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Àŧùl Sep 2016
As the morning descends here,
The surroundings come alive,
Birds start chirping sweetly,
Insects play violin of the legs,
Not far away I hear the engine.

The morning makes glorious sounds,
It also brings me back to her memories,
The train I hear moving away so swiftly,
It's the same train I mounted years ago,
The train doesn't wait not for me now.

It chugs away to where I had been,
Almost two years ago to meet her,
On her birthday to feel her close,
To greet her so sweetly & hug her,
She even had kissed a sleeping me.

I wonder how she could just forget,
Sharing the moments so intimate,
Waking me up for an active kiss,
For I'll never forget & move on,
Breath talked in the breathtaking moment.
My HP Poem #1125
©Atul Kaushal
ㅡjatm Mar 2016
Beautiful soul who writes beautiful words,
I fall in the gravity of your ravishing words,
I just want to reach your gentle hands this time,
That could bring calm to my stormy mind.

I am a sun and my love might burn you,
But really, I'm just trying to love you,
You're a star that's breath-taking to see,
I hope the last poetry you'll write will be me.

We dream under the same moon,
Maybe I have loved you too soon,
I want to hear you laugh and wait in vain,
Just to see how your smile stops the rain.

Please don't look away,
I have something to say,
My gaze do fall upon every flower,
You will find me there.
Anthony Carrasco Feb 2016
It took only a few seconds to
f
a
l
l
in love with you.
____________
It took only a few seconds for us to be,

meyou

, side by side.  
____________
It took only a few seconds for you to
d
r
o
p
me from your life.
_____________
Why can't it take only a few seconds to pick
myself
mysel
myse
mys
my
m
up again?
I eased you from the worldly fire with my heart;**  *so you didn't have to feel the burn without love before my own flames ignited.
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Makenzie Marie Sep 2015
I'm sorry that I can't keep my hands off of you
But it's like you have your own gravitational field that only affects me and even when I'm right next to you I want to be holding your hand or playing with your hair or rubbing your back. And maybe it's me. Maybe I'm afraid that if I don't hold on to you with all I have that you'll fall out of my bubble and my gravitational field won't affect you anymore and maybe our paths will never cross so closely again and maybe what could have been something absolutely amazing, like the fact that God placed the earth the perfect distance from the sun, will end up as insignificant as the distance between pluto and an asteroid out in the abyss
April Lorenzo Jul 2015
When someone
tells you
"you are breathing,"
you find yourself
peeved
because now you
are aware
and are
consciously
taking a breath.

I look at you
and without saying
a word, I am told
"you are breathing."
I find myself
saved
because now I
am aware
and am
breathing again.
This is what it feels like when you /tell me you/ love me.
Samantha Apr 2015
From budding seeds
To burgeoning gardens
With flowers blooming in her cheeks
And sunlight breaking in her smiles
She was breathtaking
In everyone's eyes

Which makes people wonder
What makes her so?
She always answers
Love makes her so
Dallas Hogue Feb 2015
I wonder,
If the sunrise ever looks down on our inhabitants,
And holds it's breathe as the beauty of life overwhelms even that of the sky
They say head over heels
But that has never made sense to me
I walk head over heels
You've flipped me upside-down
*I'm heels over head
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