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Harrison Leland Jun 2018
Inhale you in my lungs
Inject you in my veins
Memories of you still stuck in my brain
Connected as one
Soon to come undone
You were not the one
sadbadhabits May 2018
i remember one day i went to the eye doctor to figure out what was wrong with my eyes. my eyelids would get a huge ball on top of them and it always made me insecure because it would make me feel ugly. the doctor looked into my eyes and said, "you have very beautiful eyes. you have the eyes of a dreamer." and that stuck with me for so long. my eyes eventually healed, and my eyes became my favorite feature. my eyes look so beautiful when the sun hits them. they're a pure brown color, so smooth you would believe that they came from a painting. and my eyes are just as beautiful when im about to doze off. i dont know how to explain it, but when you look into my eyes, you can hear a voice telling you "im soft and innocent, and i would never hurt you in any way," which is true. i would never hurt anyone. i always make sure people are happy being around me. although my face may not be the prettiest, i know by having people look into my eyes they can see how beautiful my soul is.
something new i dont know
Awtumn May 2018
My favorite color is blue.
It was blue before I met you.
And unsurprisingly,
Even after you're gone.
I like blue in general.
I like faded blue jeans
And the bright blue of a butterfly's wings.
I like blue as lipstick.
And even as a food.
Blue is my favorite color
No matter the shade.
But my favorite shade of blue
Isn't the deep blue of the ocean,
Nor is it the pale blue of the sky.
It isn't even the shade of your eyes,
Which is somewhere in between.
No my favorite shade of blue
Would be that
Of forget-me-nots.
erin May 2018
if i don’t think about it,
did it happen?
if i don’t mention it,
is it real?
if i shut it out,
does it still live?
Mary-Eliz Apr 2018
artful creations

colors, charcoals

paints

stone and clay

wood and paper

bringing life
from
lifeless

form
from
formless

can the artist choose?
~~~
garden creations

shades of green

jade
artichoke
asparagus

fern, forest
and
jungle

mint, moss
and
pine

shamrock
tea, olive

mixed
with
a multitude
of blooming
hues

can the gardener decide on one?
~~~
kitchen creations

sweets and treats

savories and piquants

cakes and pies

meats, stews
casseroles

butter, garlic
lemon

rosemary
and
thyme

parsley
and
saffron

onions caramelized
to sweet

peppercorns
and
cardamon

tamarind, turmeric
nutmeg

combined in
precision
joy and
love

can the chef say which is best?
~~~

and thus
I challenge any poet

can you choose your favorite "child"?
I made myself hungry in that one part!
chloe Apr 2018
ruby.
you make me smile when i'm down.
you read me.
if you feel down and i am there.
you are always there for me.
forever you will be.
forget me not.
dont sway.
keep with me.
always be by my side.
if you move across the field will follow.
i want you to know. that i am sticky like glue and will always be like that.
please dont let me down.
forevermore x
rubys link~ chuck her a follow she's amazing x
https://hellopoetry.com/starrysky/
Amanda Kay Burke Apr 2018
My favorite part of losing you
Looking at my lonely soul
Finding what I thought I lost
When you left inside myself; I am whole
I thought he took a piece of me when he left but now i see thats not true.
TeeCrush Mar 2018
Maybe I wasn’t the one,
And maybe she wasn’t either.
But after all of that I couldn’t bring myself to leave her-
she’s too much fun.

She’s my favorite person to be around,
only my friend, but she’s a keeper
we’ve similar dreams, she’s a believer
She’s the coolest gal I’ve ever found.

Can’t blame me for trying,
Made some sacrifices but gained no ground.
And if I said I didn’t want her for myself, I’d be lying
Her laugh, so precious, I was hypnotized by my favorite sound.

But now I’ve come to terms, it’s only fair.
I can’t not talk to you forever,
I need you there - somewhere.

I want you to find a love and a happiness,
and if it meant I got to see you smile,
and if it meant you were truly happy,

I wouldn’t mind if you didn’t find it with me.
I recently fell so soul-crushingly in love with another artist only after knowing her for so little time. I'm dumb. She isn't into me. I can't bring myself to distance myself either, as she was an awesome friend prior to making my declaration. I know her heart's got its own pursuits and I wrote this poem to make it clear to her that I was okay with how things were going to be. I'm not okay with it but she read this poem and understood. Things are okay.
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