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 Dec 2015 A D
Snizzlefish
I've never heard my daughter so broken.
I've never felt a love that strong.
Fathers. They are so important. The first man a girl ever loves, the first love she will ever feel. I thank God every day for mine, the man who picks me up everytime I fall without question or conditions. His heart is so big & it's always in the right place. I am beyond blessed to have an amazing dad. He's my best friend & my rock.
2 Timothy 4: I constantly remember you in my prayers. Recalling your tears, I long to see you, so that I may be filled with joy.
 Dec 2015 A D
Dana Colgan
Carry On
 Dec 2015 A D
Dana Colgan
Miles of road ahead of her,
With miles and miles behind.

Exhausted from the journey,
All aid and kindness declined.

Clouds above get darker,
Where once the sun shined.

On and on she will travel,
Until all becomes aligned.
 Dec 2015 A D
Nathan Pival
Excuse Me
 Dec 2015 A D
Nathan Pival
Excuse me, miss
I couldn't help but notice you
You were a ray of light
Projecting through the darkness

You have a certain air about you
That I cannot miss
Your energy flows beautifully
And your smile tells all

Whatever you've got going on
I recognize your happiness
That is more than you know
Or maybe
You just know

The way you laugh and smile
Reminds me of other times
That I am terrified of forgetting
Because I have been there too

I try to hide my smile
Because I understand
But you caught me

The words only mean so much
I'm talking with my hands
European blood
But I still wait and contemplate
 Dec 2015 A D
Lauren Leal
This drug that I can't stop soaking in
After the first dose, I watched my universe change from within
It was a feeling that sent me to oblivion
Every emotion mashed in a massive collision

I am addicted and only want more
of this truly fascinating feeling
I look into my life and it seems like everything but poor
Everything else is so bland in the dealing

I crave this drug everyday
Every single hour and minute
with this to say
You are this drug, and I need it.
That one person, that effortlessly succumbs you to their being.
 Dec 2015 A D
Peter Cullen
Throw a kiss upon the wind.
On every fear
and every sin.

A smile,
up to the distant stars.
To everything
that seems so far.

To all the old souls
shining there.
To every reason
why you care.

Throw a kiss upon the wind.
Her whistling lips,
and all she sings.
 Dec 2015 A D
Kylia
Where are you?
 Dec 2015 A D
Kylia
I cannot find you anywhere
Not behind heavy-lidded eyes
Nor underneath those covers 
We used to share, do you remember? 
I cannot find you, though I search
Trust me, I search high and low and near and far but you--
You remain a mystery, an abandoned house sitting
Among fields of wildflowers
Boarded up, roof caved in 
Creeping moss along cracks, ivy climbing up your 
Cold, concrete cast.
They say eyes are the windows to the soul
But you've pulled the blinds shut
Padlocked, hammered like
Every single Friday night 

I cannot find you anywhere 
Not among the stars in the skies
Nor in the dreams I used to discover
With only you and the cold air of December.
As it stormed, the leaves on the birch 
Fell like snowflakes, like the doves on our tattoos--
We were one, but now we are two two twoanditstings
It stings that I can't climb this tower
To rescue you. We can begin again! 
But you slipped like shadows out of this door (our door)
A missing person broadcast
And suddenly I am a boat without an oar
I am human but you are the eye of a storm and my heart!
It reels me in for the strike.
I don't fight
 Dec 2015 A D
Styles
Stolen
 Dec 2015 A D
Styles
This
scared
poor child
with nothing to his name
not even a few dreams
his stomach rumbles
as his mind tumbles
even the hands of time
keep passing him by
so when it comes to a future
he is afraid of the present,
leaving him behind.
Life,
has failed him
society molesting his innocence
polluting it with filter of ignorance
draining him of his faith for humankind
a species that is more a parasite
than it is fair
he is living
but he doesn’t feel alive inside
his heart
replaced by a deep hole in his mind
His heavy eyes lie,  absent of a reply,
he faces this cruel world alone
smoking a joint
he gets high
as he wonders to himself,
Why?
 Dec 2015 A D
Donall Dempsey
THE TELLING OF TALES TO TILLY

She gathers up
all the once upon a times

weaves them together
in her mind

a daisy chain
of long long agos.

I tell her tales
with eyes closed.

She listens
with eyes shut.

Both blind
to the moment

listening intently
only to the then

words turning into
worlds.
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