my whole heart is yours and yours for the taking.
 Feb 2016 Ellie Sora
Star Gazer
I was at the doctors and had an injection,
In between needles I pondered about life,
Of how a needle lived its life in perfection,
It lived it in absolute lack of strife.

I was never more jealous of an inanimate object,
It was perfect for its purpose unlike me,
I was reminded of all the time I was a reject,
And that was when I began to see.

That every rejection just made me closer,
To being the perfect fit for my purpose,
So I discarded the life of a lame poser,
And started brainstorming at first.

What was my real purpose in life?
Then I realised, it was to live without strife.
Chocolate surprise,
Hidden in your eyes.
Wouldn't dare dream of taking that away,
What dream is this?
Sparkly sweetness of tomorrow,
Maybe sorrow.
Can't one stay?
To have fun and play,
Is it just a dream?
I don't know,
Only that of tomorrow.
This life is crazy,
But I'm not gonna laze back.
Gotta find my way through the haziness,
Of what I lack.
So be a part of or don't,
You choose your end.
Am I worth the recognition?
Or a forgotten friend?
 Feb 2016 Ellie Sora
Caroline E
That's what pain truly feels like,
A constant roaming in the shadows of the night

You have a face full of beauty,
Sadly a mouth full of lies

Forked tongue spitting venom like a snake's duty,
But oh how I still miss you when I look at the sky

I remember the good times we had like if it were yesterday,
But I never saw this coming, never thought I'd have to say goodbye

What more is there even left to say,
But just let out a relinquishing sigh

Although my heart aches at the thought of being apart from you,
I will walk away, for you have opened my eyes

The harsh reality that I was a speed bump,
On your journey to find the one

I thought there was love between us,
But I should've known that before it even started we were already done.
Collab., by Star Gazer and myself. By the way, go check Star Gazer out! It was a pleasure working with him (:
 Feb 2016 Ellie Sora
Megan H
I guess I never noticed
The loneliness in her eyes
A burning blue fire
That burned her insides
Is there anything to save her?
Maybe,
But it's up to her to decide.
Does she want to live,
Or does she want to die?
Not suicidal. I promise. I just notice some things about other people. This poem is not about me.
 Feb 2016 Ellie Sora
Megan H
As a lost little bird
I can confidently say
That being alone in this nest
Is a terrifying ordeal.
My mother taught me how to fly,
But I'm afraid to jump.
Will I hit the asphalt?
Or will I find success?
I could live out my life
In this tiny little nest.
It is comfortable,
And I enjoy being here.
Or I could jump.
I could find out if I can fly.
But this could also be the day I die.

It just doesn't feel right.
The weather is rainy
And I'm huddled in my feathers.
Do I still have a chance to jump
If everything feels wrong?
 Feb 2016 Ellie Sora
rica abul
No one likes me no one shall
Is it my sole that is bad some how
No one like my writing
No one likes what I say
Why do people feel that way
I take my time to write
To make my poems feel right
But I Guess no one think that way
I take time to write my poems every day
I feel really bad
That people doesn't like my poems and It makes me mad.
WHY DOES'T ANYONE LIKE MY POEMS.
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