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In blink of an eye your demeanor turns around
Within hurtful remarks self-esteem is drowned
You have the power to make house feel like home
With one blow ease is crushed like walls are made of styrofoam
I long to seal emotions behind bars made of steel
Wounds inflicted by tongue of man take too long to heal
I want to be the person you view potential for
In this room feel the opposite of all you adore
By side I feel privileged being the partner you chose
Pressure is weighing on the roof and steadily it grows
Patiently waiting for me to evolve into the image you desire
Continue striving for perfection but muscles are starting to tire
Pause just a little longer so I can prove my worth
Not only you but also myself
Show purpose on earth
For too many years I have convinced myself I'm not enough
Inner voice whispering I'm ugly because my edges are rough
I see you standing there
I'm so glad to call you mine
A distant star in space you warm skin with your shine
I carry heart everywhere heavy as a stone
Worrying I'll drop it and I'll be left alone
I like how you are a gentleman
Treat me so **** nice
Your touch excited my nerves
Thawing my armor of ice
On top of body
My problems fade away
Long as we're connected I know everything will be okay
Till I am on my deathbed about to meet the reapers touch
Even then I'll have no fear of your hand is there to clutch
I forever will do my very best to witness your handsome smile
May not believe in God but discover myself praying you'll stay awhile
To be cause of your happiness is what I yearn for the most
Whenever we're apart haunt my cranium like a ghost
From gods above to the devils below and all that lies between
Your presence what provides color and vibrance to every single scene
And the meaning I've unveiled since the second we first kissed  
Resulted in realization you're an angel radiating endless comfort and bliss
When I began writing poem I wrestled with a conflicted frustration
Skepticism making it hard to understand your expectations
To reach compromise each must learn how to slightly bend
I'd don a mask for anyone else but for you refuse to pretend
You're the only one able to disarm defenses
I can't help but wonder what it will take to come to your senses
I can only dismiss so much criticism before I snap and lose control
Hate for you to dive in after to rescue me from that hole
To put up with ups and downs I'm sure puts you through hell
Hope my love also feels like a taste of heaven as well
Are the good parts worth the bad?
Justination Oct 2024
In the garden where dreams once bloomed
Silent shadows of hope are tombed
Fractured petals drift in the breeze
Whispers of what could have been with ease

Each choice a step on a winding road
Laden with burdens, a heavy load
The laughter once bright now tinged with doubt
As echoes of plans unravel, fade out

A painter's brush, once bold and free
Now hesitates where colors disagree
A canvas flaws with streaks of gray
Reflects the heart, led astray

In the dance of days, we stumble and sway
Navigating the ruins of dreams gone astray
With every misstep, a lesson unfolds
In the carpet woven with threads of gold

Yet in failures clutch, we learn to arise
Through broken paths, we grow wise
For in each setback, a spark ignites
In the darkest of nights we reclaim our light

So raise a glass to the roads untraveled
To the hopes once cherished, now unraveled
For life's failures are chapters, not the end
In the grand story, they help us amend

Embrace the flaws, the bends and breaks
In the ashes of sorrow, resilience awakes
With every setback, let courage ignite
For the heart still beats and the dawn brings new light
snipes Aug 2022
foggy memories arise as the sun speaks
good-morning

peace of mind falls as the moon winks
good-night

                                                 - ups and downs
                                                 a life of balances

                                                      ­                  …
Everyday now seems like Today
CrackedMoonboy Jun 2021
Life is a big road trip

nothing is set in stone, cause
every day is a new sheet of paper

you choose what can make the paper
look good or bad


just like life, it can be you eating a nice meal
or you making bad deals and not getting
the best meal
Life is what you make it to be
Wilkes Arnold Apr 2021
Life is pain.
But I wouldn't say
I've always felt this way.
Pain is a cruel and hateful teacher,
Demanding I fight for each and every breath.
I'm grateful towards death,
That it will all end at some point.
It's a ******* shame
That life has no real reason or aim.
What a peculiar thing
Standing on the shore
of this big wide sea
Looking at the horizon
as far as the eyes can see
All my life in front of me
Little ripple waves
Big foaming thunder storm
I stand there facing all
Shakingly cold
watching lightning touch down under
Standing there await
other  days of wonder
while the storm has gone
and the sun goes under.

Shell ✨🐚
Life is as a sea. Never knowing if it will be calm or if there will be thunder.
Regina Jun 2020
tribute to down's syndrome children.....you are God's flowers,
His joy, His own
Nylee May 2020
It's a routine
and there is a disruption
Everything is fine
On the surface
Dig deeper, an eruption.

Let's believe in it
but worry is constant companion,
Hope is whimsical
It flutters and breaks
And burns again with flame.

It was a dream,
A beginning and the end,
A living breathing trend.
But a life is beyond imagination,
Ups and downs and a show.

Now to this slowdown,
We don't know,
The time in abundance
Is going to drain
A fear turning to a new name.

The year has been
straight out of some ******* movie
It is building and building
and no one knows
what kind of end it will bring.
Dark lover Mar 2020
Life is like a pyramid stairs where everyone struggles to step up, some takes few steps up and drift down-up until finally and gradually they slide down ward,  while some makes it to the top of the pyramid and tarry for a while before stepping down through the other part of the pyramid or steps down  the same path they have paved.
But there are those never privileged to take a step...
Pyramidal melancholy.
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