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 Jan 2015 Jane
Adam Kobosky
She does not smile or frown,
she just sits there.
I wonder what she would say if
I really love her.
There is a fear inside me to
not even bring it up the same way
I used to.
What if she sees this?

What if

The fear shakes my stubborn heart.
I wish things did not change,
but everything grows new right?

right?

Tell me I will be okay,
please time is not always on our side.
She gives me hope
and replaces my worries with laughs.
So who am I talking?
She is the one that tells me to
stop and continue living on.
This poem is dedicated to her
from my heart to the world to see.
I still love her. Cannot go a day without
thinking of her. It kills me in a good way.
 Jan 2015 Jane
torrey
Hypophrenia
 Jan 2015 Jane
torrey
What if feelings were really all just science?
That everything we feel is actually genetic
That would mean
Every awful feeling was meant to be
All that we do, all that we see
We were meant to be
Exactly where we are
That would mean our mistakes
Aren't mistakes at all
We were made to be exactly
What we are
Happy, scared, stressed, and sad
Genetics would make it seem less bad
What if science was really all we had?
All the heartache and pain
All the decisions that we've made
Everything we are would make sense
But this is merely a myth
Hypophrenia-  A feeling of sadnes seemingly without a cause
also I'm reposting this with a new title that seems more fitting
 Jan 2015 Jane
Mark Steigerwald
Her heart is young
her mind so free,
she runs like the wind
the hair at her back
like wylde fire in the night sky.

There is something mysterious about her.
A great puzzle
an endless maze.

She keeps up a front
she pushes reality to the back.
Her actions do not bend to her heart.
She is as wylde as the stallions
unbroken,
untamed.

For a brief moment she was mine.
I felt her heart beating
and I gazed into those deep blue eyes.

And as suddenly as it came
the moment left me.
She sailed far down the coast
and away from my heart.

I will never gaze into those eyes again
I will never look upon the fire she held inside.

She is unbroken
untamed
her fire will never be quenched.

Her heart
ever blazing on.
heart fire blazing young her wind mysterious endless unbroken untamed
You were conjuringly special to me,
i convinced my vehemently skeptical gut that,
you felt the same way about me.
quite unnaturally/naturally, i was dolorously mistaken.


Turned out, i was just another
To You.
 Jan 2015 Jane
eliza t
granted
 Jan 2015 Jane
eliza t
G** iven so little
R ight when i love you most
A nd it'll all be gone
N ot in my memory or yours
T ake my hand and live out
E very second until the thought
D rags behind us forever
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