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My future is veiled with grey clouds of uncertainty.
Shall I fear and fret?
Or shall I trust and not forget.
His love for me.
His promises.
Always kept.
His promise to never forsake me.
To never abandon me.
That His Presence shall forever go with me.
To give me rest.

My future is veiled with grey clouds of uncertainty.
But then I see...
the Rainbow behind the Clouds.
And I choose to believe.
That my future will be as bright
as the Promises of God.
 Jun 2016 john p green
Flynn
Every moment spent with you is a gift
It causes me to drift
Beneath the moonlight we sit
Reality disappears and it is soon very clear
That it's only you I wish to be near.
That little voice of yours...
Soft and soothing like a moonlit breeze
Smile so bright.
It warms me like the summers sun light
Drunk off your touch
I can't ever get enough
Sometimes I feel as though I stare too much
But, I love the way the stars glisten in those beautiful eyes
I just hate when the sun starts to rise
For it's too soon and followed with good byes.
 Jun 2016 john p green
ri
suddenly
 Jun 2016 john p green
ri
suddenly my poems stopped rhyming and I stopped counting my stanzas
and suddenly you stop calling
suddenly the marks on my wrists aren't scars anymore, they're open wounds
suddenly the world is crumpling around me and I'm afraid to touch you I'm so afraid you'll slip right between my fingers
suddenly you're gone so fast I don't know if I just imagined you
suddenly they aren't 2 am thoughts anymore they are all the time thoughts
and suddenly all my poems aren't love poems anymore
I might add onto this poem but I also enjoy it as is idk bye
 Jun 2016 john p green
ri
portraits
 Jun 2016 john p green
ri
sometimes I think about how this time last year I drew you from memory every time I closed my eyes
but if you asked me to draw you now I would forget how to pick up a pencil
 May 2016 john p green
taia
morning sun rises
filters through the leaves of trees
atmospheric art
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