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Mitch Prax Sep 2020
Today
I will pretend
it's any other day.
Today
I will try not
to cry out your name.
Today
I will try to not
to let it hurt so bad.
Today
was never meant
to be so sad.
Alaina Moore Sep 2020
I stumbled upon your linkedin yesterday,
and saw you frozen in time.
Read through an articulate and proud bio, and wished that that was still you embodied.  
Before all the pieces crumbled apart.
I didn't realize that it would haunt me.
What a feeling it is, to know you're alive, while mourning as if you're gone.
I would give you all my hope if it had a chance of saving you.
oluwajimi Sep 2020
Hey brother,
Do you still believe in the impossible?
Hey brother,
Are you still tough like I used to know?  
Hey brother,
How has life been with you?  
Hey brother,
It’s been long, would write to me?  
Hey brother,
Has time flown you by?  
Hey  brother,
Age is just a number, will you grow young again?
Cause when the stars start appearing
Would you appear too?  
Hey brother,
I am a writer now, will you pray for me?  
Bye brother
It has been a roller coaster, see you soon.
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Mercy Sep 2020
@niamornimo
We were a perfect couple
you know...
you took several steps ahead
while i took few back
and realized we had
a pen with ink full
but held on tightly onto
the eraser like it was
too good to be true.

i often wonder

of
the
same
  like
was it all silver lining
in the dark clouds
or a knight in shining armor???
and wake up on you know
"honey **** happens"
you see like a man
standing on the window
watching the sunrise.
As harmonious as the
scene is,
The melancholy written
on his perfect face
can't salvage his dying soul
that keeps giving in
into darkness.

I love you and
that's undeniable
as every time
am caught spacing out
Like a broken dam the
Out burst of
your existence from
my lips is overflowing
unable to make
the slightest progress
Hiding behind
A good old soul.

Am not sure
How to appreciate
The current feel
When am stuck on
The déjà s of yesterday.

Wishing i could stare
Right into your
Core through your eyes
Asking you to hold
My hand coz our
Next fall will be
In the old and grey
Greetings of
Yellow rays on our
perfect view of the
Ocean watching
The marvel unfold
And splendor of your
young old face
Giggle in flames of
yesterday to holding
our torch of tomorrow.
Love convinces otherwise sometimes...give it time
Jenie Sep 2020
One of many I love and shake in fear
from now onto the far future
to let me see them age year after year
I beg in the night the whole of nature

Happy and healthy and tall as their father
their lives in their hands as I take the pen
and I to hold and talk till grown and further
from playful boys to become caring men

While dawn slowly rises through the rain
I remember to cherish the good and exhale
together we will face the morrow's plain
whatever it brings be it sunshine or hail
s Sep 2020
the last thing I remember was you driving up the driveway and stopping to give treats to the dogs like you always did. You were the strongest person I knew, a giant of life, of love, of what's right. Your silver hair circled around the top of your hair like a shore inching towards invading the water. I never remember you being the least bit sick, sad, unhappy. You were the rock of our family.

That day was my birthday. you never missed a birthday or holiday or just a chance to get to tell us how much you love us even more. The day everything changed was my sisters birthday. We knew things weren't right when you hadn't texted her happy birthday, you were always the first one. I knew you were getting older, but this was just something you could get checked out and you'd be home that night. I kept telling myself it was gonna be okay, you were stronger than any worldly thing I knew.

The doctors said the swelling on your brain was going to be too much, and you'd never be that same giant of life I knew before. I still had the hope in my heart that you'd wake up and call me shelbs and hug me in the arms that I latched on to ever since I came into your life. That you'd get up and you'd be feeding the turkeys and deer the next morning. That you'd be there at Christmas and thanksgiving and my graduation and my wedding. The hardest thing I ever had to do was tell you it was okay to move on, that your job was done here on this earth, and I needed you to take care of me from above.

I write this after looking through the things you left behind. I put on the shirts that still smell like you. I slip my arms through the tunnels of the the sleeves and I remember your arms and how they wrapped all the way around me when you held me. My favorite item of them all- a series of post it notes full of your wit and thoughts. The one I love the most-

God has you in His arms, I have you in my heart.
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