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Wendy Wong Feb 2017
I did not believe in
Cats that grin
Or magical pumpkins

Nor mesmerising lights
That shine brighter
Than the city’s bright nights

But this all changed
When hugs were exchanged
Your eyes make me deranged

When you draped your jacket
Over my shoulders
like a warm blanket

As cliche as this sounds
Even I myself was dumbfounded
Since this fairytale avenue
Is only possible with you
<3
Kai Jan 2017
Love me or hate me,
I will never let you go,
Being with you makes my heart glow,
I will stay by your side holding your fragile hand,
look into your eyes so you could understand,
For you are the reason why my heart is still beating.
so cliche. ._.
Julie Grenness Jan 2017
He smiled with his eyes at me,
Is that a cliché to thee,
One for my treasury,
He smiled with his eyes at me.
Feedback welcome.
blue mercury Jan 2017
will you show me all the places
that make you feel at home
when you're feeling out of place
with no where else to go?

because lately i've been
feeling like a square peg,
trying to fit into a round hole.

but you make me feel
like there are places
i belong.

will you listen to music with me in the graveyard
with my head against your chest,
and let me sing about a place so far
as you say you like me best?

because lately i've been
hoping for something sweet
and i felt when you held my hand.

as you helped me
like a delicate flower
over a stone wall.

will you tell my i'm worthy a million times,
until i believe in you, in that truth,
with all my heart despite my crimes
because of the love i feel when with you.

because lately i've been
thinking you're something soft
someone i could grow to love someday.

you are not the
shield you put up, so
open your gates to me.
WHERE ARE ALL THESE FEELINGS COMING FROM????????
blue mercury Jan 2017
i never
believed in forever
but you make me
want to
be proven wrong

you make me feel
like a lunar glow
like light
like something to
look at

i don't want it to end.

i want you to
zip up my
backpack
on the way home
and call me cute
and clumsy

and say i sneeze
like a kitten.

and i don't want it to end
i'm glowing baby
R Arora Jan 2017
Observing the lives today, I found them pretty clichéd.
People  are  doing  boring, average  things,
Belonging  to  the  same old  category;
Lined up in a queue of monotony.
Though,  some  souls  do  exist,
Who love to step out of line;
Who despise falling in.
*Those are the ones
Who stand out.
Imagery. ^And this is not clichéd ;)
JR Falk Jan 2017
When I opened the Christmas gifts you got for me and vice versa.

On the way out to eat, you looked over your right shoulder just to observe traffic and all I could think about was how clear your eyes were from my view.

Every single time we say goodbye on the phone.

When we were sitting in Qdoba and you grabbed my hands, stared at me, smiled, and chuckled, insisting I was cute.

We were looking at the Waukesha skyline, and as we turned to get back to your car and escape the December cold, you tripped over the last standing Christmas tree that overlooked the city and I laughed hysterically.

When we raced across the Target parking lot and you beat me by a landslide, but you almost knocked a family over as you hardly stopped yourself from running into them.

The first time we ever skyped, my heart stopped as you looked at your whiteboard, doing homework. I still stop myself from saying it, every time you do.

When I was sitting in the passenger seat of your car in the Target parking lot, and you leaned over and kissed me. No warning. Just the kiss. You pulled back and smiled, forehead to forehead. Neither of us said one word.

When you spoke to me in nothing but Dance Gavin Dance lyrics for practically a whole day.

When you told me that this wasn't the relationship you thought it would be. I bit my tongue and held back tears.
I let you vent.
I let you disconnect.
I feel like I don't even have you anymore.

12.26.2016
10:37pm
Not Lauren Nov 2016
I miss you - and it pains me to say it
but
the moon doesn't glimmer light it used to & I'm beginning to think that maybe you took it for own when I said bright nights were what I lived for.
Kem-Ann Nov 2016
As the night whistles, he whispered goodnight,
a kiss in the forehead
and a hug so tight

Sleep so calm as his arms wrapped around,
safe and sound
finally, I'm home bound

Few times I've failed, guess this time is different,
he is the one,
he truly is permanent

Valentines, Halloweens and Christmases we shared,
the screams, the fights
and the hateful words we've aired

Kisses and tears, oddly perfect kind of pair,
'Sorry' after 'Sorry'
yet we managed to bear

Our spark , our vibe makes me blush thereafter,
even those senseless thoughts
and genuine laughter

Engagement came, fast forward to wedding,
such a plot
that i have my happy ending.
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