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And the birds will sing
there beautiful songs for
my sweetheart she Is  resting In peace till summer comes rolling around
All though my sweetheart
has passed on to place
where she lays asleep awaiting for me In a place so peaceful free of troubles In
And then the birds will sing there beautiful songs for us both they will sing of our love everlasting and devotion
for each
Together again we will be side by side just as In life we were never apart and the birds will sing there lovely songs as flowers are laid at our feet
I have a  place next to my wife Helen when time come around I won't to sorry to leave because we'll again for all enternity
I keep chasing lightning
Trying to catch it, lock it in a bottle
but when I do the bottle cracks
and I’m left empty-handed

Maybe I just don’t have what it takes
Maybe it’s not meant to be
Maybe I don’t know what I really want
Maybe I should let the passion wash away

I keep trying to start over with you
You say I need independency
The decisions should be mine
You say, “Maybe you need love too”
And I realize I don’t think I could take it if you walk away
But there ain’t nothing to do
And I should let it go

I keep trying to start over with me
Maybe I should listen
Get some medicine
Make it pink, I’ll swallow it
But would I be me?
And would you still love me?
And will the sadness go away, or will I just be numb to it?

Lightning brings thunder
Lightning brings grey storms
Why can’t you love me like lightning?
Because I keep losing track of you
And I, I don’t want to listen
Because I keep losing touch with you
And you, you don’t want to listen

I keep chasing lightning
Trying to catch it, lock it in a bottle
but when I do the bottle cracks
and I’m left empty-handed
One more time, one more time.
I’ll just do this one more time.
One last time and I’ll be fine.
I’ll just do this one more time.

One more time, one more time,
The crimson red is such a beautiful sight.
One more time and I’ll be fine.
Let me just do this one more time.

One more time, one more time.
The silvery gleam greets me once again.
One last time, I’ll be fine.
I’ll just do this one more time.

One more time, one more time,
Fresh roses are piling around me.
Is that you? Cruel angel of the world?

Take me away, one last time.
Another poem about self harm, I never seem to run out of those. It's a bit more compact this time, I hope you enjoy.
Its been a while
I trusted someone with my heart
took me long to realized
that's happiness can disguise

what is good in lies?
they can be much better than truth sometimes...
what is good in goodbyes?
they can be the best action of letting a hidden crime...

this heart has been through so much more than you thought it could
but this won't be the last time, I'll love somebody again...
someone who deserves and I can share my life and love for good...
no matter if we fight as long as we can mend each other's pain...
happy to be back here, it's been a while and it felt good to finally be able to share my poems again... :)
Bede Sep 27
Today begins the slow build
The magnificent path,
The Great Work.
Our break, needed.
The path we're on, so lovely.

Thank you, Honeybee.
You're my world
Maya Sep 23
I saw you. And this time, it was different. This time I really saw you. I looked into your eyes, and saw the man I fell in love with, saw that innocence that I once tasted.

I talked to you. And this time I really heard you. Listened carefully to that voice that was once the sweetest lullaby I longed to hear.

I didn’t really say much, but we don’t need words, you and I. I know you got through my every thought, I saw it your eyes, that now you know. You know I’m still the old me, that I’ve been crippled inside out since you went away.

Today I fell in love with you all over again, and today your distance is no more an obstacle. Because right now, no matter where you are, I can feel you near me, and no matter what you’re doing, I can feel you holding me.

Honey today I can say that I’m whole again, you filled my empty heart and all it took was a glance at your smile.

I guess some things will never change, the burst in your eyes, the sound of your laughter and the joy you bring into my life, just by being near. Because even when everything changes, I still love you the same.
Onomatopiyya Sep 22
Just because of that one
One simple question

Everything became upside down
You're leaving her again

Because she was being direct
Ak Sep 21
I am longing to see you one last time...
My eyes are longing to reflect your image once again...
My lips are longing to whisper your name again...
My hands are longing to touch you again...
My ears are longing to hear you calling me again...
My body is longing to become your shadow again...
My legs are longing to follow you again...
If I born again for you,
I will find you again...
Then, If I ask you again...
Will you be mine again?
Keiko Tei Sep 20
His name was Johnny. His close friends and family liked to call him, little johnny.

This story is about little johnny, with his report card nearing, he wanted to throw one last Hail Mary.

He tried his best and paid attention. He did all but one math question.

On the night before the big day, he knew that this was it. He fell asleep from fatigue, before everything he learned could even hit...

Next morning, little johnny feeling proud of his effort, went off to school feeling great from his rest.

Unfortunately for little johnny, the results show...that in the end he still failed his math test.

This is a story of little johnny, and his mediocre report card.

I plan to write one for every time I am reminded that it's just as important to acknowledge your existence as "normal" and "mediocre" as it is to believe that you are "special" and "unique".

The truth is that no one has read stories about people who fail, fail, and fail again, without really obtaining success in the end.
Erian Sep 19
All the poems
About the love
About the sorrow
About the broke and hollow
Were all about one
An "I love you" over again
I knew one day it would end
But kept trying to convince myself that it would last.
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