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With a start I wake up in the middle of a conversation
I didn't know how to follow up this line, I think it speaks for itself
 May 2016 Ginelle
cartel
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 May 2016 Ginelle
cartel
So last night she picked up the phone and called you
The number you dialed is not responding, please try again later
So she did
Again
And again
Her pride escaping her as fast as the tears escaping her eyes
And she tried to catch them
But it’s hard to catch something when your simultaneously falling
And there’s no one to catch you
The poem I wrote to my subconscious when my consciousness stopped listening
 May 2016 Ginelle
Nawal Yahya
Autumn
 May 2016 Ginelle
Nawal Yahya
Dead
Leaves
Flutter
Like
Butterflies

To
the
Ground

Red
Orange
B­rown

Spreading
Out
Like
A
Sheet
Of
Glass
This isn't originally mine, I thought that this was a beautifull poem to share : )
 May 2016 Ginelle
NV
baggage
 May 2016 Ginelle
NV
and i have never really understood why i hate luggage.
why i barely own handbags,
and would much rather fit the necessities in my purse.
why school didn't seem so bad if i had less books on my back.

i had never really understood why i hated so much baggage.

until i realised that it was because i already had all of me,
to carry.
 May 2016 Ginelle
Ma Cherie
"Dreams are my night time memories,
I will never forget."- May 2016 C Nolan
Quiet night....thinking.
 May 2016 Ginelle
Ma Cherie
You're still in here, inside these walls
through open doors and vacant halls
I hear you gently clear your throat
and rustle with your overcoat

I hear you say in deep distress
I have some things I must confess
I Loved You Then I love you still
I love you now, I always will

You have my heart, my heart that's true
a love I thought I really knew...
But love is just not quite that clear
It's juxtaposed with you my dear

I'd rather stay but I must go
for reasons that I do not know
I hope your heart can find a place
to close your eyes and see my face

Remember what it meant to me,
I hope my love can set you free
for I am your eternity,
and with you I will always be
and I will never really say
Goodbye my sweet

So we must both lie down to rest,
No need for you to get undressed
So cover up and go to sleep,
& dry those eyes from tears you weep

Where I am going
I must go alone,
this is your place
this is your home,
you must stay.

One day I know we'll meet again,
In time I know your heart will mend
Through Heavens gate I'll wait for thee
With open arms on bended knee
Where Spirits run
In fields of wheat
To find their souls last one retreat

So I'll instead just say farewell,  
& hope in this you will not dwell
You know that I just cannot stay,
the sun will shine again today,

So smile at the sky above  
& know that you are truly loved,

We are timeless

So you will know,
you will never
really
be alone.

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Cherie Nolan
Thinking of you today Dad. ❤ A bit overwhelmed- by the feelings this poem about so I'm dedicating this to my father Raymond...who has passed, a poetic lyrical soul that I learned from. This poem really took me by surprise - like so many things lately! :) Thanks to everyone for everything -encouraging thoughts & inspiration and the beautiful wisdom imparted in poetic form.  :) I'm grateful for the chance to share.
 May 2016 Ginelle
Leia R
a d u l t s
 May 2016 Ginelle
Leia R
endlessly searching for
knowledge in a world of
fear,
we are the white knights of
our generation.
                              l.r.
before anything, EDUCATE YOURSELF. don't let other discourage/hinder you from reaching your full potential.
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