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BertJane Perez Nov 2014
A memory...
A reminder of who you were
Who you are
What you were
What you will be

Think, think, think
Remember...
Those moments in time
Those ideas
Those dreams
Those thoughts

Remember
Who you wanted to be
What you wanted to see

The love, the hate
The joy, the sadness
The simple, the complex
Remember...

The failure, the success
The dreams
The goals
Remember...

That's who you are
That's who you were
That's who you will become.
Remember?
geo's Nov 2014
I love you
But sometimes I look around
And I get the feeling that
I should love you
Like people do in movies
Or in books.
But then I become alive
And I feel that it would be a cliché
So I love like lovers love each other in poems
Eleanor Rigby Sep 2014
At first people are strangers then they become friends.
With you and me, it's the other way around.
We were friends, now we're strangers.


F.Z.N
André Morrison Aug 2014
Feel It
Breathe It
This Can't Be Real
Can You Believe It?

See It
Dream It
There's No Stopping You
No One Can  Tell You What To Do

Experiencing It
Become It
This Is Your Life
Don't Cause Any Strife

Progress Yourself
Commit Yourself
Try Your Best
Don't Talk About Failure
Dont Even Jest
Mercurychyld Aug 2014
Calling on Angels
from celestial planes and Earth;
we must begin with ourselves.

We each must decide.
We all heed this call each day;
tested by action and word.




-by Mercurychyld
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No name Aug 2014
How can it be that I need to figure out what I want in life already?
My life isn't over and hasn't even begun

I feel the pressure as if someone is pushing my ribs into my chest
I want to live

Why do I feel the need to satisfy someone's needs before my own?
My life isn't over and hasn't even begun

I feel lack of air in my windpipe as if I'm taking my last breath
I want to live

Let me be, who I am and want to become.
© Iman A. Kole 2014
Be the one who loves,
And be someone more than you;
You know there is more—
Life lives off of ones like you,
Ones who give more than they have.
Jenna May 2014
I stood there.
Staring.
A snow-capped peak stared back.
I became exceedingly captivated.
Captivated by the thought that he and I existed;
Existed now.
Existed here.
Existed together.

I became a shell.
A shell filled with explosive joy.
And I could no longer become underwhelmed.
Nor could I become whelmed.

I lived.


I will never believe in myself more,
Never trust in Creation more,
Never be enveloped in the stillness more
Than I did in that moment.

Glimpsing that skyline.
Staring down a mountain.
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