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I worry that she’s in danger
I wouldn’t want illness to change her
She hasn’t responded to me on any form of media
One more week and then I’d be in hysteria

I should’ve asked her what was wrong
I would’ve cured her with a song
Even though she’s has someone else
We still make each other's heart melt

She’s my motivation to carry on
Nothing will be the same when she’s gone
I hope she’ll return into my life again
She has the key to the chain
This was my first poem, and I have lots more where that came from.
Remember when you wished that she would break up with him?
You would do anything to make it happen, and you follow through
But at what cost? To have her find out that it was you
Now she’s miserable and has lost her trust in both you and him
Another early poem
It’s amazing what you can do behind a screen
You can say anything and get away clean
Beyond the screen it’s different
They get attention from acting ignorant
Beyond the screen tells a different tale
For every action they said had failed
They have their tails between their legs
When you show your might like a powder keg
I'm mad at internet sometimes
Someone take this man to prison
He refuses to listen
Someone put that kid in a time out
He causing some rukus all about
Shut up that man with the bible
He wants to feel like an idol
A poem about people I personally can't stand
I turn yet another year older
Another year my grew fonder
Yet another year of expansion
Yet another song to call my anthem
When I turned
Who the hell do they think they’re messing with?
All day, they preach about the myth
I have a different point of view
Not every thought is made out of the blue

They’ll never understand that  they don’t sit on thrones
They can try till the cows come home
Even though they scream and make demands
I shall sit silently and ignore their commands
My peaceful protest
It had been 3 or so years
Since my first meeting her eyes
I wish not to shed anymore tears
My history with her has its lows and highs

I must address that she isn’t mine
Although I wish she was
I won’t cry and whine
Nor shall I claw her heart with my paws
Yet another early poem
My nose is stuffy
My eyes are watery
I wish I wasn’t here
Sitting in a room, nothing of interest to hear

My mind is slow
I wish to sleep
I can only speak very low
There is nothing that my mind can keep
When i'm sick in school
We have the best qualities that we adore
We never seem to anger or bore
Conversation can get honest and emotional
Nothing we seem to say becomes optional

But the best part about her
Is not that she looks like an angel
Not that her hair is soft as fur
But that secrets are the only danger
Early one #5
The beauty that I see before my eyes
This mesmerizing evening
The most effective way to leave troubles
Even with no melodies but nature’s

In contrast to the darkness
The skies bleed orange
The skies bleed a bright violet
And the troubles faced are long forgotten
My first descriptive poem
We all take a moment
To forgive an old opponent
We all take the time
To visit the ones who die
We all sacrifice something
To avoid what bad thing’s coming  

Every living hour
We cure what is left of sour
Every spare minute
We show our kids the roots
Every small second
We make the mistakes we reckon
My favorite one by far
Even though only a couple of days passed
I still worry where you were seen last
For some reason I start to develope
All these illusions that get me enveloped

She’s probably busy
She’s probably ill
I hope it’s one of those
I hope not to wait here still
Early one #4

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