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Evangeline, on the soulless night of February, I continue growing my broken wings. I remain sentimental, wasting my tears away. When I look at you, all I sense is the growing impatience that I will never be able to sit with you.

Even if I bloom with these wings and my graceful tears, I don't believe you will hear my silent pleas and whimsical, hopeful yearnings.

I am a tree with seeds of sadness buried deep in the earth. A rotting fruit of desires. I could never be as majestic as you, chère Evangeline. I am eloquently silent, with my lips tightly shut; I am a crumbling mountain, and madness slowly decapitates my light—but make it poetical.

Make my sadness profoundly graceful. Make my body arch like the slipper orchids. Make me a beautiful yet distant star, Evangeline.
princess and the frog was one of my favorite disney films, and I can't help but also wish on the evening star, evangeline, in hopes my wishes will come true too.

let down - radiohead
Chari 3d
As the shine in the darkened sky
I can't help but to wonder why
Why are we so far apart
Just like the very start

I have spent much time in the clouds
In my head, sorting my belief from my doubts
Disappearing from the present tense
Neverending expanding clouds make sense

In a place of my own
A place I can call home
Sometimes I forget to live
All I end up doing is breathe

I disconnect trying to reach you
I try way too hard, that's the issue
From times I don't try at all
I'm in a paradox, an endless fall

A few things hardly meet
A solar eclipse
A will refusing to retreat
And the pillars in our eyes

I've grown fond
Of the shine from the sun
I've replaced it with a glow
That resonates from your skin so

In the heavens above
Do the stars shine as bright
As the light of your eyes
Or do they somber like the shade of my heart
some food for thoughts :)
Jay Lewis Jan 10
We lived in different cities,
we were two worlds apart.
Each night I knew,
we felt less lonelier,
when we looked up,
at the moon and the stars.

Now we live in the same house.
Trying to make it a home.
Yet I get the feeling,
That we’re not on our own.

And it’s not the stars,
that are watching us now.
There are these shadows,
they seem to linger around.

I have the strangest gut instinct that your being distant.
And as the phrase “Distance makes the heart grow fonder” would have been enough to hold back any of my worries or woes.
Yet my mind has began wonder,
And I think to myself:
What happens when that feeling goes?
greatsloth Dec 2024
In the midst of jolly red
I alone stood bit distant,
Aloof, and somewhat lonely

Merry is just an arms reach
Yet that gap felt like light-years
Among the crowd, I'm not one

I chose to let the cold seep
It built me my apathy
Supressing both joy and tears

But what sealed can be unsealed,
A hint of warm, long lost love
And I'll wish for stars collide.
Emily Raso Dec 2024
I’ve written to you many times, through notepads and phone screens.
They transcend to you in another time,
when you can understand the words I never sent.

I shouted your name, and the sky carried it with the wind.
It flows, whisking leaves, unfolding at your doorstep.

I blew bubbles into puddles you stepped through, soaking you from within.
This is how you’ll feel me.

Distant echoes in shadows, quiet murmurs in stillness.
That’s when you’ll hear me—
even without these words.
Ejiro Nov 2024
Do you remember the first time we met?
you probably haven’t but that’s alright
before we were strangers
we didn’t know anything about each other
and yet we lived in two separate worlds
It’s only when we started to have quick glances at each other when we crossed paths
is when our worlds collided into one big universe
first it was quick glances
then holding eye contact for a while
to then small talk that’ll last for a few minutes
and then finally we started walking the same direction and talking about anything that can keep us entertained for one another
but now we started to grow distant
and I really don’t know why
we used to be on the same path
but now we’re forced to take different directions
we still take quick glances at each other still
but I feel as our universe is starting to separate over time
and the only thing left now
is a nebula
and a supernova
ABSENCE makes
the ❤️ HEART ❤️ GROW FONDER,
BEING APART makes
the ❤️ LOVE ❤️ MORE STRONGER,
DISTANCE AWAY makes
the RELATIONSHIP LONGER,
Will this ❤️ LOVE LAST FOREVER ❤️ ??
YOU CAN'T HELP BUT TO WONDER!!!
When being away, LIVING MILES APART,
YEARNING and LONGING for the ❤️ SOUL OF YOUR HEART ❤️,
Even though you're MANY MILES AWAY,
YOU will REUNITE, REAL SOON, ONE DAY.
SO UNTIL THEN, YOU ARE DISTANCE
❤️LOVERS❤️,
THAT CARES FOR EACH OTHER and THERE AIN'T NO OTHER,
HAVING A ❤️ DEEP LOVE CONNECTION ❤️ and ❤️ LOVE ❤️ONE ANOTHER,
ABSENCE MAKES YOU DISTANCE but
❤️ TOGETHER IS FOREVER ❤️!!!
A LOVE ❤️ THAT IS TIGHT, CLOSE AND SO TRUE,
EVEN MILES APART,
YOUR❤️❤️❤️ LOVE❤️❤️❤️ STILL
SHINES THROUGH!!!!


B.R.
Date: 9/11/2024
This one here is for the DISTANT LOVERS, Now, DID I LEAVE ANYTHING OUT???
Jeremy Betts Aug 2024
Silence
I wish for more of it
Violence
They'll always be more in store I bet
Distance
Can't get enough of it
Reliance
Runs parallel with my regret

©2024
My Dear Poet Jul 2024
I do not remember
how it is that we forget
when and why we got here
and how we ever met

I do not remember
what we both can’t recall
words that we would say
or didn’t say at all

I do not remember
what you also do not
what we said we never will
and what we both forgot
Jeremy Betts Feb 2024
My worst fear realized
Beyond scared & paralyzed
the moment I recognized
the signs in the fading eyes
of a lover as she re-lives the lies
& cries herself to sleep with sorrowful lullabies
Ones only heard by the clouds and the stars they pass by in the night skies
The ones just as lonely and as distant as a sunrise
on the moons romanticized dark sides
mingling with the anticipated replies to the backlog of "why's"
that don't even bother with fly-bys
Somewhere out past where hope dies
Where both love and hate are lobotomized
then cannibalized
even weaponized
for passion triggered crimes
leaving no one surprised
Where the only allies one finds
arrive in disguise
as the best of times
as the worst of times
building up to a multitude of inevitable good-byes
How was I to vocalize
a mess of this size
when I don't have the ability to visualize
even loosing such a prize...

©2024
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