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Sher Sep 2017
Where do I start?
I still remember the warmth you gave me when i had my breakdown moments
How you never miss the ‘good morning’ and ‘goodnight’ texts despite your busy life
How you’d surprised me with gifts and secret letters
And how you changed me, to a better me.

Dear you,
its funny to think how I started drinking coffee thanks to you
Eating your favourite cereal which u first introduced me to
Listening to the same song over and over just because you do too
Reading the book you gave me every night before I sleep.

Dear you,
How can I forget the memories we had together
Momentarily, but filled with euphoria and love
Our travels and adventures from one destination to the next
With no one but us, just us.

I miss you, I miss us, I miss everything we had, no second thoughts
One day I hope you’ll realize how i’ve been yearning for your love
How I hope we can have second chances
To understand, to love, to support each other
To be a better us.
"you know I'm always here if you need me right? Always. Remember that"
Conor Letham Sep 2017
Sunflower cereal;
trickled clumps
cast into demi-
dune sacrificial,
China region
size cup cusp,
awaiting
the
cantankerous
gulps of pearl
globules seeped
through crinkle
cut skin petals
to sounds like
wet paper pulp
mulch peeling
in a bake sizzle.
Thoughts on a morning
Delta Swingline May 2017
After these past 2 weeks...

A bowl of cereal that's 35% grain and 65% milk seems best when it's 100% cold.

And isn't that just the simplest thing for me to do right now?

I haven't eaten cereal regularly since I was a kid.

It seems nostalgic.

Bring me back to a time when things were simpler.

When things were easier.
I usually don't get up early enough to eat breakfast.
Poetic T May 2017
I'm three years old,
        my mummy asks me?

"What ya wanna be when ya grow up,

"A serial killer mummy,

After that she hide the knifes?

[Puzzlement] covered my face, now that's
a big word for someone who's three, spell
check if you want to see.....

"Baby you ok?

[Puzzlement,] "I know go me. She looked
as I did was this look was it somewhat
[contagious] "I know I'm three,

"Yes mummy I'm a cereal killer. I plunge
my spoon in to my breakfast till it seeps
milk then when I've finished I bury it.

"Bury it, yes in the bin mummy there
remains rot and make fertilizer.
"My mummy looked relived,

But I didn't tell her I bury them in the garden,
in the little black bags in the flower bed.
Decaying cereal feeding the flowers nourishment.
I'm three years old, cereal killer
Choking Angel Apr 2016
"Silly rabbit, trix are for kids!"
Well dang, who's to say he doesn't want any trix?
Isn't he the one on the front of the box?
He represents something that he can't have.
That's ****** up.
Maybe, just maybe
he wants to eat
You ****** little kids keeping it form him
like, he just wants some cereal
Have you put into consideration of his feelings?
I hate the trix commercial, its so dumb
like, rejecting someone's cereal from them!
I would get mad if I were the "silly rabbit"
Well dang
Now i want some cereal....
Lets go eat some Trix together, Rabbit
Sienna Luna Jan 2016
Waking up
Is the best thing
a person can do.
Milk and cereal;
Empty-headed thoughts.
crunching,
With swallows.
Humanity
At the beginning.
Scribbles made
By one fine woman
Who knows who she is.
Waking up
Is the best thing
a person can do.
Sienna Luna Nov 2015
Seeing your face

                  is like diving straight

                                              into a bowl

                                                       of Lucky Charms cereal

                                                         ­                    that's only the marshmallows.
Ophira Aug 2015
I swear, we're just missing one thing
Just one last piece, and it'll all make sense.
I don't know, she says
But what she didn't know was the truth
But she wasn't alone because neither did you.
Cereal, you say
Okay,
Then what's the big deal?
It's just ***, after all.
No, it's personal, to me.
Oh, like my weeds and my love for you
You're trying to hide yourself from me
But that's what you're worried about, isn't it?
That I'll see your rushing blood as You, You the Libido
No, love, you're not, and it's time you knew
That I love you more than you love yourself
So don't go hiding from this light
Let me find you out, open and honest and bright
So one day I can hold you at night
And look in your eyes
And know that I'm the only one
Who's ever had this much of you
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