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AM May 2015
That night, I nearly gave up on you
Just like how you nearly left me untrue
I nearly cried and pushed your limit
Just like how you nearly threw a *******
I nearly become a video game
Just like how you nearly played me like an arcade
I nearly turned into a clown
Just like how you nearly dissed my frown
I nearly took off your chances
Just like how you nearly burned your bridges
~
But to hurt and to cherish are on a par
In a trail we're trying to walk far
Under the bright moon and twinkling star
*To return to each other is what we are
Essa Freedom May 2015
What's the saddest word I know?
Many times I have heard this question
I always  respond the same
Almost
Why you may ask?
He was almost her's
He almost didn't save her
He almost made it
He almost survived
They were almost in love
They almost made it
She almost didn't do it
We almost talked her out of it
Almost
It's only one word
It's a powerful word
It's what didn't happen
It's what could have been
It's what might never be
*Almost
I get this question from random people all the time.
RJ Apr 2015
Like the shore
We would fall apart again
After such a short time
Of being together

The waves near are not gentle
They roar and crash with emotion
Yet the shore remains unaware
Seeing but only the surface

A shell
I stumbled across
Had nothing inside
Nothing underneath

What a fitting place for me
To find it
You lacked depth.
Shiennina Marae Apr 2015
Every inch of my skin aches to be close to yours
It feels foreign, abandoned
A blank canvas waiting for the ink your hands have
The colors you leave on the insides of my thighs
I proudly show off to my monsters
They were right all along
You're my perfect match
I have so much of you on my soul
Yet I seem to have too little of your tongue on my mouth

When I close my eyes your face is burned into the back of my eyelids
Jesus ******* Christ, you’re in my blood, in my veins
I didn’t know I had room for another soul inside me
For once, I never want someone to stop saving me
While I create and destroy myself
You are one hell of an artist
Creating fires in my lungs with nothing but your scent
You’re the warmth I have always wanted to feel
You’re home

I almost gave in today
I had to put my hands down and force my shaking hands to dive in
You’re the almost that lurks wanted in the back of my mind
With this, it’s always a 50/50 chance
I feel nothing
I feel absolutely everything
I guess it’s worth the risk because I’m still doing it

This is the best kind of almost
We are
But we aren’t
But we could be
Wednesdays with the rainbow

10:57 PM, April 29, 2015
Gabriel Dorian Apr 2015
As I walked these halls filled with so much memory,
I reminisce the glory of the days gone by,
I sit by a pavement where our hearts once lingered,
And I looked to the stars where our hopes were kindled

The sun was scorching its heat that summer day,
You came like a blowing winter on a hot day,
Then I found myself seating next to a stranger,
You felt so different, someone I’ve never seen

You didn’t say a word yet I felt so uplifted,
You knew me before I uttered a single word,
You heard what was lurking in my heart all these times,
You told me, I was in dire need of salvation

It was our untimely meeting I ever pondered,
In my dreams, there an angel stood by my side,
The sunlight shone her beautiful eyes,
An ecclesiastical angel, who was sent by heaven prevailed.

Time has become our prime our greatest companion,
It has witnessed all the stories the stories our lives have written,
As each day that passed by, I spent to know who you are,
And for some inexplicable reason, you knew me

I grew to love an angel whom I thought I could never own,
It was the blazing eloquence you have shared with me,
You spoke of the words of heaven, which I deared most,
What you uttered silenced the demon in me

What I loved the most was how you basked in sunshine,
The sunlight glared through your eyes and I saw love,
In your arms, I felt the security you gave,
As if you embraced all my flaws and imperfections

As the feast of starlight brought enormous joy,
Everyone danced along to its melody,
We sat right next to each other, hands fit perfectly
Your lips pressed upon mine beneath the moonless sky

You shed your angelic wings and became a mortal;
You chose to stay with me here in my world
For years that has been our setting,
It paved way for us to prosper

But there came a day when you received a calling,
By your will, you chose to take up your seat and to regain your wings
You bid me goodbye with a kiss under the stars
And told me that you would be one of them

You now walk in starlight in another world,
In a world so vast and beyond what mankind could fathom
You left me a feather of your wings, to serve as a reminder
That once in our lives the impossible comes to life.
Thank you for all your memories and goodbye.
imara Apr 2015
let the bridges crumble into ash and dust.
let the stars fear our brilliance.
let the rest of the world drown out what lies beyond
the barricade.
lay down your arms -
i am almost yours.
you need only to surrender.
jacky Apr 2015
We were once tide -
An anticipated push and pull,
Rushes into the shores, and withdraws of the seas.
Written in squares of today and tomorrow,
The way, today is low
And tonight is high.

There were no uncertainties
Or questions – we always
Know, what to move
And when to go.
Stringed by orbits of
The Sun, The Moon, The Earth.

May it be Sunday but
The waves will praise only sand
Touching, like a morning greeting,
And a kiss of illusion – and these?
Were memories, of how you and I
Were only once tide.
sharing this because i hate myself might as well be hated by everyone. I am so done being called "corny" and "cheezy". No I feel what that Xfactor contestant.
Hannah Mar 2015
Just ten minutes was enough
To build up the longing
That would last, and definitely hurt
While I wait for you to return

It was so innocent, so gentle, so pure
Just a simple lean and I knew for sure
I needed, wanted, yearned for more
I wanted to see what life had in store

You asked me a question, just a mischievous thing
But it came out and I started thinking
Turning and looking at your face (I nearly wanted to run)
Elbowed you gently, smiled and said 'this one'

Perhaps one day I would look back
And see that was when it had just begun
Maybe one day I will turn to you and say
You are the one
An exaggeration but nonetheless what was in my mind about 2 days ago.
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