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 Jan 2016 Lena Waters
Golden Girl
Given the thousands reason
to break down,
we all do break and crush
at some point of
our life.



Hopeless, useless & worthless
is what our life feels like
when the breakdown
happens.



But somehow we sleep
and go into deep sleep.
Next day, we get up
reluctantly
still plan our day ahead.



This is called hope
which is sometimes all
we need to
survive.
Today is the day
That you will leave this place
Fly to a wonderful journey
Thousand miles from home
Just like a million miles from me.

I saw you packing your things last night
Then you kissed my forehead
I cried silently and secretly
And for the first time in my life
I felt the bitter-sweet death.

Today is the day
Please hug me for the very last time
To feel your love and warmness
Put my freezing heart into fire
Hold me tight like there is no tomorrow.

Promise me to take care of yourself
And keep in touch whatever happens
And if you find another one
It is alright, just tell me right away
I have no rights to be with you at all
But I am hoping for the day,
to have a little space in your heart.

Today is the day**
To start your brand, new beginning
I will never, ever forget you
Just remember, I still love you
I'm still waiting for you to come back.
Its hard to let go of person you really love,
but all you can do is just wait for a good or an unfortunate outcome.
 Jan 2016 Lena Waters
Kelly Rose
Is there anything more wonderful
Then being part of the poet’s corner?
Lucky am I to be a poetry lover!
A romance novelist used poetry to ponder
A story that changes and transforms
One’s heart.  Is there anything more wonderful?
Joining a poetry site, I blundered
My way to writing a poem, oh what torture!
But lucky am I to be a poetry lover.
Many offered their support, allowing me to discover
My path and slowly my writing became stronger.
Is there anything more wonderful?
So many inspired awe and wonder,
Giving me strength to claim my own corner,
Justifying my becoming a poetry lover.
To those who offered encouragement so tender
I offer my thanks and give honor.
Is there anything more wonderful
Than becoming a poetry lover?*

Kelly Rose
December 29, 2015
When I first came to this site, everyone was so supportive and encouraging.  I would like to thank - Nat Lipstadt, SE Reimer, Wolf Spirit, Tonya Maria, Anubis the Philosomancer, Sjr1000, Timothy, The Anonymous Joker, K. Kalachandran, Pradip Chattopadhyay,Traveler, Jack and r who all supported me in those early days, as well as so many others.  Thank you and I wish everyone a wonderful New Year
 Jan 2016 Lena Waters
pugh
But what of warm winter,
where the grass hasn't a chance
to whiter and die,
like the rest of us,
where a single meadow wildflower,
grows with wavering courage beneath
the thin, fretting frost.

Not yet cold enough
for it to finally go along,
with the birds and my father,
yet suffering so that the chill,
Oh, that frightful chill,
penetrates the very cells that
allow it to carry on.

And what of the wayward wanderer
Treading without direction,
with spirit breaking and
eyes heavy with knowing,
mind numb as their fingers,
lumbering (and) without knowing,
crushing its perseverance.
Find something to do
Do what's asked of you
Speak when spoken to
Take what's offered you
Hes my favorite song to sing
that means hes above these things
and hes brighter than me yet just as seen

Hes got eyes like coco
dark brown
and hes loco but keeps me sane
without his smoke smell i wouldn't be the same

oh baby, you shine
and ****, you're mine
all mine
i ain't sharing one inch of that bronze skin
because letting this angel go should be a sin

my religious baby
so sweet and connected
completely patient
collected

you keep my fire burning
and these wheels turning
sweet darling of mine
i do believe we're wasting time
lets go out and explore
be my diamond forevermore

oh ****, that smile gives me butterflies
and holy hell my baby's style is another reason why

hes mine

that's right
all mine,
and my baby loves me too
i do assume
sugar darling, baby what would i do without you?
 Jan 2016 Lena Waters
NitaAnn
I am a captive
Bound by the past
Unable to move forward
Constant struggle
Reality distorted
Forever marred by his love

Maybe I do not deserve better
I deserve the restraints
The beatings are mine
Cherish them
Embrace the hurt
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