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 Jul 2015 Melinda Éva
Cowin Alan
I had a moment.
When I thought about her beating me at connect four.
They way she laughed and taunted me.
I smiled, I really smiled.
And felt genuine joy about that moment.
We sat in a restaurant that didn't matter.
Playing a game that didn't matter.
What did matter was her, and the way she made me feel.
And how the memory resonated within me.
I want more of those moments.

When we can move past our pain, and grief.
And enjoy the memory.
I feel like that's what it means to honor their life.
That is what I need to do.
Stop crying.
And start smiling.
The rocks will wear away
Trees will burn to ash
Lakes will evaporate

Nothing stays

Buildings will deteriorate
Clouds will pass by
The tide will go out

Nothing stays

Fires will burn down
Leaves will fall
Snow will melt

Nothing stays

People move on
Joy will leave
You have left

Nothing stays

**Everything leaves
Don't get too attached
 Jul 2015 Melinda Éva
Fran
As I sink in desperation
Trying to steal a breathe
I close my eyes
Counting one to ten

I imagine you right next to me  
Never once have I felt this way
The need for someone to hold me now
Till now I can't comprehend

I am nervous and flustered
To you and only you
I hope you will soon realise
The agent of fortune i see in you.

I am just a normal girl
who hopes to be your muse
So would you look into my eyes
And turn me into your one and only jewel ?
Death patiently files his nails
And smokes a casual cigarette
Grinning and eyeless
He says so calmly
"Catch you later
Brave little dreamer"

Despite such brittle certainty
Men and women build
Despite such small mortality
Every space is filled
In the midst of death's destruction
Men and women build again

Fear, like a cringing bowel
Exudes an acrid stench
And whimpers and whines
Simpers and cries
"Don't you dare
Don't you ever dare"

Despite this clinging dread
Some will need to dare
Despite the bursting head
Dreams insist on birth
In the midst of our stupidities
Something wondrous strives

                                    By Phil Roberts
 Jul 2015 Melinda Éva
Doofinity
Everyday...hour...minute...second...
fractions infinite
you occupy my heart.
 Jul 2015 Melinda Éva
Doofinity
Tired of this work.
I had an escape route in place, but alas it escaped me.
Too soon?
 Jul 2015 Melinda Éva
Chris
~

I wrote our initials in the sand
surrounded by a large heart
on a late summer afternoon
as the sun was setting,
then dove into a twilight ocean
waiting for the tide to come in
so that I could drown again
*deep within the love of us
Good night beautiful
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