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The moments between the blink of eyes
The moments between the thoughts
And memories
The moments between
The hug and warmth of care

Are the moments
When love says I am here.

Love me when I am around
Love me when I am not
Love me when I lost my self in your love
Love, love me

When i am not in love
@Shashi 2008
Call me a diva
Cause I got a switch in my walk
Flip my hair gloss my lips with MAC
Got some attitude in my talk
You call me a *****
When I stand up for me
Don't play by the boys only rule
Making the world R-E-S-P-E-C-T me
What you fail to see is I am woman
Not the names or labels you choose
I carry the weight of great ancestors
Queens on my back
My reputation you won't abuse
From the top of my head
To the bottom of my feet
Proud strong loving determined
I do not welcome defeat
My hair is not what makes me beautiful
Neither the makeup on my skin
It's my heart my soul
Strong and open to lengths untold
Outer beauty doesnt compete with that
Within
My size doesn't define me
Not the size of my ******* or my behind
But the standard of which I carry myself
My intelligence my mind
The many facets of this complex unique individual
Is what makes me woman undeniable
For weeks I’ve
Rarely slept;
Useless with
So many pains.
Tests give no
Results; can’t
Act happy. The
Thoughts run
Inside a mind
Outraged and
Nonsensical.
I'd rather go to Hell
Then be trapped in your secret cell
You begged and worked for hopeful fireworks
But all you got were my dreadful quirks
Hallelujah call His name
Teacher, student, both the same
Show me your love in her technicolor whirlpool
Outside there's anger, but inside is cool
So go on, dragon slayer, and toss me your groove
I'm the chess player, and I'm ending your move

Good evening, little brother, my precious darling kin
We're all one in the same, though you wear a different skin
There was us, confused about paternity
We danced and jumped and had no use for maturity
I saw those eyes you never would see
For all that is left is she, not me
And you just shatter each dry, cracked bone
I know I will face this all alone
So when I leave, you'll ask me “How?”
And I'll respond, “Where's your God now?”

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
Since spring all I've wanted was for you to be mine
Don't cry to the suicide of that **** stupid sidekick
They want your soul, it's the Devil's trick
So help me please, where did my words go?
Sure, we won't fight, but now I'll never know
Yes I be the flames and you be the boy
Sunshine, take my hand, and sing with summer joy
There we were raised, twins, by our best friend
I pray that her plane ride won't be our end
Just hold me and say you'll always forgive and forget
Just hold me and say that you're happy we met
A poem written by myself, a teenager, about teenager stuff. Enjoy :)
I.
My first in first grade
I carved your name in my desk
I hope it's still there.

II.
Made class valentines
Required for everyone
But mine was special.

III.
You begged the teacher
To sit by me on the bus
With a great big smile.

IV.
The first who wanted
To take me out for dinner
But it was a joke.

V.
Dedicated song
I can no longer hear it
Without thought of you.

VI.
You never said it
But your eyes always told me
You had wanted more.

VII.
You dated my friend
And I never told you how
Much I adored you.

VIII.
Playful like a child
But mature like an adult
So interesting.

IX.
You asked me to prom
Yellow flowers for friendship
That's all I wanted.

X.
You said you loved me
I loved you like a brother
It would never work.

XI.
You swore up and down
You had changed for the better
You didn't, first kiss.

XII.
Late walks on campus
Never saw me with makeup
We were so natural.

XIII.
Eyes found each other
"I don't forget pretty girls"
you whispered to me.

XIV.
I fell quickly, hard
But you still loved someone else
A girl with my name.

XV.
A friend of a friend
Texting non-stop everyday
Going nowhere fast.

XVI.
Liked me from the start
Bruised and broken, I do care
But not in that way.

XVII.
The piano man
It was all right but timing
One that got away.

XVIII.
We tried to fight time
Thinking that you were ready
Left us with heartache.
Each is dedicated to a boy from my past. Enjoy.

PS. I would love to know your favorites if you'd like to share.
 Feb 2013 Jossie Villasenor
Ian
Soon the snow will melt
And after the snow has had it's time
The grass will grow again
And our trees will turn from skeletons to verdant forests
So it seems like now would be a great time
To start anew
I am tired
I am cold
And all I ask is for a hand to hold
So that we may grow new flowers
Ones that grow not in the ground
But within us
Flowers in the mind and the heart
A garden
Of sorts
I heard a cry in the night,
A thousand miles it came,
Sharp as a flash of light,
My name, my name!

It was your voice I heard,
You waked and loved me so—
I send you back this word,
I know, I know!
Wake up again.
Sleep in my eyes, empty bottles beside me.
Memory fails.
Girl, remind me, what's your name again.
Last night was fun,
but why do I still feel this pain inside me?
I can't go on
living this life outside myself.

Tear up this place
built upon layers of hurt and agony.
Burn it away.
Leave no traces of it ever being there.
Break out from here.
Roam and wander for a better place for me.
Got to be free.
Break me free from this chain.

Press the knife against my skin.
Pull the trigger.
Kick the chair I'm standing in.
Air gets thinner.

Can't keep on living this hell.
Gotta end it before it turns unreal.
**** me now before I go insane.
It's time to throw this life away.

Since you've been gone
I've been getting closer to insanity.
This ****** love
kept me far away from reality.
More ***** and drugs.
I need to find my fantasy again.
***, rock and roll
should be the life for me.

Press the knife against my skin.
Pull the trigger.
Kick the chair I'm standing in.
Air gets thinner.

Can't keep on living this hell.
Gotta end it before it turns unreal.
**** me now before I go insane.
It's time to throw this life away.
This is a very rough draft of a song I'm working on. It will be updated as I keep on working on it, and also, can anyone help me with a better title? I don't like this one.
Someday.

A crisp fall night,
Evident by the gentle breeze,
The calming trees,
And the changing leaves,
Your chair slightly overlapping mine,
We look at each other,
Our subtle embrace grows slightly stronger at the dwindling fire,
as we try to make up for the heat that we are losing,
Your skin is ripe and mine is bruising,
From the pain of letting go,
I knew you wouldn't see the fall,
You were a somber metaphor of the dying fire,
Reaching for something more,
Something to keep you going,
But there was nothing,
The physical attachments of this world seem not to matter as much when the pain is so great,
Sometimes the best thing you can do is let go,
They always said if you love something let it go,
But how can I let you go,
When it is fall,
And my bed is cold.
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