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 Dec 2014 Jack R Fehlmann
ema m
she didn’t cry
when she got the news
she didn’t cry
when the heart monitor flat lined
she didn’t cry
even when he was six feet beneath the ground
she didn’t cry
it was when
she lay on the soft lush grass
of the backyard they used to play in
that she cried
and let the stars witness her pain

e.m
To love oneself is the ultimate goal.
To smile at the reflection in the mirror;
I know that you hate what you see
with every shard of your  beautiful soul.

When I say shard, I do mean shard,
For your soul was shattered by the world,
And you broke it into tiny pieces
When you cut your fingers trying to fix it.

You loved yourself once,
Before you grew up in this cruel age.
Your smile was filled with sunshine,
And mirrors were things to marvel at.

You can love yourself again, if you try.
It won't be easy, it will take time.
But love can grow from the cracks in your soul
Like wildflowers in the pavement.

When you find how it feels to be happy,
Will you teach your children?
In the future, tell them your secret,
Share the secret of happiness with them.
Not sure what this is.
I hope you smile with all the light of the sun.
I hope you want to be all the wildest things when you grow up.
I hope your eyes reflect the night sky.
I hope you never find yourself broken.
I hope when some one asks you what you love,
The first thing you will say is yourself.
That is important. I want you to love yourself.
I hope you're happy with who you are.
I hope you dream big and achieve what others thought was impossible.
Most of all, I hope you are happy, whoever you turn out to be.
My dear future child, always know, that I will love you, no matter what.
Of all things I've seen,
It's you that I want to forget.
Gone from my mind,
The pain would disappear.
The nightmares and fear,
The jumping when I'm touched.
I could forget it all,
Simply by forgetting you.
Darling, let me love you,
the way I want to,
the way you want me to.

let me spill all my feelings,
all my love,
my everything to you.
Let me be the morning dew and you,
be the petals of the loveliest rose.
I'd touch you all over,
the faintest touch of my lips,
all over your soft divine skin
would make you more pigmented
than you already are.

Let me tickle you and arouse you,
and make you want me more.
You’d try to push me away,
but avert me from falling too.
And I shall run wild over you,
just when your thirsty lips drag me rapidly to you.
And as I get closer to your lips,
I would see a shy smile in your rosy face.

I would hold you tightly,
give you the kiss of the millennium,
and you would want me more;
as if the feeling is new.
My every touch, my every breath,
would make you feel more complete,
like you’re discovering yourself in you,
via me.
Never has been your body caressed,
never have you been to this utopia,
as I show you the doorway to paradise,
and you would not want me to stop.

So I would go on,
Quenching every thirst,
again and again.
And you would be there,
soaked, all wet.
Right at that time,
we would be two bodies as one.
Your identity becomes mine,
and mine, yours.
And when I see you again,
I visualize no shyness in you, anymore.
I see, love, affection, satisfaction, and moreover,
a complete lady in you.
And I would shine,
like a diamond with you.
And that’s when the world sees,
an epitome of  beauty, in us.
Sparkling dew drops in a blossomed rose.
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Careful.
I'm a backstabbing *****.
I'll ***** up your life so bad you won't even recognize it.
At least that's what people say.
Them.
From many year ago, the people I knew who never knew me.
Careful.
It might be true
Or it might be as fake as the ******* who told it to you.
Getting sick of hearing about myself from people who never knew me.
It's pretty great hearing: Oh yeah, they were talking about you earlier. ...Yeah they think you're ugly and ******.
THEY HAVE NEVER EVEN MET ME!
***!?
Anyway... whatever
Why
You wanted to know why
I was destroying myself
But how do you explain
To someone who doesn't know
What it feels like
To have your thoughts
Tear you apart
Memories.
 Nov 2014 Jack R Fehlmann
Jemimah
....................................................
my To-Do List fast becomes
my Should-Have-Done List
growing with awareness
of my insufficiency
and endless
need for
Grace
[and
Trust]
whose
hourglass
is beautifully
timeless - yes! I
thank you Father God
for seeing these - our timid tries
& loving still - our honest hearts.
......................................................
Time outruns the sands of sanity
But eternity grounds a struggling heart
- For these light and momentary troubles -
Will  a w a k e n  the hope given us
 Nov 2014 Jack R Fehlmann
Jemimah
Around the Earth
she sings
a silent twirl

Parting curtains
hinged
with diamond stars

On endless stage
adorned with
grace

Spinning
silver threads  
into the sky

The moon
she pirouettes
upon the night


A ballerina
Theres nothing i can do to convince you that i care....
i wish you were still around so i could prove while your there....

Listening to him only brainwashes you....
theres nothing on heaven on hell that i woouldnt do for you...

I miss laying on the bed and just talking.....
you always had something intrestring to say....

I always thought you seemed older then what age u did say....
But some actions made me think ya ur young born in may.

I wanted to know more about you and tell you my secrets too
I guess that wont ever happen now.....

I just need to get over you.
you hate me *** of his lies and i cant change it *** your not around me...thats so depressing.
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