Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
Margo May Jun 2016
in my eyes i see and feel success
but in her eyes failure is all it adds up to be,
the world nods their heads in agreement
their judgments crushing the life from me.

not enough to be an A student
not enough to volunteer with kids,
not enough to graduate salutatorian
not enough to be musically gifted.

not enough to play soccer collegiately
not enough to be modest in my fashion,
not enough to be oldest child and organized
not enough to be committed to my passions.

not enough to follow my heart
not enough to pursue my dreams,
not enough to be a Christ follower
not enough it will always seem.
instead of encouraging and supportive words, she has left me feeling like the biggest failure.
Margo May Jan 2016
nearly four weeks have passed,
i can barely
contain my excitement, but
how will you respond
once you finally
lay eyes upon me and
approach with your blue eyes,
smiling on the inside

just a normal day when my heart lept straight
out of my chest like
never before as every breath
escaped my lips at the
sight of you again

wondering how one person can cause
all these unexplainable emotions that
linger uncontrollably; and when your
kind genuine smile met mine,
every worry faded away knowing you
remembered me
Margo May Feb 2015
on tall trees (en arboles altos)
they begin as small white flowers (empiezan como flores pequeñas y blancas)
with five petals (con cinco petalos)
and a sweet smell (y un olor dulce)

ready in summer (estan listos en el verano)
smooth skin (piel suave)
colorful skin (piel lleno de color)
red, orange, yellow, green (rojo, anaranjado, amarillo, verde)
single pit in the middle (una semilla en el medio)
sweet flavor (sabor dulce)
soft or firm (blando o firme)

the knife breaks the thin surface (el cuchillo rompe la superficie delgada)
and reveals a golden sun (y revela un sol dorado)
a sun (un sol)
bright (brillante)
shining (radiante)
and glorious (y glorioso)

i like mangos (me gusta mangos)
mango juice (jugo de mango)
mango smoothies (batidos de mangos)
mango ice cream (helado de mango)

i have a candle (tengo un cirio)
that smells like (que huele como)
mangos (mangos)
it’s one of my favorite smells (es uno de mis olores favoritos)
in the entire world (en todo el mundo)

when i think of (cuando yo pienso en)
mangos (mangos)
i think of (yo pienso en)
summer (el verano)
my happy place (mi lugar feliz)
my paradise (mi paraiso)
i had to write a poem about a fruit or vegetable for my spanish class. thought i would provide the english translation with the spanish :)
Margo May Mar 2017
In the fellowship of believers
I lift my voice;
in the fellowship of believers
I make my praises loud;
in the fellowship of believers
Your marvelous name is proclaimed.

Rejoice!
Let every nation,
let every tribe,
let all creation,
gather as one
in harmony.

What power there is in unity!
Unity under the Holy One;
unity under the Lord our God.

When we come together,
He is there!
Evil has no power
for His goodness triumphs!

Our God is undefeatable,
our God stands unshakable;
He remains,
He endures,
He withstands
the test of time.
He always persists,
always perseveres,
always prevails.

I fear not for the world will not conquer me;
I fear not for the world has no power over my life.

The Lord shall keep my feet steady on His path!
He keeps me steady as I walk in His ways;
He keeps me steady for all of my days;
therefore, He is worthy of all praise!

The righteous rejoice in the Lord,
but the wicked do no such thing;
The righteous experience true freedom,
but the wicked remain slaves to their sin.

Rejoice!
Let every nation,
let every tribe,
let all creation,
gather as one
in harmony.

Again I say Rejoice!
Lift up your voice
and make your praises loud;
proclaim the marvelous name of the Lord;
so all may know and be saved.
for one of my classes i had to compose my own psalm, and here is the result.
Margo May Nov 2014
i don't understand why you always see me as
sassy
i won't deny that sometimes you are
right
but most of the time i'm tryin' to be
classy
while you drive me crazy every
night.
Margo May Dec 2015
'tis a season for joy

a season for-
jolly good times with loved ones held dear
ornaments to display our holiday cheer
yuletide carols sung for a King so near

a season for-
jubilation found in selfless opportunities
optimistic spirits filled with generosity
young and old to gather in community

where no matter-
gender or age
culture or race
poor or wealthy
sick or healthy

no matter your circumstance
you can still choose
joy
Margo May Dec 2014
with her laced-up combat boots
and her blue denim vest
she roared like a lion
wherever she went,
her eyes contained
an unusual fire
and in her heart
she had the aspire-
ready
determined
and unstoppable,
she set out to conquer the world,
and she did.
Margo May Jul 2016
we say we're the land of the free and home of the brave
yet thousands of people are still trafficked as slaves

they say ignorance is bliss and maybe it's so
but the world will never change if you never know

join with me in prayer on their behalf as we fight
for darkness to be penetrated with irrepressible light
Margo May Nov 2014
we both strive to be the one that's right
we have our own opinions that sometimes clash
but i'd rather say, "sorry, i'm wrong"
than see our friendship crash.
it's hard for me to admit i'm wrong since i always like to be right, but i don't wanna lose my best friend. <3
Margo May Apr 2015
i'm just a
speck of dust
in the farthest corner
of your mind.

i would like
to road trip
down to your heart,
and stay there.

but you've kept me
trapped in solitude,
rotting away
from the inside out.

until the day you decide
to sweep up loose memories
and throw away everything
that means nothing.

until the day you decide
to wash away
every speck of dust,
including me.
Margo May Oct 2014
if the day is long
and everything goes wrong,
stay positive.

when the sun won't shine
and there's no silver line,
stay positive.

if you are in mourn
because your heart feels torn,
stay positive.

when you cry all night
and can't see the light,
stay positive.

if you feel alone
like you're unknown,
stay positive.

when you wanna die
and say goodbye,
stay positive.

if you think you've failed
because you haven't set sail,
stay positive.

when nobody hears your plea
and you wanna be set free,
stay positive.

if you don't understand
why nothing goes as planned,
stay positive.

when you lose your friends
to the latest trends,
stay positive.

if nobody answers your call
and you take a fall,
stay positive.

when you live in dread
and can't pick up your head,
stay positive.

you are loved.

so don't lose hope.

it's going to be okay.

stay positive.
Margo May Sep 2014
she should probably stop
collecting coffee cups.
everytime she asks me to do the dishes
or everytime i decide to surprise her
i always stand there
looking up
and wondering
how she ever found a place for them all.
everything is put away
except for the small one that remains
in my hand.
staring at the packed cupboards
i feel lost
like i'm in unknown territory
and don't know where to go.
the wrong move will set off
bombs, explosions, bombs
and nobody wants that.
so i set it on the counter
and leave it for my mother
coming to the conclusion that
she must be a magician.
Margo May May 2015
a single drop of rain
gently escapes
from my eyes.

and the thought of you
stirs up the storm inside me.
my eyes take shelter and put up their guards
so that you won't be able to see what's inside
(not like you'd take the time to search them anyways).

don't let them come, don't let them come, don't let them come.
build the floodgates higher.
don't let them come, don't let them come, don't let them come.
stop the thoughts dead in their tracks.

because if i don't
it will flood and it will pour-
the storm of my heart,
the storm of my soul.
Margo May Jul 2016
sun trapped in her skin
waves flow through her hair
sand trickles along each vein
lungs filled with ocean air

known for fake hawaiian blood
known for endless mermaid hair
flourishing under mid summer's heat
thriving daily with feet so bare

she lives for days like these
unable to stay away for long
striving to soak up the brightest rays
yearning to be engulfed by water’s song

this is where she comes alive
with a spirit so wild and free
as every burden and care in the world
sinks to depths no one can reach

made for brilliant beaches
made for shimmering seas
she is summer’s child
she is me.
7/26
Margo May Oct 2014
my heart cries,
take me back!
my soul longs,
take me back!
let's go to Columbus
where we spent a week under the
shining summer sun
adventuring downtown
and there was never a frown
upon my face.
where we spent a week
singing soulful songs
at the top of our lungs
with the rest of our young
generation.
where we spent a week
powerfully and purposefully praising
our one true King
who is high above everything
and all we are.
where we spent a week
beautifully bonding
with those who don't care about fame
and are the same
as us.
my heart cries,
for when
my soul longs,
for when
we go next year to Orlando
where i know without trying
i will fall in love with you,
all over again.
Margo May Apr 2016
she’s never been much of a coffee drinker
but that’s never really bothered her,
yet she always longed to be a coffee drinker
because of the way it looks and sounds.

she received a rather unusual surprise;

she doesn’t expect much from people
preferring to give, help, bless, serve,
simply her way of showing care
never expecting anything in return.

on an ordinary day at school
the whole body gathered for chapel,
she sat on the main floor left side
one seat to separate her from the aisle.

she received a rather unusual surprise;

suddenly he drops into the seat next to her
tan skinned missionary boy from Kenya,
starter on the men’s soccer team
the one that all the girls have their eye on.

she’s never felt that way about him
what a joke to think he’d even consider her,
for they’re not even close friends
and she’s only helped him with New Testament once.

she received a rather unusual surprise;

quietly shifting to face her in the darkened chapel
he gives her a cup from the shop down the road,
cream colored containing a milk chocolate mocha
explaining it was his way of showing thanks.

and seconds later he was gone
leaving coffee in hand and warmth in her heart,
doing something her closest friends never do
reaching out to say thank you.
felt special that someone who is just a friend would choose to thank me by surprising me with coffee (even though i don't drink coffee, haha).
wondering if this is what it's like to have a boyfriend, someone to randomly surprise you with little things and show they appreciate you...
Margo May Jun 2015
"greet those around you,"
said the pastor on that sunday mornin'.

handshakes, hugs, and hellos
in every corner couldn't compare;
it was all background music
to the melody we shared.

a look of pure shock
i can guarantee
was splashed across my face
as you turned towards me.

and before i knew it-

i was pulled closer
and held with a firmness
as our bodies closed the gap
arms wrapped in earnest.

we could be a perfect match,
your head rested above mine,
as the comforting warmth
sent chills down my spine.

and for that sliver of a moment,
it was just me and you;
and for that fraction of time,
we broke through.

everything from the past
seemed to fade away
as forgiveness took over
and flooded my veins.

almost as if
no time had passed,
safe in your half embrace
wanting it to last.

as soon as it started
it came to an end,
but in those seconds
we were best friends again.
Margo May Dec 2015
today
it’s winter
time to enjoy
the irony of winter

least favorited
longest season
shortest days

many times gloomy, dark, depressing
somehow manages to glisten, sparkle, shine

coldest yet it’s
coziest
dangerous yet it’s
peaceful
colorless yet it’s
magical

choose not to
complain and wish it away

choose to
live in the present and enjoy it while it’s here

because
summer will come soon enough

for now
it’s winter
time to enjoy
the irony of winter
Margo May Nov 2016
the only name by which we're saved
is the name that brought unending grace,
the only name worthy of praise
is the name that lives for endless days.
Margo May Sep 2014
they say i'm a dreamer
they say i dream too much
but is that even possible?
to dream so much that
you run out of dreams?
that would be a sad thing really.

they say i'm a dreamer
they say i dream too much
but is it something you can limit?
only if you give in to the words
and stop believing in the limitlessness.
that would be a sad thing really.

they say i'm a dreamer
they say i dream too much
that i'm wasting my time
but am i?
my days are brighter with dreams
they give me hope for the future.

they say i'm a dreamer
they say i dream too much
is it because they have none?
so they choose to accuse
and discourage an innocent soul?
maybe they need hope for the future.

they say i'm a dreamer
they say i dream too much
and i set my goals too high
and i should be ashamed of myself
but i'm not. i love who i am
because i'm a dreamer.
Margo May Mar 2016
tell me why
all of a sudden
you’ve been on my mind
lately,
outside of the
random thought or two;

jumped to conclusions at first, but please
understand I wouldn’t mind
slowly taking the
time to know you more
instead of losing a
chance at friendship, because
everyone deserves a second chance.
for a friend whom i would like to get to know more.
Margo May Nov 2014
i really should be getting to bed
but all these thoughts race through my head,
i really should be getting some rest
but this is the time that i think best...

you feel like you have no worth
yet you have a reason to be on this earth,
you look in the mirror and you are displeased
yet you fail to see that you're a true beauty.

we feel emptiness in our hearts
for those we loved and are no longer a part.
we get excited when someone new comes along
for we sing the melodies to a new song.

you talk about sun and rain and snow
and how none of us would know- (including)
you, that when they awoke today
an accident would end their earthly stay.

we try our hardest and sometimes we fail
but try to get back up and pave a new trail
we all go through seasons of sorrow
but find hope to make it to tomorrow.

you try to fit in and everyone says you're wrong
when all you want is to feel a sense of belong
you feel so lonely and want to give up the fight
when at the end of the tunnel there really is a light.

we travel through each and every day
forgetting we have power with the words we say,
we make wishes upon stars
forgetting how blessed we really are.
you have worth, you are beautiful, you are going to be okay, there is hope, be yourself, you are loved.
Margo May Mar 2016
gray skies blanket a green field where
gray uniforms throw and catch
throw and catch
throw and catch

gentle breezes pass by cap covered faces
gentle breezes float up and reach inside an
old brick building
third floor
where she busies herself with
case studies, course selections, chord charts

while sitting in her favored window seat
perfect view of the evergreen turf
occupied by number four and his teammates
while sitting in her favored window seat
perfect view of number four
as calming peace meets obligation

resulting in relaxation
unknown for quite some time
resulting in slight longing
unknown to her own heart
Margo May Feb 2015
to every son and daughter
who has ever lost a father,
to every girl and boy
who has lost all joy,
to all the young and old
who have been sold
into believing that-
"nobody loves you"
and "nobody cares,"
"you'll never be good enough"
so you feel life's unfair.
all those people have been
deceivin'
because all those things you've been
believin'
are false.
they are lies,
so dry
your eyes
spread your wings and fly,
because you are loved,
and you always will be.
whether you feel it or not, know that you are loved.
Margo May Oct 2016
i will never forget
the long days of soccer
the sleepless nights of homework
the authentic conversations
the laughs we shared;

i will never forget
how you were more than a friend
how you never knew my true feelings
how we almost lost all we had and
how we miraculously saved that which was of value;

i will never forget
the adventures we embarked on
the memories we recorded
the genuine joy of being around you
the day my heart chose friendship;

i will never forget you,
my yellow cleated friend.
it's finally time to move on, to let go, to be nothing more than great friends who value our friendship with one another.
Margo May Jul 2016
i promise you
there will be a day
there will be a
glorious place
where there will be
no more pain
no more fear
no more darkness,
for perfect love
has already banished
has already conquered
every trial
every inequality
every injustice;
and together
all nations
all colors
all people
will stand as one,
united
for all eternity
under the one
saving hope
of this dear world,
to those who believe.
Margo May Nov 2017
to trade confusion for clarity
to pursue the perfect degree
to marry the man of my dreams
to leave the place i’ve always called home
to travel the world and see it’s wonders
to explore beaches i’ve never laid eyes upon
to go on a wildlife safari
to build an international orphanage from the ground up
to study in the holy lands
to be fluent in a foreign language
to adventure through cities i’ve never heard of
to live freely by detaching from the world
to care for those less fortunate than me
to see revival in unchurched people groups
to excel in my dream job
to know what my dream job would be
to live without limits and constraints
to never feel exhausted or weary
to lead broken people to restoration
to be part of something greater than myself
to love generously
to know my purpose
Margo May Mar 2016
i wish to go back
to the way things used to be
when we were happy
when we were carefree
i wish a simple smile
could shed light on things unclear
to heal every silent fear
to heal every hidden tear
Margo May Nov 2015
i've fallen head over heels
for the tricks that you play
you've captured my heart
and tossed the key far away
i can't seem to let go
on my mind night and day
even though you're so
unworthy to stay
Margo May Nov 2014
sitting here
en la clase de español cinco
listening to the strangest music
while we’re supposed to write about
war
and art.
but it’s friday
y nadie quiere estar aqui
listening to the strangest music
while we’re supposed to write about
war
and art.
no motivation to write this spanish essay...
Margo May Apr 2016
when people are
suffering
in deep pain
pain that is greater
than the pain you feel,
how can you think about
yourself?

when you can
survive
in discomfort
discomfort that is less
than the discomfort they feel,
how can you think about
yourself?

when they need
healing
so much more
more that is desired and
even more than you need,
how can you think about
yourself?

the truth is
i can’t.

their pain can’t be ignored,
your pain can’t be ignored.

i would live every day with
my pain
if it meant everyone else was
forever healed.

but someone else already paid that price
and his name is
Jesus.
Margo May Jan 2016
i guess i thought things
would be different this time,
i guess my heart cares
too much,
i guess i had too much
hope,
you see
i wasn’t expecting to
fall for you,
i doubt you thought twice about
me,
because you have so many friends
so why would you need
me,
but clearly i’m a fool
i fell too hard
i fell too fast
and the truth is too hard to
grasp,
and the truth doesn’t make any
sense.
so where do i go from here
let go
move on
but i don’t wanna lose
our friendship
oh please don’t end
our friendship.
Margo May Mar 2017
(1) the same sky that covers me covers you,
my sky is gray and yours is so blue.

(2) i just wanna hold you close and hug you tight,
i wanna hold your hand and kiss you goodnight.

(3) tomorrow you board the ship, what a wonderful trip it’ll be,
as you sail along the bluest of waters, remember to think of me.

(4) i love the sound of your voice for it is so sweet,
i cannot wait until again our lips meet.

(5) amidst the clouds the sun is brightly shining here today,
but still your smile shines brighter in every single way.

(6) over forty eight hours since i last heard you speak,
but you’ll be home from the sea in less than a week.

(7) i can’t help but wonder if you’re still alive and real,
for your strong arms and sweet kiss are what i can’t wait to feel.

(8) the distance continues to drive me insane,
but our love is stronger and it will always remain.

(9) forever i’ll be waiting for you and watching the skies,
because i miss you more than you’ll ever realize.

(10) you’re back in this country which is a great sign,
for soon your hand will interlock with mine.

(11) the anticipation grows as the hours ever decrease,
for tomorrow my heart will be complete and finally at peace.

(12) finally we’ve reached this long awaited day,
my love is coming home and my love is here to stay.
3/9-3/20
the love of my life went down to Florida and on a cruise for a vacation. So while I was stuck in Minnesota, missing him like crazy, I decided to write a little poem for him each day he was gone, and here is the final product :)
Margo May Oct 2015
my heart beating
beating for Your voice
Your voice flowing
flows like a river
a rushing river
rushes into my soul
my soul overwhelmed
overwhelmed by Your love
an endless love
endlessly it chases
chases after my heart
my heart has fallen
fallen for my King
my King who reigns
reigns above the heavens and earth
the heavens and earth which He
He created in glory
glory belongs
belongs to the Creator
Creator of all
and all is what He wants
He wants from me
my everything
and everything will one day
one day bow down
bow down before the throne
the throne of my Father
a Father who outlasts
outlasts all ages
for all ages He is the rock
the rock who never fails
failure may come
come to me
i may be weak
in weakness He is stronger
His strength makes me stand
and i stand in awe
awe of who You are
and who You are is good.
Margo May Nov 2014
the season has begun
and tonight was oh so fun
it was the first dinner of many
we had turkey a plenty
yet there was only one lone
wishbone.
i knew right then and there
and maybe it wasn't fair,
that i had to be the one to break
i had to be the one to make
a wish and hope for it to
come true.
so i grabbed one end
and it started to bend,
i couldn't believe my eyes
when in my hand was the bigger size
which means my wish about you
will possibly come true.
Margo May Jan 2016
writer’s block
writer’s block
pearl necklace
alarm clock
window one
window two
penny jar
cowgirl shoe
books on the left
books on the right
beside my bed
lamp for night
count the instruments
count all four
stuffed monkeys
creaky door
walls of yellow
walls of wood
trinkets from
childhood
frames here
frames there
flowers are
everywhere
red candle
orange candle
giant mirror
bronze handles
full closet
empty trash can
tie blanket
ceiling fan
writer’s block
writer’s block
time to go
for a walk
Margo May Feb 2015
you
are
beautiful.
every girl and boy,
you
are
beautiful.
don't let the world tell you otherwise,
you
are
beautiful.
made in His image,
you
are
beautiful.
fearfully and wonderfully made,
you
are
beautiful.
always and forever,
you
are
beautiful.
so there's a challenge going around on social media called the #20beautifulwomenchallenge. i wanted to let every single one of you know that you are beautiful.
Margo May Nov 2014
you'll never know how my heart melted,
you'll never know the thoughts that raced through my mind at 100 mph,
you'll never know that i long for more than best friends.
i know you were only trying to get my attention,
that's the only reason,
you didn't actually mean anything.
or did you?
Margo May Jan 2015
if your love is truly patient and kind,
then Lord, change my heart and mind.
if your love isn't full of jealousy and pride,
then Lord, i wanna set myself aside.
if your love cares more about others,
then Lord, help me to love my brothers.
if your love doesn't get annoyed,
then Lord, i wanna always spread joy.
if your love is genuinely forgiving,
then Lord, in the present i'll be living.
if your love rejoices in what is true,
then Lord, i wanna love like you do.
if your love never gives up,
then Lord, in faith i will jump.
if your love is always persistent,
then Lord, i wanna reach those who are distant.
if your love has the power to change lives,
then Lord, i give you mine.
Based off of 1 Corinthians 13:4-7.

— The End —