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Love was once walking deep in the Woods,
Wondering why he was enduring varying moods!!!
He was so displeased,
All his cheer just so ceased….

Lady Love went in looking for him,
All the way long singing his hymn…
Throughout the woods she called out for him
Only to hear him retort with a grim…

She grieved “Oh MY Lord what happened?”,
What on earth is to be summoned…
Or is it me that I have to defend!!!!!
Exclaim my love, for thy distress, to know I intend.
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Oh it’s not thou fault… My lady love
It is to u, the whole universe I Owe
Well did I understand the greatness love this day,
For I saw this man on earth who stood at bay…

So did I flaunt my love for you was the best
So did I boast that it conquered the world and the rest
This man on earth I saw, proved me so wrong,
With all his love for his lady that was immensely strong

All that he did for the love of his life
Everything so true everything so pure
To break all my pride that was just enough

Then did I sense how much I lack
With all that Love for his lady he had, was I taken aback
Certainly now…My love accept my plea
For I had loved you so little for all your life u lived for me
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Why did Lady Love gaze at the king with all Surprise
And state to him with words of no Price…
Dear Most Love I am so overwhelmed
For I saw this Lady too who has made me mend…

May be it is, maybe it ain’t
But I am all sure she is the lady love of the man u met,
Long live their Love to all glory and Serenity
For Love discovered all its dignity
From the love of theirs that echoes all reality!!
I want to sleep but these creeping thoughts keep breaching the security of my inner peace
I want to think positive and deposit these utterly exhaustive thoughts of worry someplace else
Onto the page I lock them away to stay out of my space and only on the page for someone else
To see
To read
To agree
Even if that person is only me
At least those negative intrusive thoughts won't be so bothering
No longer can they take up such precious space
Stronger I will be
A love letter to writing. my attempt to try and define the cathartic qualities of being a writer
 May 2015 freaky angel
BoF
I think if your heart stopped beating,
mine wold too.
Our souls are so linked together,
I feel you when you enter the room.
Everyone ceases to exist
all my eyes see is you.

If death came knocking
I would follow you,
for a world where you longer exist
is a world I will no longer wish
to belong too.

This is my confession
my heart is bond to you.

B.oF
Teresa Swartzentruber, 34, ****

You know how bad this hurts me, Mom?
To know, you could be there?
But now that you have your drug of choice,
You could be anywhere.
I'll love you through anything, anyone, alright?
The only thing I hate you for
Is risking your precious life.
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