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We lied there on the grass
Thinking about life
How it went so well
With or without strife

We shared the same thoughts
We were inseparable
All of our years
Our fun, always on a double

Then you sat up
Looked me in the eyes
Smiling so sweetly
I can't break the ice

I smiled back and hoped
That this wouldn't end
But then you spoke up
"I'm glad that you're my best friend"
I know the title's cliche but there's no other way to describe this poem.
 Feb 2015 Mike lowe
PrttyBrd
The sea is all flow with no ebb
As the moon hangs full in the sky
He pulls her to him on a breeze
Salty, heavenly, mesmerizing
She comes as he softly beckons
The magnet draws her in close
She inches toward his cool gaze
With the warm water he yearns to drink
For he is parched
And she is giving
Flowing in gentle waves
He calls and she slinks to him in shadows
Locked in the gaze of desire
A gaze broken only by the pleasure
of the deluge of their union
And in that union there is tranquility
His peace releases her
She ebbs, quietly lapping the shore
She turns to see him smile upon her
As she sparkles in the warmth of his glow
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 Feb 2015 Mike lowe
al
Green.
 Feb 2015 Mike lowe
al
She said she wouldn't date him
because she knew how I still felt
and she thought
"What kind of a friend would that make me?
I wouldn't want to do that to you."
Yet here I sat, thinking
What kind of a friend does that make me?
Holding her back from being with a guy
who she cares about a lot
just because I want him
when he wants her and not me.
Envy is one of the seven deadly sins
and baby, I'm gonna die green.
 Feb 2015 Mike lowe
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Reasons.
 Feb 2015 Mike lowe
al
There are a lot of things I regret.
Kissing you, for example.
Keeping secrets from friends, that's another.
But mostly, I regret falling for you
opening my heart, only to have it ripped out.
They say everything happens for a reason
but I still find myself regretting everything I've done
and every emotion I've felt.
I mostly wish none of this had ever happened
but would I wish you out of my life? Oh, never.
I guess I'm masochistic like that.
But hey, I can't really blame you for all this.
*Everything happens for a reason, right?
 Feb 2015 Mike lowe
Gwen Pimentel
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 Feb 2015 Mike lowe
Gwen Pimentel
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We talk about love
Like we're some sort of experts
Like we've mastered the subject
Like we know every nook and cranny
But in reality, we're just at the tip of the iceberg
 Feb 2015 Mike lowe
Gwen Pimentel
And I am
so sorry
For loving you
as much as I did
It's just that
You were the only constant
In my ever-changing life
And no matter how hard
I pushed you away,
For some reason,
You were still there
 Feb 2015 Mike lowe
Rebecca Lynn
My heart explodes
My soul it bleeds
Tears of blood
Streaming endlessly

The numbness spreads
The world so cold
The walls they close
Around this hell
Trapping me in
Its cruel embrace

The sun won't shine
The flowers won't bloom
The life that was
Now cold and bleak

The path behind
A chasm so vast
No turning back
Those dreams now lost

The path before
No escape I see
From this fate I chose
That smothers me

I fight, I scream
I fall, I cry
No words can heal
No compassion just

I fight to live
I refuse to die
But come what may
Come what might
My soul still bleeds
My soul still wilts
Killing me slowly
From deep within

Until some day
My hopes fulfilled
To see the sun return
and my soul revived
The tears will cease
And my soul will shine
If only that day
Would Be here now
 Feb 2015 Mike lowe
Sarah Spang
Someday, one day, far from now
My hurt will mark your crease-less brow
My face will flit throughout your thoughts
And you will feel me- know my loss.

You'll catch your breath and wonder why
Your sightless eyes will search the sky
And precious lips will part and say
A name the wind will brush away.

No answers in the endless blue
You'll close your eyes, accept the truth:
I'm no where now, and everywhere
I saturate the very air.

Moments, seconds, memories
In grass beneath the swaying trees..
You'll see our forms; together then
Will never touch or feel again.

Someday, one day, far from now
My absent hurt will mark your brow
My face will flit throughout your thoughts
And you will feel me- know your loss.
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