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 Mar 2015 Sam Luna
mistyholly
i have a secret
i may be bi
its wonderful, really
i really wish they would understand though
i hope you dont judge me fore having a preference for girls
sorry, its just me
boys are pretty cool too
 Mar 2015 Sam Luna
yasmine
in love
 Mar 2015 Sam Luna
yasmine
how many people
can you really fall for
because in between a life full of
clutter and confusion
i somehow managed for fall for
a girl and a boy
 Mar 2015 Sam Luna
burned up
Once
 Mar 2015 Sam Luna
burned up
Once
I met a boy with soft grey eyes
that matched the color of his sweatshirt
His smile was tentative but it made him mildly more attractive
He didn't say much but he listened intently
And I wondered what he was thinking
But he gave nothing away
Once
I talked to a boy with soft grey eyes
that peered into mine
and blond hair
that he kept pushing off of his forehead
In closer proximity with him I realize
He's a very striking young man
Once
I had dinner with a boy with soft grey eyes
that paired well with the purple shirt he was wearing
Everything he said captivated me
He talked steadily but quietly
He was charming and funny
and I have never been so hypnotized
Once
I fell in love with a boy with soft grey eyes
and a heart bigger than his head
He brushed kisses over my forehead like the words he spoke
Gentle and sweet but strong
so that I knew he loved me too
Once
I fought with a boy with soft grey eyes
that projected his silent anger
when he had no more to say
It was my fault and I pushed him too far
until his face turned dark
and he let his hair fall onto his face
because he was too enraged to push it away
But he never rose his voice
he never yelled
he always kept the love in his voice
But once
I lost a boy with soft grey eyes
Because the soft grey turned dark
until the love seemed to slip away
It was still there, I knew, but it was harder to see
And I still thought about the boy I met that day
Quiet and reserved
hardly saying two words but he slowly stole my heart
but taking it all away until I wished I had met him
Only once
 Mar 2015 Sam Luna
Mia
You
 Mar 2015 Sam Luna
Mia
You
And
With the rage of a thousand tsunamis
I want to slap you across the face
Tear down your walls
Rip up our roots
And wash away the pain
But then I want to kiss you better
Hold your hand
Feed you and give you shelter
Now that you have none
And say I'm sorry
Over and Over and Over
Again
I am no poet, yet I write poems.
I am no writer, yet I write stories.
I am no hippy, yet I believe in world peace.
I am no politician, yet I have my opinions.
I am no god, yet I create.
 Mar 2015 Sam Luna
ylruceiram
It started ugly, but ended beautifully;
Started as a small hideous caterpillar, but ended with a pretty butterfly;
Started as strangers, but ended as lovers;
Started as a tiny bean, but ended with a giant tree;
Started with war, but ended with peace;

**Some things just start as nothing but will end up with something.
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