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  Oct 2014 mip
Lahela
I have never flowed with anyone else the way we did today.

Even though I've never spoken to you before,

I felt like we were just catching up.
I am still blown away. What are the odds?
mip Sep 2014
i was a
hidden treasure chest;
you saw me as an
open book.
mip Sep 2014
i think about how music
captivates, how it magnifies
emotions i did not quite know
i could express.

i realize
you are my favorite song.
  Sep 2014 mip
zak
I have written enough to fill libraries about you.
I have painted enough to fill a museum or two.
I tried capturing worlds with words and universes with brushstrokes and everything in-between.
Did you know there are over a million words in the English language? And only 10 million shades can the human eye see.
I didn’t. It took your presence to realize there were so few words to describe your eyes,
And your absence made me notice every shade of gray caught in the damp morning light.
Flowers will grow from the dirt beneath my ribs and the world will die a million times over before I forget to write about you.
I hope you don’t stay forever, but I pray my words do.
i forgot for a while there
mip Sep 2014
Buy me forget-me-nots,
Because roses are prickly
And violets are violet, not blue.
And besides, I want to remember you forever.

Sometimes I don’t quite understand
What happened to me,
Because I used to be filled with angst and
Ridden with grit and gnashing teeth.

And all my poems have turned
Sappy and for some strange reason,
Something in me doesn’t seem to mind, because
If I’m sappy I may as well be sappy for you.

So, cheers, you’ve got me
Conflicted, wondering if I’m this way or that,
And if this makes you happy then
Perhaps I wouldn’t much mind it one bit.
this is an oldie.
mip Sep 2014
psa
culture is:
i. something earned
ii. something fought to preserve
iii. a part of a race or group of people
that you simply cannot take away from them.
iv. an essential part of their being
v. a heritage
vi. a legacy

culture is not:
an accessory.
Ignorance is no excuse for cultural appropriation.
mip Sep 2014
there are times i think
people could never be so incredibly
selfish,
but then i remember
how you left a mark
in every portion of my heart
so with each beat
i would be reminded of
everything we had,
everything we could've had.

my universe,
you consumed me like
a vortex.
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