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 Mar 2013 Samuel
jerely
"When you feel like giving up, remember why you held on for so long in the first place."*

There are times or once in our life that we give up so easily
But its not the right point to just give up so easily if that thing is so dear to us
Everything has a right way
And this quote gives me hope

And no matter how I feel or you feel
You can always bring this to your journey
This quote always hits me up
And it always decide me to not give up my hopes and dreams
And it gives encouragement to you

Cause in every way we can always decide for our own happiness and joy in life.
The quote belongs to Denny :)
I love the stories that she made cause even if its a love story it always have a lesson in our life. ^^
 Mar 2013 Samuel
a girl unknown
A smile, a touch
That is all I need for me to know you are there
That this isn't a fantasy of my dreams
That I won't wake up and cry because this isn't true
Yet I know this isn't real, you who can't love could never love me
You don't even know I exist
You wrap your arms around me and hold me tight
The smell of you is intoxicating, like a drug I need to have
This isn't real though
You don't know the things I've done, the stomach turning lies I've told
As soon as you know you will run and leave me standing broken hearted, just like I predicted
You don't go, instead you go and sit down and ask me to join you
I know this can't be real, the people I tell abandon me and you aren't
I close my eyes tight and whisper, "Wake up, wake up, wake up...."
I very slowly open my eyes to see you gone, my heart tugs a little but it's better that it isn't real
I turn around to leave the room and I run into you
Worry is filled in your eyes, your eyebrows knit together in confusion,
It takes my breath away
I need to focus, this isn't real and I need to wake up or I will be a wreck if I believe it's real and everything turns to dust and I wake up
You take my hand in yours and kiss it lightly
Interlacing our fingers and giving a tight squeeze, I realize that maybe this could be real
Suddenly as soon as I let my heart open to you, everything begins to fade
First your face, then your hands, finally everything is gone
I open my eyes to see the glow in the dark stars on the ceiling aren't glowing but dim reminders every awakening
I can still feel your hands in mine, I clench my fist, and begin to cry
Just another day, thinking that you could actually love me
But I am wrong, I am always wrong
 Mar 2013 Samuel
Cam Stoker
Soft curvy hips
Sweet smiling lips
Eyes so deep
Kisses on the cheek
Warm embraces
Safe places
A strong sound mind
A million words kind
Heaps of laughter
The morning after
A gentle touch
I can't get enough
Curvy and perky
Spontaneous and quarky
Full of fun
Bright as the sun
Laying in bed
My chin on your head

These are the things I love about you.
 Mar 2013 Samuel
Amber S
i did not shower today,
for i still feel the last few slips of heat
from your throat.
i did not shower today,
for the thought of you squirming
inside, makes me shiver.
i did not shower today,
for your teeth are eating my
collarbone. it looks like a lovely birthmark.
i did not shower today,
for washing you off would be lonely
and idiotic.
i did not shower today,
because i know your scent will be
trapped in my hair
and at some point in the middle of the
night, i will wake up, and forget, that
you are not here.
 Mar 2013 Samuel
Sarina
you don’t face me when we sleep
and I lie awake, composing couplets of it
then you palm at my lips and mumble
secrets                   I wish I would have kissed you
that night in the rain I wish you would have
  
kissed my toes when I pulled them
from their dripping socks and laid in your bed.

we come up with a hundred excuses not
to touch but I see lost love everywhere and resent
not bringing it to my breast  
     the lonely hate the fulfilled because they

  are kind of dead          we pile our emotions into
the bathtub until water dilutes them to fine
powder                      we build concoctions of

not knowing what the opposite ***
feels like even they’ve purpled my heart with
a bruise and cannot sleep in bed with you
       he whispers        I wish we would have kissed
so you were not lonely I wish you were my toes.
 Mar 2013 Samuel
Marcus O'Dea
5:30
 Mar 2013 Samuel
Marcus O'Dea
For best results, turn lights on at 5:30

There must be stifled laughter every ten seconds.

A child must eat this much, shout that much and sleep in an hour.

You must take dishonest, calculated steps across my back.

This much many meals must be missed.

Your chosen (and I didn't say by who) track must be followed to the outskirts of someplace and abandoned for bald hair, stained shirts and hatred diluted by ****** beer.

A measurement of replaceable children must fly off buildings, kick down chairs or barricade themselves in rooms of sweat.

The buildings must grow by a dozen floors, annual, until nobody is left to count them.
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