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HoneyPotter Jan 2018
If only I'd said the words
what my heart wants to convey,
I bet we are now both happy
singing our songs together.

If only I have clearly shown
how my feelings are sincere.
Perhaps you're still here
Smiling at me so clear.

If only I had said honestly
that our feelings are mutual
I wouldn't regret that day
and writing this poem.

If I could have the chance
to fall in love again
I wouldn't be the same coward
I'll be one step forward.
Fox Friend Nov 2017
Can you even imagine how powerful I'd be if I loved myself even half as much as I wish you loved me?
Mary Frances Oct 2017
I long...
                      For you to hold my hands
                      while doing everything we planned.

                                For you to whisper in my ears
                                as you drive away my fears.

                      For you to be my light
                      Every time darkness covers my sight.

                                For me to listen to your heart's beat,
                                each moment we meet.

As much as I want this, reality strikes and it's hard to dismiss.
That even if I know this is all wrong, it's still you I always long.
Delta Swingline Apr 2017
"Rereading her texts doesn't bring her back from the dead."


And I'm dead anyways. So read my texts all you want.

Somebody pick a fight with me. Set this all ablaze and watch the photos burn.

No.

I can't do that. I will not give the world the satisfaction of being right about me. That I'm this monster...

Rereading her texts doesn't bring her back from the dead.

But she's not dead.

So let me rephrase:

Rereading her texts... doesn't bring her back.
Cowardice is my middle name.
Delta Swingline Apr 2017
It’s hard to believe that something shining so bright could be so far away from where we are. To think that something like the moon or the stars seems closer to us than it is. And we’ve been there, we’ve been to the moon. Isn’t that amazing? And yet we still look up at the dark night sky…

Looking for something...

What that is, I don’t know. But I guess you see something in that sky right? Whether or not you’re searching for something up there is up to you.

But hey, that sky looks amazing doesn’t it?

So maybe you’ve got a wish to throw up there along with the other shooting stars. And I wish you the best of luck with that.

So keep stargazing if you must, maybe a shooting star will appear for you. I hope it does. And hey, maybe something will happen up there, you just have to keep watching to find out. Thanks for finding my letter.

~Letter Writer
I haven't seen the stars for the longest time. Not even in Paris...
Soeka laborde Oct 2016
If I had a wishing rock
I'd wish for so many things
I'd wish castle or a golden bird that sings
I'd wish for a meadow filled with creatures
So I can watch nature go by
I'd wish for eternal life
So I'd never die.

If I had a wishing rock
I could wish for lots of things
I could wish for luxurious riches
Or really shiny blings
I could wish for a mansion with a pool and lots of cars
I could wish for a rocket ship to take me amongst the stars

If I had a wishing rock
I would definitely wish for love
One from another
And one from the father above
I would wish for someone to kiss and hug
So that I could fly on the wings of a dove

But I don't have a wishing rock
So I can't wish for these things
All I can wish for
Is that , to my heart,
Joy you'll bring

                *La Vida Love
Pauline Morris Sep 2016
Is a desperate wish the heart makes
In want, of correcting life's mistakes
The Mellon Sep 2016
I have a crush
That is the fact of it

If she were you,
By you I mean reading this
I would blush

I don't really want you knowing how I feel.
Sorry not sorry.

How would you react?
Probably poorly.

I fear you would isolate
You wouldn't have to run
You live to far away.

But then because I am foolish I would try to win your heart.
I might as well try if you're hear

I would tell you that I love you like the moon loves the waters.
Even though both are pulled by the more practical sun,
They yearn for each other in matrimony

That's not good enough.

I would love you like a butterfly loves a flower
It does not concern itself with the circumstances around the flower.
It just lands because it knows it's where it belongs

That was bad

I love you in the way that I love you
This meaning I would love you till
Death do us part
I would help you threw
Good and bad
Happy and sad
I would love you like no person can

But you wouldn't fall for me.
I'm far to much of who I am.
storm siren Sep 2016
why
Why am i so far
away
constantly?

I cannot
always breathe
or always think
or always feel

and I am not
one to disassociate
when there's still something worth
associating with.

but I ask why,
why am I like this?
why do I hide
curl into a ball
sob incoherently.

when I know perfectly well
why.

you curl into a ball to protect your face
to hide your vulnerable parts
loud noises make me flinch
loud voices make it worse.

conflict sends me spiraling
I can see my carefully
constructed
sanity
slipping away.

I'm a fraud.
I construct fallacies.
falsehoods about being sane
and good
and kind.

about having a moral compass
that always points north of wrong.

I am cruel within my judgments
I am jealous and snarky.

I am quick to jump
to conclusions
and assumptions.

I cry too easy,
I anger too quickly.

I am an unstable inferno,
either constantly burning at a calm lull
or blazing and consuming
all in my path.

I am a storm siren,
and within the rain and winds
that bring the fall of man,
watch the chaos
descend.

and if only/
if only/
the woodpecker sang
the bark on this tree
was just a little bit softer

if only/ if only
sang the wolf from below.

I would like
the rain
to stop.
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