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Amaris Nov 2019
I don't know if anyone is out there
A greater being responsible for individual fates
I've wandered around the base of the cross
Bothered philosophers with debates
Read ancient words that gave hope to the past
But if anything exists, I'm not embarrassed
To say, "Thank you"
That I didn't wake up crying this morning
That instead I got up and decided to sing
That I have a skill in organizing lists
That I have a little brother I actually miss
That I have a kitten as cute as can be
That my boyfriend really loves me
That I have parents whom I believe mean well
Even though sometimes it's hard to tell
That we've all grown, so our relationships have too
It's been better than I myself could have construed
So I take a moment, before the sun awakes
To forget all the headaches and the heartbreaks
And be happy and grateful, instead
Excited to look onto the future ahead
Akvpoems Nov 2019
Dear Science

Thank you for waking me up to the real world. Memorizing some terms and concepts for the sake of exams sometimes make me feel disappointed (and sleepy) but then I remember, there is essence in what you teach. Life can be hard at times, but you make me appreciate it more. Technical terms I might forget in the future doesn't matter but what I've learned from you.

Sincerely,
Me
I'm not aiming to be a scientist, nor a biologist, not even a zoologist, and so many more with -ist. I just want to say, thank you Science for everything you've taught. Now that I'm older, I realize I have just been really learning now. All those past years, I felt I had just been studying. Lol

As if Science is a person haha
Mark Oct 2019
The night is perfect.

Cold air relief
From the loud
Heat of the bus.

Beyond the road
People laugh
And embrace;
A perfect soundtrack
That ignites the silent stillness.  

I don't know where
You're coming from,
So I look both ways:

Left.
Right.
Left.
Right.
Left.
A headlight!

Every time
An approaching car
Announces itself
Through engine and gravel,
I turn and look up as
A speedbump throws light
Flaring through my retina,
Obscuring everything,
So that for a few seconds,
I have no idea
If it's you or not.

And with each passing car,
My anticipation
Grows.
And my excitement
Grows.

I am happy.
Jules Oct 2019
I keep thinking about it
Looking for a sign
I know I'm not blind
But I still kling to the idea
The idea of you and I
I can see she makes you happy
More than we'd ever be
And for that I'm grateful
You're living your dream
Akvpoems Oct 2019
Do we need to lose something just to see its worth?

Do we need to get sick just to realize how blessed we are of having a healthy body?

Maybe, yes. Because losing or lacking of something may mean realizing one thing we should be grateful of.
Makenzie Marie Oct 2019
Nothing compares to a love like this. I didn’t even know this could exist.
You touch me and there’s automatic peace. You carry me to bed when I fall asleep.
You tuck me in to keep me warm,
Or let me wear your coat even though you can’t feel your arms.
You tell me daily how much you love me,
And it’s what you’re always demonstrating.
You listen to me read novels and poetry.
And (almost) never interrupt me.

I hope that I do enough for you
To show you that I love you, too.
Oh God, I'm happy in this morning,
Being free of problem solving,
Living loving the road I'm hitting,
The misery I'm passing through.


Oh, how I would be free to suffer
Other mornings and another,
Filled with oh-such charming pattern,
Being happy after all.


Oh happy! Seeing all gifts that matter,
A marrow and a loving mother,
Ever radiating on the darker-darker
Sight that I'm still having though.


Oh, the obscure morrow and yester -
All those possible disaster
Are enlightened and farther- farther
Now.


Oh God, I'm happy in the now-happening;
I wish this moment pending padding,
I would leave all those doubtful setting'
And resting for ever in a now.
12.11.2018
bhu Oct 2019
Talks were talks
Sometime, somewhere, not somebody

A minute after, fondness
Reflection of my naivety

To come were moments of easily dismissible presumptions
Devoid of intrinsic rationality

Then the gush of apprehension
Soaking me with doubts about my sanity

A minute before irrevocable acceptance
Good to finally meet you, reality

Talks are talks now
Sometime, somewhere with somebody
s Sep 2019
There’s some sunshine left on the grass.
I pocket it, and hope it lasts.
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