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She says she is lesbian
I fix a cup of Oolong tea
I just needed someone to talk to
She is looking straight through me
She says her heart is broken
I see the pieces all around
I just can't be alone now
Your the only one I've found

So the night made up a midnight
And the music made up songs
And she built up her castles
Before they came tumbling down
And she looked just like an angel
One without her feathered wings
And I wanted to kiss her
But she collected only Queens

The night turned into daylight
She said she had to go
But she wanted to thank me
Most people would've said no
And then she hugged me
like a big brother to me you are
Then in another second
She was driving off in her car

And she looked just like an angel
One without her feathered wings
Still she flew on without me
An angel without any rings
And my heart was breaking
Fool you can't be this way I say
Still she was an angel
Without a halo to display
grim-raven Jun 2015
But then again...
When it's time for people to leave
We need to let them go
If demons can possess people,
Why can't angels do it so?

Yes it already seemed perfect
But dear, nothing last
That halo on his head
Can also turn to dust
harmony crescent May 2015
in the corner
you see my tears
you see my empty face

in my corner
curled up like always
why move

in this corner
im nothing without love
so true

in the corner
you can't see it
and neither can i

*My Halo
bluestarfall Jan 2015
The lucent halo covered her wedding gown,
Exchanging glances they took the bridal vows,
Beside the tablescape he wore her the crown,
With a sparkling mirth, she canoodled her spouse.

The chirpy memories are still alive,
Emerging out of the star-crossed soul,
The mortal malady shall perish, and bliss will thrive,  
Tribulations shall cease, with attempts to console.

The spotlight flashed his eyes,
Teardrops gently rolled over his cheeks with a surprise,
Resting his mind awhile, he gazed at the skies,
The wholehearted love seemed to be a sublime paradise.
Greyson Fay Dec 2014
I lost my halo
The one that made my eyes sparkle
The one that spread on my smile with my morning toast

Now I dont eat
My eyes stay on the ground
And I can't breathe.
      is this a poem or a self diagnosis you idiot?
I dont care.
Feed me needles and nails.
Maybe then I will understand.
The pain she feels when she looks at me.
When she looks at me

*cant even bear to see me
Native Intuition Aug 2014
There is a lining of shimmering finality
that encompasses every thought I have of you.
You have never been a passer-by in my mind,
never disappearing out of sight.
I have dreams of building
a permanent residence for us on the moon,
foundations solid and set with stone.

Sometimes when the world gets to be too much,
I close my eyes and visit you there.
Our castle in the sky,
built for the Queen of the Night.
On the edge of the roof we sit and laugh,
looking down at the Earth below.
I wake up alive, on the ground I lie,
in awe of your lunar halo.
Joe Wilson Jul 2014
Pleasant thoughts of beauty
fill my waking hours
watching you, just watching you
as you tend your beloved flowers.

I’ve watched with joy for many years
and I always feel the same
as beautiful as the flowers are
to you they can’t hold a flame.

Flowers grow from your loving care
and in the breeze I see
they seem to smile as you pass them
I think they agree with me.

I sometimes wonder as I watch
how life could be so kind
to grant me life within a world
that allowed me you to find.

And as the dusk approaches
a halo glows round your head
perhaps you are an angel
and I’m in Heaven instead.

©Joe Wilson – My waking hours 2014
Erin Hankemeier May 2014
Please help me to say good-bye,
It's okay to feel hurt, It's okay to cry.

I promise I will not be in pain anymore
I promise that my promises will be sure.

It hurts like hell,
But this is my last farewell.

My soul is now in Heaven
So lay me down in that wooden coffin.

Hold my hand, then let me go
You look at me, then walk away slow

Oh, How I wish I could hold you,
To tell you that my love is still true.

I want to speak and see your face
I long to be held once more in your arms of grace.

A single tear rolls down your cheek,
You can not form the words you want to speak.

You remember the past six years,
The smiles, laughs, even the tears.

I know it will be hard to do,
But promise me you will find a girl just for you.

I have moved on to bigger things,
I received my halo and my wings.

I believe there is a reason for everything,  
Even if we didn't get our spring wedding.

Now I will help you to say good-bye,
It's okay to hurt, it's okay to cry.

I promise I will hold you close in my heart,
There, we will never be apart.

*I promise to keep my promises, my love
This was written in the spur of the moment. I just wrote what I felt and a bit more.
This piece is about a man and a woman who have been together for six years. She is dead, but she is watching over him. She wants to tell him that it is okay if he finds a new love, just not ever to forget her. She promises to keep him close to her heart, and she promises to keep her promises.

Enjoy!
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