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 Sep 2014 Kareena
mip
you: pt. 1
 Sep 2014 Kareena
mip
Buy me forget-me-nots,
Because roses are prickly
And violets are violet, not blue.
And besides, I want to remember you forever.

Sometimes I don’t quite understand
What happened to me,
Because I used to be filled with angst and
Ridden with grit and gnashing teeth.

And all my poems have turned
Sappy and for some strange reason,
Something in me doesn’t seem to mind, because
If I’m sappy I may as well be sappy for you.

So, cheers, you’ve got me
Conflicted, wondering if I’m this way or that,
And if this makes you happy then
Perhaps I wouldn’t much mind it one bit.
this is an oldie.
 Sep 2014 Kareena
blythe
Learn
 Sep 2014 Kareena
blythe
In life,
It is essential
That you learn
How to be strong enough
To let go;
And wise enough
To wait
For what you deserve.
 Sep 2014 Kareena
Circa 1994
Whirly twirly dandelion.
Whafty whafty breeze.
Happy sappy baby face.
He's down on a knee.

Don't ***** this up.
Make her smile.
And if you're feeling brave
Ask her to stay a while.

And she will cause she loves you
But then you'll leave cause that's what boys do
To pretty girls
With pinwheel curls
On a windy afternoon.
 Sep 2014 Kareena
Tara Marie
Lend me your smile,
stay here awhile,
don't ever defile
this embrace.

Capture my kiss,
The world is amiss,
Sunsets of missing
your face.

Beauty inside,
your laughter a ride,
hands coincide,
Possessive, and rough.

Awestruck, but scared,
Pricked, but repaired
The needle, she cared
I wasn't enough.

Sick with stronghold,
a promise so bold
someday, we'd grow old,
without interruption.

The voice in my ear,
no words, no tears,
your fragrance--not here,
her final consumption.

Time wanderer,
Life ponders,
Love fonder
but lost.

Since your goodbye,
no alibi,
plagued by
mental holocaust.
This poem is dedicated to the love I lost and will never get back to the love I exchanged for so much. I love you James Edmond and will never forget you baby. Today I am almost a year clean, and you would be so proud. I miss your scent of happiness and your smile of ecstasy.
 Sep 2014 Kareena
Jessa May
Every call, every message
I'd wish it was you

Every tap, every blur
I'd wish it was you

Every warmth, every touch
I'd wish it was you

Every voice, every shadow
I'd wish it was you

Every call of my name
I still wish it was you.
I can smell him on my sheets
      I can taste him in my dreams
             I can still feel every inch where he's touched me
I hear his laughter echoing in the walls
             I can still see him in all these pictures I saved for
           memories

But this bed is bare
My dream's a nightmare
       I can't hear
             His laughter
       He's not near
             Enough to touch
My eyes are blinded by tears
He's killed my senses,  
      I'm no longer aware

Everything around me,  slowly fading away
His face, his scent, his laughter,  his touch
Maybe I'll just pop a few pills and sleep away the day
At least he's in my nightmares, the pain of reality is too much
He's gone...  He's in her arms now... I'm dying and crying and it's all just too much..
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