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Oh No One Jul 2013
We stargazed.
I pointed out constellations,
You watched in awe
at the wonders of the heavens
and the secrets that they kept
Then I said,
That what's above us,
Isn't nearly as wonderful as you.
Oh No One Jul 2013
We're all just
Lonely souls floating around
A lonely world
Looking for someone to make our lives
A little less lonely
For a little while
Oh No One Jul 2013
You might be in love
When you listen  to love songs that never had meaning
And you understand every word
When you feel a warm summer breeze
And it reminds you of them
When you lie awake at night
And wish they were with you
When you're having fun
And you think it would be better if they were there
If you do any of these things
You might be in love
Oh No One Jul 2013
Beauty is a thing seldom seen.
It is held by all within the soul it lies, waiting to come out to the surface, but it can only be found if someone is sharing your soul with you.
Beauty is suppressed by the evils of the world.
Only love can bring beauty out.
Once seen, beauty never hides again.
Not even hatred can deny beauty of it's true design.
Beauty, although possessed by all by few and fewer yet will ever see one of the most beautiful sights - the beauty held by you.
Oh No One Jul 2013
I sat within the valley green
I sat me with my true love
My sad heart strove the two between
The old love and the new love

The old for her the new
That made me think of Ireland dearly
While the soft wind blew down the glade
And shook the golden barley

T'was hard, the woeful words to frame
To break the ties that bound us
And harder still to bear the shame
Of foreign chains around us

And so I said the mountain glen
I'll meet at morning early
And I'll join the bold united men
While soft winds shook the barley

T'was sad, I kissed away her tears
My fond arm 'round her flinging
When a foe, man's shot our ears
From out the wild woods ringing

A bullet pierced my true love's side
In life's young spring so early
And on my breast, in blood she died
While soft winds shook the barley

But blood for blood without remorse
I've ta'en to her hollow
I've lain my true love's clay-like corpse
Where I'll fall soon, must follow

Around her grave I've wandered drear
In night and morning early
With breaking heart when e'er I hear
The wind that shakes the barley
Oh No One Jun 2013
This isn't a poem.
Before my sister went to prison, she hid a treasure map for me in her room in a place she knew only I would look, the treasure map was in the form of a scavenger hunt around my city to different places where she left mementos of the times we spent together, a picture of us, and a thing to lead me to another place. Today I found the last place, in my own house. Believe it or not this was the hardest one to find, so hard, I spent two weeks looking for it. Once I found it, it was a little box that I had made for her when I was six. I opened the box and in it contained a letter and a black chained necklace. In the letter she apologized for all the stuff she'd done to me in the past, and saying she would be a better sister when she got out.
Seriously Mary,
I love you.
Oh No One Jun 2013
My life was quiet and peaceful
Until the moment you came along.
You were a ghostly silhouette, that walked right through my heart.

The beginning was a picture of happiness
Nothing sad at all
Everyday was wonderful
They were all spent with you

But, as time went on
Feelings began to fade
The days went slower and slower
And eventually you'd said goodbye
But I couldn't believe it was over

Every time I think of those days, my heart aches and swells
So many questions inside my head
About what I could've done to change
But I know whatever I could have done wouldn't change a thing, because you never really loved me anyway.
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