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alexandra Jan 2019
another year gone
only a memory
from now on
a new chapter lies ahead of me
Galbraith Frase Jan 2019
He loves me, he loves me not
A constant phase and a common thought
Spins like a halo occasionally
And it summons me unforgivingly

He loves me, he loves me not
Don’t lose hope, don’t get caught
Losing florets over the flower shop
So obsessed, I couldn’t stop
For I keep plummeting petals
Hands are excessive pedals

He loves me, he loves me not
My feeling’s loaded, my wisdom’s locked
Aid my soul inside the casket,
over the garden,
My harvested heart bleeds red,
Red as garnet

He loves me, he loves me not
Still waiting for a twist to the plot
Maybe tomorrow or maybe not
I can’t remain forever-aiming and then rot

He loves me, he loves me not
It’s getting cold and it gets hot
I can volunteer to squeeze myself until death
Because I’m running out of guesses

He loves me, he loves me not
A rising action and a falling one
What’s done with the rises,
when I am the fallen one?
I faded once but I’m alright
What a fool, to have another try
Here’s to the planets that can be worthwhile
Happy 2019 to everyone! Been there, done that...it's been so long. I hope everyone is having a wonderful day, happy new year to all :)
Sunny Jan 2019
I awake to a new day
Yet feel unenthusiastic.
Unlike most others, I don't really care
That the new day brings upon a new year.

It just means milestones occur.
Important events. Changes.
My birthday's in 16 days.
Adulthood approaches rapidly, and I'm unprepared.

Am I immature? Am I not ready?
I'm unsure. Yet I remain steadfast.
I'm not ready for this change.
That day will only add pressure on me.

Their expectations are high, I suppose.
"You're going to be a computer engineer." Or something like that.
But I'm…confused. Parts of it I'm not good at.
And I'm left wondering if I even care about that class anymore.

What if I don't want to pursue that?
Will it be a waste of my "talent" or is it just a fleeting interest?
I suppose I could take up writing but…
We all know that's just wishful thinking.

My mind's clouded, uncertainty filling it to the brim.
And as each minute passes, I just count down the days
Until I can talk to her again.
Even if we're far from each other, we'll still be connected.

Just like the days before.
And then, I'll make her smile.
In that moment, I'll forget about my own troubles.
And focus on hers.

Is this a bad thing to do? Probably.
Do I care too much? Perhaps.
Will this help me forget about everything though?
No. It won't. But at least I can be happy.

Even if that's for a few hours a week.
I guess there's a lot going on with me that I refuse to acknowledge.

I'm a fool.
Lyss Brianne Jan 2019
Last year I was a flower
That the sun never quite reached
I was overgrown with weeds
Never growing to my full potential

This year i’ll be a flower garden
full bloom, basking in the sun
I’ll cut down the weeds around me
Surround myself with other flowers
We’ll make each other beautiful

This year will be happy because I said so
I won’t allow myself to be pushed
Into the shadows
I’ll fight for the sunlight I deserve
And with it I will bloom
Over and over again,
I will bloom
annh Jan 2019
earth
spinning lazily
vacates the old year for new
A 1-5-7 poem.
XyL0S Jan 2019
I was alone,
sitting, thinking of writing something happy
I really tried
Seconds were ticking
It was almost midnight
There'll be people lighting the night
And I'll be pretending to cheer up
I didn't even move to the sounds of the skies bursting and screaming
I was still and in chaos.

I didn't realise,
I was waiting for it to end.
I was stuck on the names of the two most important people the moment it was the start of a new year. I'm sure they didn't even blink to think of me.
XyL0S Jan 2019
What is the one thing
that happened in your yesterday
You can't live without?
No one really judges
Amaris Jan 2019
Count down the clock to the new year
Four, three, two, one, it's finally here
Kiss your loved ones to celebrate at midnight
A toast, raise your glass to new heights
Write down your resolutions to remember
Believe in yourself, this year will be better
Randy Johnson Jan 2019
I welcome 2019, I'm glad it's here.
I hope it will be an excellent year.
Many years ago on every New Year's Day, Mom cooked hog jowls and black eyed peas.
But I didn't like those meals very much, I wasn't pleased.
Sadly, I now spend New Year days alone because Mom is deceased.
I certainly hope that the year 2019 will be a year of prosperity and peace.
God has given me another year to live and for that, he deserves my praise.
I will love, praise and worship The Lord for the remainder of my days.
I hope that 2019 will be a good year for others and myself.
And I wish everybody a year of happiness and good health.
Aditya Roy Jan 2019
As friendly you are
You are always a mystery
Etched into art
Painted onto a colorful canvas

Colorful canvas
I love the colors you bring me
In the darkest night
On colorless cloudy days
Which are characterized by greys

Greys are the eyes
That look right through my soul
Appreciating my existence
An old soul
In her windows to the soul
Greyer than her elastic heart
I've fallen for her
Till her hair turns grey
And we turn seventy
Woods caressed with green
Of the ardor that I feel for her
Lean physique
Emerald-clad bare-backed dress
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