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Lani Foronda Jul 2014
You make me want to give you the world,
But the world is what is stopping us.
You make me want to do a dance,
But I don't dance.
You make me want to get out of town,
But leaving you would hurt so bad.
You make me want to believe in "forever,"
But I don't have faith in that anymore.
You make me want to be happy
But a smile can hide so much.
You make me the luckiest girl in the world,
But I know that it can't be me.
September21,2013
Lani Foronda Jul 2014
I don't like labels.
Labels mean restrictions.
Oh, you want to do that?
No no, you can't!

Labels mean expectations and
Expectations means disappointment.
Labels mean something has to be
Ought to be
Like this
& not like that.
We'd constantly be thinking if what we were doing
Was what we should be doing.

I like labels.
Labels mean structure,
And structure means order.
If everything was in its place-
Exactly as it ought to be-
We'd be okay.
We wouldn't have to worry about crossing over the lines
That the world has drawn up against us.
We'd know what to expect
And what to feel.
September26,2013
Lani Foronda Jul 2014
i dream of road maps and open windows.
the roaring of airplane jets and clicking of seat belt locks.
i could spend my whole life tracing highways
trying to connect the dots from me to the great unknown.
but dreaming is not living
nor is looking at maps traveling.
i am trapped in these four walls-
a box of comfort-
when all i want is to get out.
there's something out there
that i want
that i need
that i know i can't get here.
out this door
there is wonder
there is beauty
there is love
there is hope.
they're waiting for me
as i am waiting for them.
June29,2014
  Jul 2014 Lani Foronda
Ocho the Owl
You are your own worst enemy

It is through

inner strength

that this changes
  Jun 2014 Lani Foronda
paper boats
We were never meant to be.
The poetry I wrote,
**You didn't read.
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