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 Jul 2018 Lauren Ehrler
ryn
Happy
 Jul 2018 Lauren Ehrler
ryn
I once knew...
Or at least I thought I did,
that these arms only sought
to grab at what is in the sky.

Then as I aged,
these arms had grown older.
They’d only scramble
for what lays within reach.

But every so often,
the eyes still wander
to the heavens.

Tracing the outline of clouds,
drinking up the shade of blue
and catching rays of sun.

•••

With feet planted to the earth,
and a head full of clouds,
in this moment,
I am happy.
 Jul 2018 Lauren Ehrler
Aslam M
Some in our Minds
Some in our Hearts.
Some in our Eyes
Some in our Dreams.  
Some in Cages
Some in Pages.
Some in Frames
And Some in Bodies .....
it is where
we will be there-there is no time to spare
to find this place
then
in its space
we will stand face to face
we will finally embrace
then all time will erase
not leaving a trace

somewhere
it is where
we dare
to start to care
where we become very aware
that we will become a pair

somewhere
it is where
there is no past
at last

somewhere
it is where
anywhere
there
where love last
This is hellopoetry
I do not dwell on
Hurtful comments
Or negativity
The insanity of the way
Humans marginalize
And hate others
Without reasons
Without merits
Is like knives in my heart
All I see is beauty everywhere
Every human on earth
Is a universe in their own right
A manifestation of uniqueness
That can never again replicated
I’m here to write and share my thoughts
With those who cares for it
Give the world a snapshot
Of my soul and it’s principles
My dream my pain
my emotion my humanity
If negativity is where you dwell
I implore you stay out of my inbox
Highly recommend you read
Motivating things
Or maybe listens to songs
That would cheer you up
I learned most storms
Don’t come to disrupt
Your life rather
to clear your path
The challenges equip you
With the necessary weapons
And tools you need to
Spiritually advance
Therefore I’m stepping
Into your hatred challenge
With confidence and much
More wisdom than I had.
Don’t let hatred dwell
In your mind and heart
For I have nothing but
Love for you my brother
If you had my life
You would understand!
love is beautiful but you don’t have a clue!
My death will be liberating.

And I do not say that in the sense
that I am going to find a cliff
and take a good jump off.

No.

I am just trying to find a
clever way to tell you

that I do not know what is going
to happen next.

You see,

there is a
fine line
between
dreaming and
mortality

and

I am finding out for myself
that being in love
does not always
involve

being awake.

And for my sake
I fall in love with daydreams,
nightmares,
hazy realities
and

the hung-over idea

of not being enough.

It is all out of my hands.
                 It is all out of time.

And the only thing I have left to do,
now,


is decide.
Thank you to anyone that reads this.
 Jul 2018 Lauren Ehrler
EBTI
Do my poems get the best of me?
I mean mentally,
Do they shape my feelings into words
Just to get the best of me?
“ So beautifully written” they say
But I am the only one who feels the weight of them
Yeah “so beautifully”
What it would be like
If you were not standing by me
What it would be like
If you, I could not see
Sunday to Sunday
What it would be like
Not loving  you at the greatest degree
Or
Relaxing under our favorite tree
What it would be like
If we could not celebrate thirty
Or
Start our family tree
What it would be like
If I was not surrounded by your presence
Or
Living without the memories of our
adolescence
What it would be like
If my heart could not feel
A life we were not able to build
What it would be like
If  this was not  forever
If there was no love whatsoever
What it would be like
If we did not have our first dance
If we had not taken a chance
What it would be like
If we could not take long walks in the sun
Tease each other just for fun
What it would be like
Not to hear those three words
That I often heard
What it would be like
If I could not imagine
You
#donteverforgetwhyyoufallinlove
 Jul 2018 Lauren Ehrler
thomezzz
I've loved many boys
With different colored eyes
But the way I remember them is
By the shape of their hands

The way their thumbs curved
Or how their palms felt against my own
The weight of them on my thighs
Or how they ran through my hair

The times they zipped up my dress
And settled on my shoulders
The moments when they grazed my own
As they handed me my keys

The motion of them as they spoke
And the motionless of them when they were silent
The smoothness of them in the beginning
And the calluses after time had passed

Sometimes, I forget the faces of these boys
Or the way their voice sounded over the phone
But I'll never forget the way it felt
With their hands intertwined in my own
 Jun 2018 Lauren Ehrler
Lily
God, grant her strength to
Get through the day,
To simply keep breathing and
Not let anxiety and fear get the best of her.
You know what is best;
Please keep her safe in
Her hours of trial.
God, grant her courage.
A prayer to God for my good friend Hailey, who is going into surgery today.
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