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The eyes of terror.
I imagine you in my dreams.
The generosity was unreal.

Ocean wave, I hear them ROAR!
Yet, I am not afraid.
The windows are shot,
There is no one to blame
It was just them.
No me,
No you.

I knew from the beginning we'd be blown away.
Such as a speck of dust in the wind.

You see, now glitter paths lead the way
To a world of doom.
The dark path leads to a world
That is brand new.
I followed the glitter,
You did too.


We never made it.
It was just them.
No me,
No you.
Please don’t cry
I’m not really gone
When you look out the window
I’ll be standing on the lawn

Please don’t cry
I’ll see you again
Don’t be sad
Keep up your chin

Please don’t cry
I’m not really dead
When you cry yourself to sleep
I’ll be by your bed

Please don’t cry
Just because we had to part
As long as you remember me
I’ll live in your heart

Please don’t cry
I’m not gone forever
I’ll be a cool and gentle breeze
In hot summer weather

Please don’t cry
Don’t run and hide
When you need a shoulder to lean on
I’ll be by your side

Please don’t cry
When you’re sad and weak
I’ll be there
To kiss you on the cheek

Please don’t cry
This is just a goodbye
So please, oh please
Baby, do not cry
 Feb 2014 Jaz
September
A slate cannot
be wiped clean
if sins are
written with a
chisel.
 Feb 2014 Jaz
Shaylynn Johnson
Being alone is more
Than just staying at home
You could be walking down the street
Like you're trapped inside a dome

Everyone around you just stares
"Hello, doesn't anyone notice he's there?"
You could talk in the loudest voice
But nobody will look or seem to care

And most of the time
They'll think its a crime
To walk and walk...
But never talk

And at night when you're laying in bed
You'll remember it all and it plays in your head
Over and over it plays like a tape
Then your eyes close over like a dark drape
 Feb 2014 Jaz
Ryan Cullen MacLeod
You are the poison that pulses through my veins
Making me question my sanity and feeling insane
I wish I'd never seen your haunting face
I wish the memories would vanish without a trace
I hate you, but I love you, I was scared of you, but I know you

I wish I could say it was all a dream, I wish I could say it wasn't true.
I long for your happiness at the cost of my own
Maybe one day I'll now longer reap what I've sown.
 Feb 2014 Jaz
Alice Julia Miller
Please
Don't make me treat poetry
Like it's stagnant, static
Just chunks of stanzas
There is more to the greats
Of poetry
Than dissecting
What they left us.

When you're given
A pearl necklace
You don't cut open the pearls
To examine the layers
That lead to sand
You appreciate the
Facile beauty
And gently
Softly
Contemplate
The complicated structure
Therein.

"Poetry
*****"
And no wonder they think that
Teachers make
Reading of intricatesweetlovely
Words
A chore
A task
A question of right and wrong
Not of how you feel
It doesn't matter
What some textbook company wants me to think
Sometimes
Poets
Aren't being metaphorical all the time
And ALWAYS
We need to feel the poems
For
Ourselves.
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