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camps Jan 9
maybe if we weren't left to wonder by ourselves
we could figure out exactly why we need
what we need lobotomies and chickpeas i'd
play this instrument down to my bones

but when i look i realize with great
panic that i'm still falling up so far away from
everything i've never known to a future that
coalesces like colliding constellations

i forgot to bring the wontons now the whole party
is staring at my empty hands oh hey how curious it is
that i can still feel the pressure of your hand around
mine fitting me like the glove i never knew i needed

but now i've been left alone to figure that one out
i forgot to bring the wontons
alaska jade Sep 2019
the simple touch of your fingertips on mine
the way we used to walk just a bit closer than friends do
causing our hands to bump together as if our bodies were just begging us to intertwine our fingers together
no one passing by would be able to mistake us as “just friends”
i am absurdly busy today and all i am doing is reading and writing poems. i really admire the talented people on this website, everyone’s style is so unique and gorgeous.
lua Sep 2019
hold my hand
hold it tight
don't let go
and let's watch
as the sun swallows the earth.
don't leave my side
Carmen Jane Jul 2019
We don't hold hands everyday anymore,
We always used to, as we walked along
A special day was this one, felt so free
We left our sleeping babies for once
As we walked along holding hands...

Little baby cardinal that fall from its nest,
We walked by it, when your sharp eye had spot it
And your sharp mind suggested us to keep walking...
As you thought that feeble creature has no chance,
I felt your truth, but my heart had to check
I saw it's thirst and need for food,
I saw its trembling little body,
I saw its broken wing,
I saw how it had nobody
To claim its well being,
I saw the dark, creeping around,
I knew we were the only ones,
The only souls, who could even try
To have its fate turned around…
So I picked it up and gave that creature - Hope
In the palm of my hand,
I had this power all along
We hurried to find some food,
And you made a nest out of an old  shoe box,
We feed the hungry bird together,
We smiled at its first gulps,
We felt its little heartbeats,
We made sure it has enough warmth,
We've encouraged each other
We went to sleep filled of hope.
I wish you were here
On this rainy night.
Wrapped in a warm blanket,
My head on your shoulder;
Sitting close and holding hands,
A hot cup of coffee in the other.
Cool air
playing with your moist hair
A beautiful fragrance
Drifting all about your essence
Talking of small things
Just to hear your voice
Drowning in each others attentions
Our hearts rejoice
Lovingly planted kisses
Affectionate little smiles
Endearing little giggles
My whole world in your eyes
I wish you were here
Carmen Jane May 2019
The change I want,
It will come one day to me
Surrendering
In seeing what you see

The hope, I crave,
Lays down here by my side
Please let me in
And open your arms, wide

The joy, I feel,
When I  listen to my heart,
The pain is gone
When you let down your guard
I know, one day
You'll sing this song with me
My hope for you
Is real and  you will see


Can't you see
I'm here, I'm here
I can be
So near, so near

Hold my hand
We've got this, We've got this!
Take a breath
Enjoy this willing bliss
Of us, holding hands
Say no to demands
Unless they come
From your own heart.
Shhhh...you are my sweetheart!
Carmen Jane Mar 2019
We always smile,
When we meet again.
We hug so tight,
In plain sight,
We escaped from a cruel exile
Of our daily chores.
We always smile,
As through all  our pores,
When we meet again.
With our hands clenched
Not wanting to ever let go,
Then side by side
We start to go,
To nowhere.
Usually, I always stumble
On invisible rocks,
But when we walk like that,
Side by side,
With hands clenched,
To nowhere,
You are the one
Who stumbles now
And we laugh
In unison.
Pyrrha Feb 2019
You held my hand today
I'll spend the rest of the week
Thinking of everything it could mean
Es Jan 2019
Hold my hand, take this walk with me, be my strength on every step i take. We’ll fight every other problem that arises, this time it’s not gonna be just you or me but us.
So, is it too much that I’m asking for?
-es's poetry.
beth haze Oct 2018
We took quiet steps down a lonely street
I had never stepped foot in before.
The air felt tense since it was
more than clear that you didn't feel
like talking, not anymore.
You stopped suddenly and backed me
against a wall.
We made out slowly whilst I felt
an old lady watching us from her
front steps, maybe I was just imagining her
since it was time for me to go,
I had to meet up with my friends.
Two steps forward and you stopped again
looking at me with a shy smile and
intertwined our hands.
My palms were sweaty and my rings
poked at your skin but you insisted that
you didn't care.
It was also the last time
we held hands.
- hand holding.
Inspired by a prompt from Madisen Kuhn's Instagram stories. "Write a poem about the first time you held someone's hand".
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