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Shaxy Jul 2017
Everytime we meet and spend time together,
And you leave my company,
I want you to go away happy, with a smile on your face.

Everytime you talk about me or say my name to your family or friends,
And you leave their company,
I want you to go away happy, with a smile on your face.

Hence, each time we part ways, my dear,
Please go away happy,
With a smile on your face.

Yes, on that adorable face,
Go ahead and put on a smile on that face,
'Cause I'll know that I was the one who placed it there.
Someone inspired me to write this, but I couldn't recall who. Ugh.
Àŧùl May 2017
Just two years ago,
I was so happy!
And what about now?
Now I am just hapless.

There's no hope,
Vanished is every joy!
And guess what?
You took it all away.

You had brought it in,
Now you only snatched it!
And what now?
I am searching for happiness.

I search it within myself,
But have had no success!
And what reason?
Addicted I had grown to you.

Everything screams your name,
I had become too much attached!
And what keeps me?
A small hope for the future.
My HP Poem #1539
©Atul Kaushal
Tony Luxton Jun 2016
He nodded to me when
I moved my silent lips.

Not our memorial but another's.
Warmth in this cold dark garden of the dead.

How many years ago?
But no apology.
Now this tacit truce.
Nearly as good as a scotch,
when he nodded to me.
I wish you could see my face right now my proudness starting to fade. You feel like beating yourself up and I can't get it through that it's the positive choice you've made.
Written a while back
Once I got so lost that I almost flew.
But that was just the time I spent dancing with you.
Our dance was like a cha-cha but not so flowy or smooth.
It was like screaming at eachother, me telling him which one to choose, but with nicer words and cues.
Trouble was eventually due.
We were only (mentally) damaging eachother.
The only thing I was good for, was agreeing with you.
The only thing you were good for, was telling me things I already knew.
Yes you made me feel special, I can't deny that. I didn't do anything.
I couldn't even sit on your lap.
Oh and then you knew.
Who you were going to choose.
What was I good for?
Nothing but to pursue.
All of it untrue.
A year who made me who I am now.
In the long ago past ancient timeline,
A maritime mirror shined bright like glass.
A Cross reflection above the treeline.
Division between like a deep abyss.

Surface tension broken with just a touch.
Stepping out onto on top of the brine.
Moving Minds;Disturbing Thoughts;Did So Much
Don’t worry Child, You did it All just fine.

Passing beneath, under the overpass,
After walking thru a long dark tunnel,
Finally reaching Critical Mass; Then
Rose up high, airborne in a cloud funnel.

For you and I, He gave his life: He died.
Rising again revived; the Son survived.
I'm unsure if the title should be something else; Suggestions?
Shakespearean Sonnet Form, 10 syllables per line
abab; cdcd; efef; gg
ZainaMusic Mar 2016
Not Again
I will let you
you in
Not Again
I will look you
in those deceiving
eyes
You will
not get to me
I cut that line
a long time ago...

By: ZainaMusic
Emilio Feb 2016
I was in my father's office (clinic)
and there were patients waiting to
be accommodated.
And my father had them waiting
because he
wasn't there for an hour
or I guess..

But the thing is
I just sat there
Waiting for my father
but no one recognized me as his
son
Even so, the idea of it amused me
And suddenly, some of the patients
started to talk
about the artworks...about
the paintings that're hanged on the
walls.
The woman was amazed about my father's work
not knowing
that it was his
The man told her that it is his work
And then, the woman added
that she really liked the paintings
that were posted in front, looking from the outside
and said that it was... really profound
or rather artsy

I didn't want to boast or tell them that those were
my works. I just smiled
a bit and
moved on
There's nothing to be proud of.
DAVID Dec 2015
under the aparent darkness,
the nacar red of your lips
give me ligth.

between the tender and quiet
kisses of fire, you absorved
my darkness

there was no magic, it was
just that, two dark beings
absorving ligth.

a beast with a loewe head,
desolated, tormented, for
his pain.

between the lost and desdain,
and with desire sticked
to his skin.

the ligth in absolut darkness,
years looking that skin of silk,
those lips sweet as honney.

the silky and perfumated lips,
of a beautiful shadow, a lioness
in the dark.

and who will know, only darkness,
about that silk skin, that give ligth,
in a dark nigth.

a loewe, the lost descendant,
looking the way, and to that silk skin,
of honey gold and fire.

a lion lost in shadows, looking that
skin, that as divine grace, or gifth
of friendly gods.

found me, catch and love me
in the shadows, rigth before dawn,
giving life to the blackened heart.


and the flux of life, of strength,
to resist mi strokes, controling
herself tenderly.

never scared of my roarings,
only the beautiful fire, she give me,
with her nacar red lips.

her femmale lips, a beast, beautiful
with her skin of silk, perfumated and
HERMOSA,  A MUSE IN THE SHADOW.

tenderly resisting to the attacks of a
beast, thirsty of her, her ***, her blood, kissing
her skin inch by inch.

the HERMOSA shadow, with silk skin,
and nacar red lips, resist even thou, she
wanted to lay next to this beast

thirsty of her, her body, her etternal legs,
her *** of MUJER HERMOSA,
the beautiful and sweet lioness, that was mine
in absolut darkness..
JE ADORE TU FLEUR DU LIZ, FEMMALE, ADORED, LOVED, MY ANGEL.
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