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 Apr 2014 jude rigor
Adel
you remind me with the bright spring day when the sunlight peeks around the green leaves; you remind me with a nice summer day when the blue ocean hits the shoreline and the birds humming sweet lullabies. and i hope somewhere somehow you will find your path as the sunflowers turn around along the field to see your smile. and i hope you will smile at the shooting star as you close your eyes and make wishes like its the last time of your life. and i hope the constellation and also the moon will always lighten up your dark sky and be there for you even in your darkest times. and i hope you will see all the city lights from the ferris wheel at night and the butterflies inside your stomach will dance until you feel so weak and i hope you will reach all your dreams and always be happy out there. and i know you don't realize this but i hope you understand how much i care about you and how much i love you.
 Apr 2014 jude rigor
Megan Grace
I dream mostly
in flowers and
in the shape of
your words
pressed quietly
into the skin
behind my right
ear.
lately i've just been feeling
so empty
and i know that
there are a lot of people
who care about me
and who want me
to live on
and fight this
******* impossible war
but i can't,
i just can't.
no one really knows
how impossible my life is
and i have no intention of
telling them.
You tell me to
Write a poem
About how wonderful
The world is.
You have given me
An impossible task,
For the world is not wonderful.
It is dark and
Frightening
And I fear I may never
Escape it.

It holds so many brilliant
And beautiful things
Only to lure it into the
Depths of its darkness.

Beware.
sometimes,* she would say, it helps to count.
I would look up at the ceiling and count all the little dots that I could find. They stared down at me and smiled, and I began to count. There were sixty four of them, and I smiled, feeling as insane as ever.
Counting calms me down, she would tell me.
I was in my English class and I looked up at the ceiling. At first I wasn't worried about what everyone else thought of me. I was in the middle of the room so I couldn't count all the panels, but I was able to reach fifty.

Counting calms me down.
 Apr 2014 jude rigor
Gabby Paige
It's midnight and
I'm awake and
I miss you.

It's been a week since we've touched
and I don't know how much longer I can go on
because I'm addicted to you
and your love.

Oh God, I miss you.
I miss you so much.
I wrote this in the middle of the night.
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