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c Feb 2015
Do things you need to do and do things you want to do because life is short and you never know how much time there is left. could be eight seconds or eighty years. buy the ice cream, smile at the cashier. laugh when life is funny and cry when it isn’t. be brave. fill your heart up with wonderful things. and don’t hit snooze when your alarm wakes you up to another once-in-a-lifetime day.
Arcassin B Feb 2015
By Arcassin Burnham

Men,
Getting less attention from their wives,
Women,
Not having much affection from their husbands,
Humans,
Expressing love in any kind of way they can,
Babe I know that I could be your man,

I.know.that.its.hard,
I.know.that.its.hard,
I.know.that.its­.hard,
I.know.that.its.hard,
I.know.that.its.hard,
I.know.that.it­s.hard, standing right in front of me,

Men,
Getting less attention from their wives,
Women,
Not having much affection from their husbands,
Humans,
Expressing love in any kind of way they can,
Babe I know that I could be your man,

Men,
Getting less attention from their wives,
Women,
Not having much affection from their husbands,
Humans,
Expressing love in any kind of way they can,
Babe I know that I could be your man.
The second poem Taken from my 4th poetry project titled "LIFE S-A-V-E-R"
http://ab-saver.blogspot.com/
shåi Jan 2015
i guess its another beginning of a new year
another year has gone
as another one is dragged itself in
the beginning of the unchanging
i dont really know how to feel about it
whether to consider the good or the bad
but one thing for certain is that
i will love
and will lose
like i do every
year
it is the unchanging pattern
it is my fate
another year of lies
jealousy and hatred
i could cry
or i could not
(im not really sure yet)
i am alone
bloodshot eyes and all
i want to be better
i cry for it
but i dont how to achieve it
instead i turn for the worse
there is no end
i really want this year
to be something
hopefully
i can
actually do it without ever messing up
(b.d.s.)
Deshunte' B Jan 2015
I threw away the picture of our last visit
Never really read in between the lines, loved you more then most..Tbh with you without being real with myself putting US on a pedestal  hoping we remain 100/100 never allowing our love & true feelings to pivot. Holding on to something that was never there is hard to grasp like taking a Gold Ligure... 2015 time for change in the new year.
Honey, you're love is like fireworks
Exploded beautifully at the sky
Lightened up my darkest nights
But lasted in just a blink of an eye
HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!
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Rhea Nadia Jan 2015
To stand in my place means
to kneel where I've fallen.
It means crawling where
I've learned to walk

**© 2015 Rhea Nadia
First write of 2015
F White Jan 2015
Reshape the void-
add a backbone
form my lips
mould my sentences
build my breath.

make me human again
rebirth acceptance love hope life future universe positive optimism
thea pedersen Jan 2015
Døde blikke,
der vandrer rundt,
som zombier på Dommedag,
eller en tiger i bur.

Ingen kan glemme,
hvorfor vi er her,
endda i det næste årti,
vil mindet sidde fast,
sort på hvidt,
i bogen der.

Og de er her alle sammen,
store som små,
arm i arm,
de gå.

Hovedet holder de højt,
i et forsøg på,
at stoppe det,
de ikke kender,
selvom de godt ved,
at man med terror
sjældent bliver venner.

Paris' gallionsfigur,
er nu ændret,
fra Eiffeltårn til blyant,
"Je suis Charlie"
Vi håber ytringen en dag bliver fri
ET DIGT OM DE MENNESKER DER GIK IGENNEM PARIS I JANUAR 2015. JEG VAR EN AF DEM.
OnwardFlame Jan 2015
Headphones on so tight
Shield yourself from the noise and coughs of others
How dare I be afraid of the very thing I seek to help?
She approached me in the street
Intoxicated, drugged up, my mind always
Creating drama.
Creating drama.
Looking around, witnesses?

I trust no one.
She asked me for directions, her whiskey mouth
Slurring and purring
It brought a tear to my eye
That I fear what I seek to change.

And everyone fears the police
I can feel us as an entity tighten and tense
Black uniform and tools on the side
Blue and red lights
No one trusts the police

How can any of us feel safe?
A missed phone call
A moment of intense vulnerability
Tears from a friend for not hearing from him or him
And I get it, I get it.

No one trusts the police.
As the day becomes darker
Don't gild the lily
An acting teacher use to say to me
Bodies all meet in a room
Lets drink wine, change the world
I'll try not to look at my stupid ******* phone.

The daunting darkness tries to bring out
The party monster
Won't you call me back?
The snowy cold brings it out
It brings it out

I hope she found where she was trying to go--okay
And was well and safe
You love my self awareness, you exclaim
I reread over piles and miles
Of my poetic past and antics
Trying to decipher who that was then.

Blue shirt, black pants
Black cap and grim expression
Sirens go on and off in the distance
There was a time I would see this and feel comforted
But how can we live in a world where we fear
What must protect us?
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