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epictails Jun 2015
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Days when you don't even know what you could have
possibly done to deserve such good people in your life
i must have saved lives in the past to have friends like these
Anya Jun 2015
Can I confess about something I have in my mind?
I am as thankful as blessed that you are considered mine.
I like the way you looked at me and thought "wow",
That is what I will treasure between my deathdate and now.
I am not the prettiest but you make me feel like I am,
I know you are going to be my one and only man.
Your eyes are deep and bright at the same time,
I wonder if I'll ever find a person your kind.
I'm gonna marry you if I can but I promise I will,
I'm going to wait you some day in front of me kneel.
I gave you chocolates because I know that you deserve
Every sweetness that I will always preserve.
I gave you a shirt to know that you are with me,
Whenever and wherever you ever will be.
I made you this poem to let you know what I feel,
To show you love in my words my Achilles' heel.
Noted on March 7, 2015, 6:10 AM
Stressed out, ****** up, broken, and tired,
All thoughts of happiness long since expired.
Words are the only things keeping me sane,
In the same breath, praising/cursing my brain.
Joe Cottonwood Apr 2015
We drink water once swallowed by Jesus.
We breathe atoms once blown by Buddha.
We share the light of stars
     with unknown beings
     on undiscovered planets.
For this light, this water and air,
     this brotherhood
     of countless souls
we give thanks.
Kamini May 2015
Stain your body
With fingers dipped
In the colour of
Joy and peace
Wet with the tears
Of the World
And know HER
Blessing.

Drench your heart
In a shower of petals
Dripping with the sound
Of silent thunder
And sink deep
Into HER embrace.

Fill your womb with
Sweet nectar ******
From the agony and ecstasy
Of HER love making
And bleed compassion
Onto a parched Earth.
India, Feb 2015
kris evans May 2015
To grow up;always my dream
a childhood desire;tinted with innocence
to stay up all night; i always coveted
a kiddish fancy; garnished with folly
to speak out unhindered; i always relish
fancies of a growth spur; gathered in rebellion
to travel alone; my craziest fantasy
an immature wish; studded with adventure
.....
years rolled by; and my wishes all fulfilled....

....
now that i stand at life's brim;
i miss being a kid.
eyeing my kitchen sink; reminding my ordeal till midnight
i wish i could sleep at 7.
gulping the lies and falling in remorse;
i wish some one spoke for me.
being ****** in to this black hole
i wish some one would pull me out of blues.
why did every single one of my wish came true?
if not:
it would not have been so worse;
to grow up and realize;
that life cannot rewind and pause;
that you cant sit back and replay it
that life is just a kite
you keep holding on the string
and life it sways by the wind
pull it hard - and the string snaps
you keep holding on the string
while gravity engulf its mane
tracing it back to earth
tattered and torn to pieces.
but gone are the childhood fancy to solve the jigsaw
and hence i abandoned the task
cursing an unseen fairy godmother....
for making my wishes come true.....
live life as if its your first and the last.....life offers second chances rarely....even if it does....the second one would not be the same ......YOLO
Rhianecdote Mar 2015
Don't walk round eggshells with me

Until your feet bleed

It just (chicken) feeds the *insecurity!
I feel like people aren't straight up with me cause they fear my reaction (which in all honesty they probably should at times I can fly off the handle and take things personally) but having said that I hope most know that deep down I appreciate it a lot of the time and understand. The love I have for plain talking people in life knows no bounds, they let a doubtful person know where they stand and inspire me to reciprocate such honesty. Of course within a limit, not to a ridiculously cruel extent, judgement is crucial.
Myriah Mar 2015
Your just a small bump,
Inside my tummy
O my sweet baby
My beautiful angel
My blessing from the Almighty God.
Cold-Bones Mar 2015
We receive this blessing of whats called a life.
By all means, inhale it's beauty.
Live each day with reckless intentions.
But beware and rebuild your catastrophic paths.
Take your mistakes as a gift and learn from them.
Cause karma like always, make's its rounds.
The stereo type  perspective of life is obvious.
Enjoy the sun's radiant rays and own the heat.
Don't be normal.
Keep people guessing on the edge of their seat.
Because in reality, those who follow and are normal,
are force to
crumble.
Let your beauty make your foes stumble.
Hate is a weak emotion.
So never show it, but loath it.
Let your heart go and feel its motion.
But a broken heart, i really can not explain that emotion.
RazanSidErani Mar 2015
What keeps you going is a mystery to me.
I'm baffled and yet I'm the most creative one.
What makes you roll around with so little faith?
How do you move around without hope?
For without hope and faith
Who do you depend on truly ?
© RazanRinaldi
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