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Vic Sep 2019
I really don't know anymore.
A "poem" every day.
i will worth
that great wealth

to be wide of her
as the rich one

heard me
noticed me

how i talked
about her

he spies
he sends eyes

until he sees
he loves

he tells the offers
and i had chances

to be rich
or have her smart

but i love her
i let her know

any more
she does know
me

i become wide
i do not take that amount
which makes absent
to any mind
the man loves her, he wishes every good to who beloved. and he can sacrifice for
Valentia Sep 2019
another sleepless night
muddled heart,
muddled mind.

i'm losing myself and
it's all your fault

i don't care about
anything else just
fall
in love with me already

i can't
take
it
anymore
hazem al jaber Sep 2019
You don't know ...

you don't know ...
how i do ...
how i feel ...
about you ...
your name ...
i keep ...
always in my mind ...
since i wake up ...
every day ...
to hear your name ...
calls me ...
to follow you ...
there where you lay ...
you don't know ...
how do i get crazy ...
about you ...
since your name calls me ...
to follow you ...
and to start draw your eyes ...
into my brain ...
o .. oh ...
wish you know ...
how do i feel ...
how do i live ...
without you ...
but ,,,
Oh ...
you don't know ...


hazem al ...
Erian Rose Sep 2019
I know you don't like me
You don't like guys like me
But I like you
more than you'd ever know
I guess friends are all we'll ever be.
Bhill Sep 2019
How do you know
Was it ever enough
What thundered feeling into your life
Did the accepted circumstances ****** you
You were always outside of the limited space
Limited by the imprisoning power of mindless perceptions

How did you know?

Brian Hill - # 228
Do you know if you know or how you know?
Colm Sep 2019
The goal is not
To write as your most exaggerated self
No
The goal is to write the least like yourself
And the most like the feeling
Which you now know
The goal, no, the feeling is now
ClawedBeauty101 Sep 2019
Now
I
Can
Know...
Openly...

What it was you felt when that final day came
Now I can admit that I have experienced the same
No regrets
But now I get it and now I see it
nothing can be promised... and nothing and guaranteed...
Sorry Nicko it took so long
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