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We will miss you
Sweetheart
You were the tune
From the start
We didn't notice
Now we know
You are an angel
And we love you
Look into our eyes
Once again
Sing us your songs
Dance in the rain
We understand
Now everything
Your moves, your laugh
Your invisible wings
Losing you
Is worse than we thought
Our life is empty
You've closed the door
Why didn't you
Show the way?
Why did you leave?
And why do we stay?
Why were you hiding?
And why were we blind?
Why has everything
Happened so fast?
Give us a sign
A small rainbow only
Or whistle in our ears
When the weather is windy
Let us feel that you are near
We can never forget you, our dear
Forgive us, little wonder
You were the light, peaceful and tender.
I planted all the seeds of all your pomegranates,
I watered them with my tears,
My love was the sunshine on them.

They grew above me, they reached the clouds,
They grew higher, then reached the stars,
They grew for you, they grew fruit for you.

Now come, harvest our trees.
Leave me then.
But I will keep her.

We have both created her,
You and me
We have both given our blood,
You and me
She is made of
You and me

And I could never **** any part of you
As I have always loved you
And I will always love you
And you will always love me

- the part of you in her.
for her father.
I just want to sleep on your chest tonight, and sing ancient Hungarian lullabies for you as you slowly close your eyes and disappear behind the curtain of your eyelids, closing yourself into your own world of dreams
- where I can't go with you.
But I promise that I will stay here with your body,
I promise that I will take care of your body,
and I will wait until you come back to me.
Ma este csak hozzád lenne türelmem
Együtt eltemetni az egész világot
És csak egy éjszákára elhinni azt,
Hogy nem lett elrontva a teremtés
És minden a helyén van.
De mivel a teremtésbe valahol hiba csúszott,
Egyedül vagyok ma este.
Still wearing the knickers of last night
His taste is still in your mouth
You had it all for one hour
But you've lost more, the sweet has turned sour
If you ever see him again
He won't recognise you, won't know your name
or if he does it hurts even more
Your dignity's gone and burns in shame
maybe I'm not ready yet for you
we need patience until our dreams come true
I know that I'm the one who needs more time
I beg you to wait and I promise that I'll make you mine

you're so perfect that I don't dare to touch you
you're so innocent that I feel guilty every time I see you
my reason is fighting a battle with your passion
but one day you'll be my eternal obsession
I'm no creep. I'm no *****. I'm no ****.
You make me believe in something I don't want.
I'm hiding my face, although you're blind.
Why do we **** it up every single time?
People just pass through me and leave for ever.
You just pass through people and leave for ever.
You're no better than I am, but no worse either.
~~♥~~

I used to think men
should be more like books
Both you cannot
judge by looks...

If I didn't want to finish reading
I put it down... no heart was bleeding

A book will never fuss or fight
It will stay with you
through the night...

It doesn't smoke. It doesn't drink.
It won't leave toothpaste
in the sink!

It doesn't binge... it don't eat...
It won't leave up the toilet seat!

It don't forget. It doesn't mope.
It won't hog the TV remote!

It doesn't have to have
The last say...
It doesn't have legs

to walk away.

But it's not soft. It isn't warm.
It doesn't keep you
safe from harm.

Even though it makes no fuss
It can't think. It can't discuss.

Even though it has its charms
it can't hold you in its arms.

It doesn't pine. It doesn't miss.
It can't hug and it can't kiss.

So now I think on it again...
... I think BOOKS should be
             more like MEN!!!



SoulSurvivor
2/20/2015
~~♥~~
 Mar 2015 Emese Molnar
Rosie Dee
Silence,
Licks up the air around you,
Intakes it all,
Constricting your very thoughts, fears, feelings, pains until...
Everything goes black
In quite a dark mood right now. This poem probably wont make any sense to anyone-hell it doesn't even make sense to me. I don't even like it really i just figured i'd post something because it's been a while and i'm feelign a bit off right now, I just wrote what was in my head and..voile. Too lost in thoughts of the past. The past is a tricky subject i suppose. Heres to a better and happier poem next time aye?
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