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Pao Jun 2018
Not with a smile spread across my lips
Or an energetic laugh
Making my two friends holler with joy
As I spill out a witty remark.

But rather
With downcast eyes
Glaring at the shadowed pavement
Hoodie dangling from my shoulder
Stack of binders desperately trying to slip from my grip.
The moon beginning to make its descend
Behind the towering bus stop
Teenagers huddling around each other
Whispering into the muggy dawn.

My brain fuddling with sleep deprivation
I was always exhausted
Nothing satisfied my body  
Not the ambitions
Pumping in my veins
Strolling down the bustling streets
Of the city that never sleeps
Committed to land a position
As a front page writer
For the New York Times.

This routine of waiting
For a dream so far out of my reach
Is monotonous.
A cycle I can't quit
Even if I was granted the choice
I wrote this for a scholarship opportunity during my senior year of high school. I didn't get the scholarship.
Maria Etre May 2018
Hello,
I am she,
a year old
in your
memory...
31 in mine
have we
met before?
it feels
it's just more
Mystic Ink Plus Feb 2018
During a day, the One
May rise or fall,
May found or lost,
May get strong or weak,
Like a slow dream
Sun greets us
With sincere smile.

What am I, talking about?
Equality,  
Respect,  
Punctuality,
Loyalty,
Spirit,
I never paid Sun for being so faithful
I doubt, you don’t too
Though Sun greets us
With sincere smile.

They say, Sun burns
They say, Sun heals
It’s not Sun making choices
It’s you, who decides.
Shared from my Anthology, Canvas: Echoes and Reflections, 2018.
Seema Dec 2017
Sing me a song
Under these stars
Its being long
Time has passed
It doesn't matter
Now that you here
I feel much better
Having you near
Sitting with you
Passing the night
Stuck as glue
Hugging you tight
Wish that tonight
Never fades away
My world glows bright
Having you all the way
You are my happiness
You are my tear
You fill my emptiness
And drive away my fear
I love you my dear
Hope you forever stay
Why wait another year
I know you'll find us a way
To be with me everyday
Till then there's a wait
For another meet
Please don't be late
For my garland greet...

©sim
Fictional write.
George Krokos Nov 2017
I am at a loss when it comes to loving thee
and wonder how this could ever really be.
Love's a feeling that rises up from the heart
and is directed towards one who's apart;
when two people may both casually greet
or when they are by fate destined to meet.
______
Written in 2017.
HappyHappyHappy Feb 2017
Hello!
Who ever is reading this- I have something very important to say!

You're amazing. I may not know you, but you're cool.

You're beautiful.

You're smart.

You're awesome.

You're kind.

Do you know why I'm saying this to you, even though I don't know you?

Because I know that everyone(including you) is a fantastic person.

You may not be one at this right moment, but you are.

I love you.
Never lose hope!(wow that was all of a sudden)
Edison Manuel Jan 2017
Party hats with little mermaid prints
Gummy bears and cupcakes for a sweet tooth
Chicken joy and nuggets
And a genuine smile clad on your face
A chocolate fountain to indulge
For a heart that's so huge

To make you happy,
To make you truly happy.

A candid portrait that glimmers
A beauty of a thousand stars I stole
An oreo cookie making my day
You are, pancake
The most genuine girl I ever knew
You will always belong to my world, little mermaid

I love you, A
Be happy on your birthday.
Amy H Jul 2015
A sound goes off from the other room.
oh boy who's coming in to see me?
should I play it cool with a glance,
or abandon myself belly up?
Here she comes,
and goes.
that **** smelly thing
I get this a lot.
if I could I'd break that coffee ***.
Here he comes,
oh yes,
I'll get this going.
my tail should work,
faster, faster, and a look him in the eye
But the door opens.
"Out.  Go ***."
always the same, "go ***"
be grateful your spot is inside
Open door.
person on couch!
oh boy!
it's my turn!
man, I love you
please scratch here, yes here
and this is the life
So forgiving,
no matter
how we make them wait.
Watching my two dogs eagerness is so fun.  I always grew up with a dog, but never had two.  Having more than one brings to attention the differences in their personalities.  But eagerness is something they all possess.  We probably should be taking a few plays from them.  It would sure make the people we love feel wanted, wouldn't it?
Solaces May 2015
I can always tell when I am on a different planet..  At times much of the surface looks the same as others...  But its when the stars come out at night..  Misplaced and rearranged they seem.. The stars of someone else's sky reminds me that I am never in the same place.. The constellations all have their stories..  I call it the book of stars.. As it is never ending to all the different eyes that behold them somewhere in time elsewhere...   This star page tells me I am on Earth tonight.. Orion is the first to greet me..  I must continue on..
The stars can tell you everything...
Jaimi M Jan 2015
Crawl across
this bed love,
and greet me with
your sweetest kiss.
I don't need a
million things
to bring a smile
to my lips,
just give me you
and I'll be content.
-JRM
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