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 Dec 2012 Ingrid
Brooklyn
Bazinga.
 Dec 2012 Ingrid
Brooklyn
You say you've found "the one"
And you've finally figured it out
I guess I should be happy for you
But your right hand doesn't count.

You chose the one that cheated
And left me with goodbyes
Relationships are based on trust,
But I guess that yours are based on lies.

That's okay, I'll be fine
I'm so much better without you.
I hate your guts, and I curse your name.
**I wish that were true.
 Dec 2012 Ingrid
Brandon Barnett
I will walk the miles in your heart
the distance it takes to prove my love
I will trudge the sands of your time
the moments you need, to know I will stay
I will chase storms into the ocean
and beat the waves to rest on your shores
I will catch fire for you and burn new light
to set aglow the path to your affections

giving up or giving in, will never even begin to begin
and never will I ever beg to be let in
I will earn you

I will ride the comets into your black skies
to get a deeper look into your blue eyes
I will never surrender or be subdued
I will reach you
I will brave the fears and swallow the salt in your tears
to teach you
that we were meant to be one
no setbacks will keep me, no dark streets will defeat me
I will arrive, I will arrive

You are my river uncrossed, you are my home still lost
you are cherished deeply at any cost
you are my quiet moment soon to be filled with music
you are the evidence of love that proves it

I will run the race it takes to chase an angel
I will
I will it to be true
and no mile will keep me from you
 Dec 2012 Ingrid
Alice Kay
Even hunched under a mountain of blankets

I'm still cold
because you left...
 Dec 2012 Ingrid
Alice Kay
nostalgia
 Dec 2012 Ingrid
Alice Kay
nos•tal•gia |näˈstaljə; nə-|
noun
a sentimental longing or wistful affection for the past, typically for a period or place with happy personal associations



happy personal associations...
                                                 ­                                                                                  ­         you
typically for a period or place...
                                                        ­                                                                last year...in love
a sentimental long or wistful affection...
                                                    ­                                                        my heart constantly aches
for the past...
                                                         ­                                                             *we had everything
 Dec 2012 Ingrid
Daniel Magner
My head of stone
won't let anyone in
these days
© Daniel Magner 2012
Compare to Head of Stone and let me know which is better!
 Dec 2012 Ingrid
Ayaba Babe
She models
With nothing but her earrings on.
Gold tendrils
Dancing across her shoulders
Lost in a sea of black curls.
Her beauty
Is that of an angel.
A halo
Of sheer radiance
Glistening around her wings.
Her body
Is that of a woman.
Lost
In unmarked territory along open winding passageways that
God
Didn't even create a roadmap for.
She can fly,
He said.
The only eyes to witness were her's and God's
And the eyes gazing back at her through the mirror
Watching her model
With nothing but her earrings on.
Gold tendrils
Dancing across her shoulders
Lost in a sea of black curls.
 Dec 2012 Ingrid
Emily Watkins
Sometimes
I want to write a poem
but my hands
don't know
how to type
the stories
my
heart
wants
to
speak.
 Dec 2012 Ingrid
Brandon Barnett
I have to stop the thoughts of you
running around my head
I've no escape from their tantrums
they're reminders of hurtful things I've said
they're a look back into the places
where we lived and loved but fought
they're whispers of broken christmases
and looks at presents I never bought
they're kisses I never got from you
because I never made it home
overdosed on the night's escape
a rotted king, a hospital throne
they're the things that forever haunt me
following my footsteps back to the bar
they're the pain I've cause in everyone
in causing things to be the ways they are


hate me away
take back all I've borrowed
hate me because I betray
please hate away your sorrow
hate me for what I've taken and can't repay
despise my every sad tomorrow

hate me in ways that let you free from me
it's the only way I can ever give you peace  


I have to stop the days I sadden you
I have to **** the way I make it true
that no matter what I promise
my actions won't prove a love for you
I've been without so much for so long
that I should appreciate all you have to give
I should've cherished your soft presence
in every day since, that I have lived
but I never put you above myself
I never helped or held you up so high
now the only way I affect you
is with a commitment that makes you cry
you always fully forgave me
for all the crimes that I'd commit
now it's you I have to protect
In asking your heart only for this split

hate me away
take back all I've stolen
hate me for the foul days
that could have shined and been golden
hate me for my every terrible display
despise me deeply, hate my emotions

hate me in ways that let you free from me
it's the only way
I
can ever give you peace
 Dec 2012 Ingrid
Paul Hardwick
The word,
Rested For just a while>>>then went on...aGain.
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