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 Feb 2016 Em
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 Feb 2016 Em
rattletaptap
Sometimes the silence screams as well
 Jan 2016 Em
Samuel Hesed
Her brown eyes crept up to me.
Delicate and wide.

I could see the love of her mother,
And pride of her father.

A universe stretched out farther then the eye could see,
Filled with shining stars,
And faceless scars.

Her stare had an ingenious beauty.
Like a meadowless daisy.

Her glare had an artless grace,
Like colorless vase.

This glow was naive from the broken lives,
Wondering on this fallen world.

This credulous light,
Waiting to be ripped by jealousy.

I almost wanted to hold her there,
Away from the horrors in life.
Far from Apollyon's hands,
Like a guardian in the night.

Her innocents daring to walk on this thin rope,
Called hope.

Then, I saw with my waking eyes.
A white aisle covered by heavens flowers,
Congregations starring at her beautiful smile.
Oh, what a lovely mile.

For, there I knew
Her life was a magnificent design-
That wasn't mine.

I let her go into the hands of the divine,
Where she waits for her Valentine.

Oh, Lord I know you will hold her tight,
As she waits for her fearless knight.
Copyright © 2015 Paul Forbes All Rights Reserved
 Dec 2015 Em
Mike Hauser
What went through your mind, oh Wondrous Creator
When as baby Jesus you let out your first cry
Did you know at that moment you were the Savior
Of this fallen world and all of mankind

Did you recognize your mother Mary
And see her as Your special child
Only you God at such tender a moment
Could give us your all at such tender a time

Did your first sight at creation astound you
As you looked through the blur of finite
From the beginning you'd always seen clearly
In the presence of your Fathers light

Did the warmth of God's Spirit surround you
As the December chill settled over the land
Were you holding the hand of the Father
In the transition from Son of God to Son of man

When you heard the first bleat of the lambs
Were your thoughts on being the shepherd of man
That would lead all those gone astray
Did you already know of that day

These are questions that I tend to ponder
On the greatest gift the world's ever known
I will praise you for all of the wonder
The first Christmas that your love, my Savior was born
Merry Christmas my friends!
 Dec 2015 Em
ZT
Waiting
 Dec 2015 Em
ZT
Waiting
I keep on waiting
For him to have that feeling
The same to what I'm having

But waiting seems like forever
Turning the burning passion just into a fever
Slowly being remedied by the cold truth
That I might be waiting for nothing
Just waiting for someone who might not be waiting for me *****.
 Dec 2015 Em
JWolfeB
present
 Dec 2015 Em
JWolfeB
Since when did darkness
Become my only light
 Nov 2015 Em
Victoria Jennings
I can't trust anyone now
I can't trust my own judgement now


Thanks for that.
 Nov 2015 Em
Victoria Jennings
I won't write a book about us

We were a whirlwind disaster

But I loved every heart wrenching moment

I won't write you a book

Because we failed

I'll write some fiction

About us working

About us loving forever

Just like we promised

I'll write some fiction

And it will be beautiful.
 Sep 2015 Em
Julia O'Neary
Of You
 Sep 2015 Em
Julia O'Neary
For 116 days you
occupied my heart and
most of my thoughts.
My skin was branded
when you left on day 83.
Every familiar sight, sound,
touch, smell, taste reminded
me of you...

Last night (day 117),
I kissed someone new,
and none of him
reminded me of you.
I let his hands wander,
let him steal my
breathe, but
not my heart.

Today I set my calendar
back to day 1.
My days belong to me.

I am free of you,
and I miss the feeling
of missing you...
 Aug 2015 Em
Julia O'Neary
I don't get a lot of things right,
but I know that when I have you,
you will be my greatest achievement.
I will take you to our home that
is built on the best kind of love
the kind that is gentle and permanent.
When you are one, and your first word
is daddy,
I'll understand, he is a man
who inspires my best poetry too.

When you are six, and you want to
pick out your own clothes for your
first day of kindergarten, I'll let you.
I will also take pictures.

The day I have to explain the
difference between lust and
love to you, how you came to be,
and why you're family is broken, will be the worst day of my life,
until the day I have to mend your
first broken heart.
I can tell you now that I will not
know what to say or do in either
situation, but I can tell you this:
That loving and being loved should
be easy, like breathing, it should
Flow freely in and out of you.
That it's ok to have loved many
times, so long as, each love is as
healing as when you inhale. If it
fills you up from the inside and
out. That is how I loved your father.
We need love like we need air, but
we inhale and we exhale.
When love leaves you, it will feel
like you cannot breathe, through
the pain in your chest, but breath
little girl. Take full deep breaths
and know that you were my
second love, but also my best.
I had a pregnancy scare recently and it forced me to imagine what kind of mother I would be. I don't know why, but I only imagined a daughter. I was also being very ******* myself for being in that situation and thought about what I would tell my daughter A) if I was pregnant, and one day had to explain why mommy and daddy were not married. And B) if my daughter were to be betting herself up over a boy
 Jun 2015 Em
Eiliv Advena
A place with elves
dwarves, hobbits and men
A place with tales
We hear again and again

A place with adventure
That will never die
A place to laugh
And a place to cry

A place with songs
Of ancient days
Sung by elves
Merry and gay

A place where you hear
The hobbits laughter
Where they live
Happily ever after

Where mountains are filled
With silver and gold
Where the dwarves mine
Mighty and bold

A place with men
In cities of stone
And their great king
Sits on a beautiful throne

A place with lore
To others unknown
A place that I love
A place that's my own

There I live
And there will I die
In middle earth
My heart will lie
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