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It's lovely outside and everything feels so right
It's clear to me now that you were meant to be in my life
We walk through the street hand in hand
Never do I think this will never happen again
You get a call and leave, but I'm still on cloud nine
As long as I get to see you again I will be fine
Walking home alone thinking how my future is so bright
I get a call that will forever change my life
I see you again all dressed up and ready to go from me
You look so peaceful, so why am I still crying
I kiss you for the last time as they close the coffin lid
I love you more in this moment more than I ever did
I think this is a nightmare and I keep trying to wake up
You have moved on to a better world but in this one I am stuck
I once had a friend who wasn't afraid to be herself
She only listened to her heart and no one else
I loved being with her because she was fun all the time
She told me her joy came from her heart not her mind
I was always afraid so I looked up to this girl
She was my favorite person in this world
The world was her playground that's how she always was
She never paid attention to all the talk and the buzz
The sad truth was she was sick and said to die soon
Yet this didn't affect her as we sat under the moon
I lost my best friend this year but still I am okay
For she taught me to live and love everyday
 Mar 2016 James Walker
Love
I guess I won that stupid fight of "I love you more."
Sometimes,
bravery
can be
as simple
as deciding
to love
again.
 Mar 2016 James Walker
Emily B
i am not
my favorite poet
not even third or
fourth in line for the title

the hawk circles
laughing
at such a notion

and i bury my toes
in the dirt
waiting for the mockingbird
to chime in
that's about the length of it
 Mar 2016 James Walker
A Lopez
I drew a circle
On the map
On the steps
Of my flat
A place of
Serenity
Virtue and
Peace. I knew
Before this
Place of seats.
A seat to sit on,
Became recommenced,
Perched on a tree
In a lovely breeze,
High sprung I rung
Past the old self of
M
E.
Taking notes
Learning
Lessons.
Keeping memories
Of morning blessings,
Putting away in a casket
The fears and questions,
Now again I feel caressing.
 Mar 2016 James Walker
A Lopez
Masked by beauty
Scarred by grace
Painfully waiting
My love, my place
Is this the best
Of
Life's
Taste?
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