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 May 2016 john p green
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i slowly began to open myself up again,
so i can see the galaxies flow from within,
so i can see the stars fall apart,
just like my heart did,
the only bad thing about this is,
i'm going back to where i started.
this is a personal poem, so most of you wouldn't understand this.
The scenery changes
As day becomes night
Nature takes its course
With the moonlight shining bright
Nothing ever stays the same
Moments will come to pass
Embrace the life that you live
There is no telling how long it will last
I live in the present
I hold no resentment in my heart
I care because it makes me feel good
Not because I need the attention
I have a future
A bright future
I accept stress and use it as fuel
I embrace my past and the moments I regret
I understand that I am unique
Unlike anyone
I accept who I have become
 May 2016 john p green
Stephan
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I used to look forward to the sunrise,
soft watercolor whispers blushing
to the east in rose petal hues
on a perriwinkle sky
as I awoke each morning –



But now they are nothing more than
drab bookends to another day in my life
I wish had never been written



*– and I adored the vibrant sunset,
citrus splashed heavens shimmering
in tangerine and lemon zest
effervescence on the western horizon
as my day neared its end
You touch me
And all of a sudden
The fish are drowning
Swimming, breathless
Towards the surface
Where the air is turning into
Fairy dust
Painting the sky in
A thousand different colors

Then you're gone
Fairies aren't real
The sky is just blue
The helpless fish
Are being cooked
And paintings are just paintings
Even if they remind me of you
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