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In a place where everything and everyone
is shallow,
your eyes alone are left with a depth to them
that no-one could have ever guessed.
In a place where hard work is an excuse
to be superior,
you value interior in a way
quite ulterior.
In a mirror you're just as good as them,
but your beauty will stem
from things other than your physicality.
It comes from the fact that you make happiness
a reality.
The totality of your devotion
to something as simple as a smile
makes every second spent with you,
instantly worthwhile.

Sure, there have been guys,
who have had their own ideas.
Used lies like a blade
to cut their way into your heart,
but you've grown wise since then.
You've been hurt before,
but your determination to stay happy
is worth more than any man could be.
I'm only around you three hours a week,
but your smile shines through any attempt I have
at keeping my attitude bleak.
If I can be completely honest,
you leave me absolutely star-struck
and it was just my luck
that I was born four years before you.

Our worlds run parallel from my view,
but the way I can connect heart and mind with you
is a treasure that cannot be reproduced.
 Jan 2015 Stellar
Lady Bird
lies they cover the heart with
a very thin see through mask
yet no heart is made of stone
those words of jagged lies
they cut through the bone
causing some tattered edges
of puffy pain filled eyes
leaving continuing scars

the truth may hurt causing
a misty covered mirror
a tear or two may chip
opening the eyes answering
those questions in thought
causing doubt but never asked
the truth may be a bit messy
but it will always set you free
inspired by "Amanda Goodness" -- http://hellopoetry.com/amanda-goodness/
from her profile message ---“The truth is messy. It's raw and uncomfortable. You can't blame people for preferring lies.”
 Jan 2015 Stellar
Madisen Kuhn
i hate that i’m lying in bed
with a cup of tea
and can see myself in the future
in our bed
with a cup of tea
and you lying next to me

and i hate that i can see myself turning out the light
and laying my head to rest
on your chest

i hate that i can see us sitting at a little round kitchen table
next to the window
you in your black rimmed glasses
scrolling through your phone
me with my hair ******* and one knee draw up to my chest,
eating a bowl of oatmeal as the sun creeps its way
into the middle of the sky

i hate that i can see us side by side
brushing our teeth in a cramped bathroom
in front of a foggy mirror,
listening to music as we get ready for the day

i hate that i can see us walking out the front door,
i hate that i can see us kissing goodbye

because i’m lying in bed
with a cup of tea
thinking about all of this,
thinking about you

yet i’ve already kissed you
goodbye.
 Jan 2015 Stellar
Swathi eruvaram
To see you for the first time again
To feel you for the first time again
To kiss you for the first time again
To fall in love with you all over again, I wish
I wish I could time-travel
To live those golden moments again
Moments that meant more than the world to me
 Jan 2015 Stellar
EJ Aghassi
2015
 Jan 2015 Stellar
EJ Aghassi
next time I am wanting
to be long gone and forgotten
stick around &
do your haunting
I will not bother you

happiness has never stopped me
from still suffering so slowly
it's pain, I guess,
I'm wanting
but it will not follow you

it's only mine to keep
within my own arm's reach
yet still while
you sleep, you
they will be wrapped around

my innards now are burning
with past and future yearning
but my body
now is floating
my feet are off the ground

my senses are tingling
my spirit is vibrating
and my smile,
that's the main thing,
it's not ironic at all

horrors may still follow
all those promising tomorrows
wrapped up in
comfortable sorrow
I have embraced the fall
happy new year and all
The Problem with breaking your heart
is that you can't let it heal to someone else's frame.
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