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Occasionally I come across a person with brown eyes,
and I compliment them on those peepers.

More often than not, they laugh and say,
"Oh, they're just brown."
Or
"They're **** colored."
Or
"I wish I had blue/green/hazel eyes."

I want to grab them by the shoulders,
pull them close to me,
look into those eyes and say,
"Your eyes are alluring, deep, and warm."

Eyes the color of delicious coffee,
of which I want to gulp every last drop.
Eyes the color of ancient leather,
the binding of the best books.
Eyes the color of the soft soil,
from which everything good grows.

I say,
"Love your eyes, it's how the rest of us see into your soul."

Brown eyes are my favorite eyes.
Brown eyes make me feel like I am home.
Time flies
when you're happy
Yet when you are sad
time is the slowest
it mulls on
Days become months
Months become years
and years become your life
It is so much harder to remember all the times
when you shared a laugh or cracked a smile
Yet it is so easy
to remember all of the tears and the lonely nights
Time flies when you're having fun
Yet time seems to freeze when you're trying to decide
whether you should jump in front of that car
while waiting for the bus
 Jan 2018 Joshua Michael
J
We often wonder why our hearts
get broken, and I think I am
beginning to understand why.

A tiny thing, so precious yet so
fragile, had to be undone before
it can be made whole again.

My guess is, in putting the pieces
back together;
we find strength in weakness.
We find courage in vulnerability.
We understand ourselves better.

And with what we lose,
we also gain more of ourselves.
Trust the process. Self-talk.
Your heartbeat is like the soundtrack to my soul and everytime I hold you close I don't want to let you go in fear of forgetting the rhythm.
But you have no idea.
You make me feel so much.
You make me crave every part of you, like an addiction I'm not quite ready to be cured of.
And will I ever?
It matters not at all to you.
Interferes with your life in no way and you love it.
I know you love that I can't move on because if I could, where would that leave us?
You?
Could you live with the knowledge I didn't love you anymore like I'm living with the knowledge you never did?
I'd be your plus one forever.
I'd be whatever you wanted me to be but the one thing I hate being is all that I am to you.
A secret.
And what is a secret but something you are ashamed of?
I spend my life being second best and I'm forced to believe I deserve it.
Maybe I do.
But I'd evade every possible scenario that could make you feel like that.
I'd make you feel like the most important person in the world.
Because to me that's what you are.
You're so special.
I'd never hide you or lock you away.
I'd show the world how lucky I am to have you if you were mine.
And I'd make sure you felt the same.
I seem to be the master at this game
always out liking someone
I dive it with high expectations and end with them crashing down into the dirt
because I always out like
You liked me, I liked you
you stopped liking me eventually, but I didn't stop liking you
I win, you lose.
You'd think winning is a sweet victory
but winning this game ends in nothing but sad nights
I win, you lose.
I'll stay on the phone, content with just listening to our silence and you did too
for a while
I win, you lose.
I'll go out of my way to see you
you'd go when it was convenient
I win, you lose.
I keep the same feelings
while yours wither
ha,
I win. you lose.
All connections break because you simply
don't feel it anymore
I win,
you lose.
 Jan 2018 Joshua Michael
Johndre
you and me
once became we.
my lips against your skin,
your hands tangled in my hair
not until you went out without goodbyes
and i was left remembering your lies.
another work hehehe i feel so emo today idk why
 Jan 2018 Joshua Michael
sindy
Because all the world turn around you does not mean that you can make it stop.

Because no one see trough does not mean the miroirs lie.

Because at first it feels right and at the end so wrong.

What if I actually don't care? What if I don't want to play by the rules?

Less I think better I feel.
 Jan 2018 Joshua Michael
sindy
Do you feel lost? Not at all
Do you feel sad? Not for me
Do you love where you are? Definitely
Have you ever feel like that? Never
How does that sound? Like destiny.
 Jan 2018 Joshua Michael
sindy
Why are you running away from me all the time?
Because i can no longer be held responsible for my actions when I am with you.
#Run #Away #OutOfControl
Give me your all
put your past in my hands
and watch me heal it
and make you look forward
for your future
you don't need to worry anymore
I will set you free
I will turn your cocoon into a butterfly
don't be afraid to show me
who you really are
give me your all
your heart
love
past
present
give me your future
and I'll give my all right back
I promise
but it won't come all together
because of everything bad
that has happened to me
so be prepared
to have my all in
pieces
What should I call this poem?
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