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Dim Mar 2018
Ninotchka, I beg you
Stay
You shouldn’t leave
It's cold and nasty outside
Soldiers are marching
In black overcoats
One, two, three

Ninotchka, I’m sorry
I understood everything
I know now how
And you
Do not go away
I ask you
I'm a miserable man
But

Ninotchka, in the eyes
Look in my eyes
I beg
Another minute
I entrust myself to you
For all the sins
That

Ninotchka, tell
Tell them not to wait
There
I'm here
Stay here
I beg
You

Ninotchka, ...
Evelyn Genao Mar 2018
The ones who walk away
Are the ones who don’t care,
They can’t be bothered to do so.

The ones who walk away
Understand pain and suffering,
They can’t see it happen again.

The ones who walk away
Are filled with regret and hate,
For they to have been thrown away.

The ones who walk away,
With tears down their face,
Leaving everything they love behind.

The ones who walk away
Found a purpose to move on,
They can’t let it slip away.

The ones who walk away
Are strong with their head held high,
As they don’t need to beg for love.

The ones who walk away
Have given up trying,
No longer able to tolerate it anymore.

The ones who walk away
Realized what others didn’t,
And set themselves free.

The ones who walk away
Fast and quick,
Never planned on staying.

I am one who walks away,
You are one who walks away,
We are the ones who walk away.

They are the ones that stay behind,
Watching us as we leave,
For they forgot that to make us stay
They need to chase after us.
The ideas for this poem came to me when I was in English class. We were reading "the ones who walk away from omelas" and it just came to me. I hope you love it and be sure to comment what you think!
Jessie Schwartz Feb 2018
Forgotten Prayer…by Jessie 7/06

Many days since first event, when secrets start to keep
Holding close to sober breast, and never make a peep
Lie alone, late at night; a tear swells in her eye
A call cried out on whispered breath, rising to the sky
Help, is what the whisper calls, help me with my pain
Take the day of tragedy, and start my life again
Angel come, I beckon thee, extract the visions from my head
Allow me just a little peace, is how the prayer was said
Years had come and years had gone, and every night the prayer
Soon the prayer was never said, taws thought that no one cared
Then one day, unexpected, and answer came her way
I am your Angel, come to help, but her reply was…go away!
I don’t believe, I never called, who do you think you are?
I find this quite ridiculous and frankly quite bizarre
You called upon me, in you deep distress, to help you in you plight
I waited for the right time; tonight shall be your night
The Angel tried without success to prove why he was there
The more he tried the more she fought, repeating, she didn’t care
But life’s a test we have to pass before the answers come
Many fail before they start, fearful they all run
One day she may awaken, to realize her fate
Remembering she made the call, but sadly it’s too late
ashley lingy Jan 2018
Today I beg for the sunset,
and for stars to be revealed.

Yet I will not be satisfied.

Tonight, when I see their lovely shimmer,
I will yearn for the sunrise.
Mongi Jan 2018
My Love Who Got Away

My love
Ye who went away
When the scorching summer heat descended
And the freezing winter snow crept in
All, with one accord

When uncertainty struck
Between love and hate
Smiling and frowning
Staying and leaving
Committing and being free
Laughing, but never crying
Between happiness and unhappiness
Between the heat and the chill
All at the same time

Now that's all you showed on the surface
When in your heart of hearts
The honest uncertainty there was to feel
Was between leaving and sailing away
What a caring and loving predicament
It was not that much of a choice life gave you
Now, was it?

You pushed me so hard and urgently, away
You longed to hear the words come from me
That I was leaving and was grateful for everything
So you could be left with a clear conscience
With the pretence I was the one who wanted to leave

Oh don't you think I recognized
How soon you always wanted to get rid of me
When you always handed the on/off switch to me
How often you'd hit me with the classic speech,
"It's not you, it's me"
Then you blatantly said
"If it costs you your peace
Then it's too expensive"
But I was all yours you didn't have to buy
And I was the cheapest you would find on the land
That's why, maybe, you pushed me out
Who wants cheap stuff these days anyway?

But your love is your love,
You choose who you want to seize it away from
And who you can't wait to give it to next
We called it quits, it was a win for you
Apparently I was the stubborn cloud
That laid between you and your sunshine

And it's not I was too proud to beg
The whole ordeal left me unsure if I'd be heard
Unsure that if I came around once more
You wouldn't throw me to shame
Still we couldn't make it through thick
Oh ye, my beloved
Ye who went away

Mongi C. Nkabindze
There's only a limited things we can stop from happening. A heart is one of the most difficult treasure to convince to stay.
Salmabanu Hatim Dec 2017
One frosty day, the
beggar begged from home,online,
Help! Send migrant home.
The clever beggar earned more than  he would  have in a year.
Svode Nov 2017
Wake wake wake wake wake
confront confront confront confront
talk talk talk
ask ask
ponder

Wake wake wake wake wake
beg beg beg beg
think think think
contemplate contemplate
act

Wake wake wake wake wake
decide decide decide decide
tie tie tie
write write
regret
Gage B Nov 2017
Nothing fills the curvature of my hand
like the cheek of that which
I poured all of my blandness
into.
For i know not the taste of my own heart
but take word
and believe that those who say it is
pure and simple and
unsociable
are right.
I don’t know what
i don’t know
so teach me
Take me and show me what it is
that your unsure and tense heart
wants from mine.
I don’t know anything except for
that i am yours
and You
are mine
I will tell you yes
and that your character’s nature is a bitter-
sweet coffee and my tongue will
pick out your saccharine
love
I am begging you, please reconsider your decision. I can change.

© Gage B. 2017
Keen Oct 2017
Come back,
and
hug me tight
and
not let
go.
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