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I hover over this space,
A cliffside from a peak of happy
Knowing the roller coaster tracks led me
And there’s only the drop-down
Facing back with a gradual distaste,
Knowing time can’t turn back
As quickly as it’s spent,

I want to levitate.
Float here forever,
Be as still as Everest
Bury my head in snow-capped weather
Freeze this moment so it doesn’t spoil
Keep it still so I won’t chase it -
As quickly as it’s spent.

Don’t let the wind sigh,
Don’t let the cool fingertips of a breeze
Push upon my shoulders,
I’m clumsy, and easily led Into the fall.

Painted in black as the abyss calls
Running through my light
Choking aura, bludgeoning happy
I want to stay right here,
Hovering, gently spinning
Reliving the feeling left upon my lips,
Silky, soft, sweet and succulent
Taste it again, as quickly as it’s spent.
For all those who have good runs only for something to plummet you back down to the ground. Keep getting up, and keep chasing those moments!
I have played this game before.
My accolades adorn the walls.
This pull-push dance is tiring.

This time,
when I see myself
being pulled into the whirlpool—
I let it.

Drown me, baby.
Show me how love works.

I’ll wait for the little things:
the stolen glances,
the awkward silence.

I hope you are the other end,
your arms stretched out.
I want to run to you
and tell our daughter:

This is what love is.

I will tell her—
someday, a man will come.
And when you set out
to write about sorrow,
you will smile,
thinking of his warmth.
True happiness, a positive attitude,
Everyone has inside, they could spread,
With others, throughout each day,
So many hide, those feelings, or show,
A fast flash, then back to a negative,
Story, for some it’s like self-torture,
Not letting, the subject fade.
Someone trying to create something positive,
In this material world, today, spending, time,
Working around their own mistakes, they might hear,
That’s ok, unless they receive, a lot in pay.
So many have a bad attitude, is it a subconscious,
Trained reaction, taught to the public some way,
It would be a challenge, for most to just talk about,
Positive things in their life, repeating them, for just one day,
And walking away from those who complain, or talk negative,
With the words they say.

                       The original: Tom Maxwell  © 06/11/2025 AD
Look for the good in others, be positive with the words you say!
My forever started the moment I met you,
A simple breath, a world rearranged.
We laughed, two spirits entangled,
Learning the quiet rhythms of existence,
Each day, a soft discovery,
A gentle unfolding.

That first virtual kiss, like rain on our faces,
A digital spark igniting a real flame,
A cinematic moment etched deep within.
I know your history, every shade and contour,
Yet I hunger for the retelling,
Each detail is a new sunrise.

Your brushstrokes, a continuous melody of colors upon the canvas,
They hold me captivated, a private symphony of hues.
You have truly been seen, wholly embraced,
Just as you are, a vulnerable offering.
Look into these eyes, love's silent plea,
I tell you 'I love you', A Whispered Promise.

I dream of your presence at the final curtain,
Your face, a beacon as shadows lengthen.
To fall with grace, your hand in mine,
At that last breath, a shared stillness.
Is that alright? This profound yearning,
This desire for eternity with you.

May your presence linger when I falter,
When the path becomes unclear, and I stray from myself.
I pray for your strength, your gentle guidance,
To lift me up when the weight becomes too much.
A warm celebration, our tapestry of years,
Woven with tenderness and unwavering faith.

I envision our future, a living fairy tale,
Family dinners, roots deepening into shared earth.
Teaching little voices the simple courtesies,
"Thank you," "please," the foundations of kindness.
Knowing, with you by my side,
Everything will always be more than alright.
Mateah 3d
I cry for countless things
For birds with broken wings
For toys left by growing kids
For discarded wedding rings

I cry for characters on screen
Personas I've never truly seen
Whose stories echo familiar
With wisdom that I might glean

I cry for broken hearts
For unsuccessful starts
For fields of wildflowers
That are staked then ripped apart

I cry for rivers that can't be crossed
I cry for things not yet lost
And even within remarkable love
I cry, knowing what love will cost

I have a friend who cries
For rose-tinted skies
For the first looks given
From a newborn babies eyes

She cries for happy endings
And noble, generous spending
She cries for torn friendships
That are slowly but surely mending

She cries from staggering laughter
Or jumbled kitchen disasters
Or while attempting obscure talents
That we both know she never will master

I think it's something special
To have tears so freely deployed
At the sight of heartbreak and beauty alike
What a gift, to cry for joy.

What I see in her brings tears to my eyes
I crave that untethered jubilee
And in my longing, I realize
The beginnings of it in me
I realized not too long ago a trait in my best friend that I really loved: she cries happy tears a lot. I also realized that I rarely do. If I do cry in a happy moment, often it's because I'm preemptively mourning whatever it is that is causing joy. I hope to feel the depth of joy that my friend does more often without sorrow stealing it.
ProfMoonCake Jun 4
Breathe in and out.
He will be different—
Better than the rest.
Give it a chance.
Don’t decide for him.

Breathe in and out.
Smile when he calls you pretty.
Blush at his antics.
Shiver while holding the phone.
Let the words flow through.

Breathe in and out.
Baby girl, this is by design.
Leave the pain behind.
Imagine holding his hand.
Bask in his warmth.

Breathe in and out.
Your friend is right:
Life will get better.
Focus on you now.
Learn a dish or two.

Breathe in and out.
Breathe in and out.
Breathe in and out.
Jamie Jun 3
Seeing sunny play
Happy, excited and free
Tail wags happily

Crying with my mom
After a heavy movie
Letting the tears fall

Existing in
The vast water of the lake
Watching the sun fall

Reading a big book
Full of so many stories
Waiting to be told

Going down to the
Cabin to run and play
Splashing in the water

Laying in the grass
Sun looking down at me
To greet me hello

Small moments that feel
Incredibly freeing
And keep me okay.
The depths should
Cry out your name and
The winds ought to whisper
A solemn elegy for you

But Earth kept spinning
And the crowds kept laughing
Oblivious to the fact that
You're suddenly gone

How dare they
Finding happiness
In a world without you?
How could I ever forgive them for not mourning for you...?
Henryk Jun 1
A mother sees her son crying:

Mother: "My son, why are you crying".

Son: "mother I am in pain".

Mother: "Where does it hurt and I shall make it better".

The son points to his heart

Mother: "Oh my sweet boy. The only way to heal that which ails you is to confront that which you fear".

The son stares into the sky

Son: "Why...why, why must I feel this way"

Mother: "Because we are human, we laugh, we cry, we love. Sometimes it's not about the "how" you feel but the "why".

Son: "Mother, does the pain ever go away?"

Mother: " Of course it does, you have nothing to fear because everything will be alright in the end and if everything is not alright.......then it is not yet the end".

Son: "Mother, how did you overcome that which you feared?"

Mother: "Well that's simple. I met your father and we stepped into the unknown together. He said with something unsaid on both ends surely we know the difference" .

Son: " I understand now. It is not the "why" I must focus on but the "how" to move forward".

Mother: "One day you will find your reason to keep moving forward and it will surprise you in ways you could never imagine".
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