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Right person, wrong time
When we met
I knew, exactly
You automatically had my heart

Resistance as they say was futile
Our chemistry and cosmic friends
Were making more plays
Than our hands could play against
We sure as hell couldn't bluff

We were both in pain
After finding ourselves somewhere confused
We had planned for the rest of our lives
And been abused

Wrong time
We both have too much to fix
Right now, but we will
When it comes together
Will we be together?

You took my pain away
As I did yours
I know this is true
I saw you smile and heard you laugh
With me
It was the most sincere
We had both lost that for so long

I won't promise that I will wait
I don't expect you to either
But know that I will think of you
I know better than to say something
Ridiculous

Like, you were the "one"
Or something like that
I know better

I think you are a good catch
The best yet
I am not throwing you back

But I do believe in possibilities
And the future is ours
Should we take it

You made me feel special
Like I've always wanted to feel
I can't throw that away
Absolutely not
What we have is one in a billion

One way or another
You will always have a place in my heart
Because you're special to me too
I feel better just for having met you
 Mar 2016 Kristina Morgan
Lunar
her.
 Mar 2016 Kristina Morgan
Lunar
she responds in words as well
not in any beat but of the heart's,
she knows he can feel her,
no matter how far apart
she hears his voice in the sun
she feels his fingers in the sea
he's closing in on her
it's his, she longs to be
part II of "The Meeting" three-piece poem.

final part: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1577155/them/
where you have gone and where
the moon is
looking out my window
out at dark
confused of how the day's
sun is gone
diffused in worry and purplish
shadows of
the trees waving
goodbye
 Mar 2016 Kristina Morgan
REAL
its been 6 months
6 months more
and itll be like its been a dream
water like time
draining out months
i dont remember everything
but i do remember  you
thus i know it had to be good
oh i dont remember eveything
-im sorry-
but i know it felt good
right from the very sounds that poured from your mouth
and the way your eyes rolled back
and shutting them tight

we've said it 1000 times
and we'll always say it one more time

even though youre mad
ill make u smile
even though youre sad
ill make you laugh
even if youre happy
ill make you ecstatic


-im sorry-

im so ******

i know!
 Mar 2016 Kristina Morgan
REAL
She has the most rarest eyes

Bluer then blue
Whiter then white

Intense
But calming

She is the most rarest girl

Loving me
Being patient with me

Just bearing with me

****
I love you

Deep inside
I hate myself

I love you
Thank you
A true crime
Is shutting someone out
That only wants in

To be a part
Of your madness and misery
That accepts you
In your current shape
Recognizing who you really are
Beyond your broken state

It's easy to shut someone out
And keep your distance
Locked away only with yourself
It's much safer
When there isn't anything to lose

A true crime
Is denying someone that chance
To help you heal
So you don't have to go it alone
Just because you are afraid

When fear dictates your life
You cease to live
What do I say
How do I say
When should I say
Why shouldn't I say
I love you
I want you to be mine
But to say you're mine
Would indicate ownership
And you're *******
Free as a bird
This doesn't even count. Practice?
A knot in the back of your throat,
the person you want to hold
to be held by
to sleep beside,
Doesn't want to be held
or touched
or seen
ever again.

You have two choices, a decision to make.

Hold her, comfort him,
say it will be alright
it'll be fine
you will feel better soon.

Or throw him away, forget she happened.
She's no use anymore
he can't make you feel
what you want to feel.
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