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Ronald J Chapman Jul 2017
I believe you live in my past,
You and me floating on a rippling lake,
A warm summer breeze caressing our bare feet,
Surrounded by a mirror reflecting stars.

A long way, from today,
A long time, dreaming,
A long time, waiting,
To touch love once again.

Looking up each night at the heavens,
Struggling to see your spirit,
Looking for a bridge across time and space to your heart,

Seeing fiery stars,
Flying through space and time,
Messengers carrying memories,

Wondering if they are sending prayers to me,
From a thousand years past,

Never giving up hope,
Looking for your Soul,
In this time and place.

Seeing a ghost behind every cloud,

I raise my hands to the stars each night,
Praying my final destination is kneeling,
Before your Soul,

Floating on a silver lake,
Hearing the laughter,
From our children playing in the sunshine.

Copyright © 2017 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.
Lake Poem Recital
https://youtu.be/ZsLQK6o5LIk
M Jul 2017
Your words made an instant smash
When you moved my hand and said in time,
"Devout without a single frown".
It was you who hit me down-the-line.
Please criticize and  appreciate every opportunity you have because life is short not to love   a person
Janae Bello Jun 2017
they say that love finds a way
but mine hasn't
it's in the complete opposite direction
is my love not included?
is my love the wrong kind?
i try and i try
is that where i went wrong?
so many questions and not enough answers

what does it actually mean?
"love finds a way"
a way where?
a way to what?
how does love find anything?
is that where I'm wrong again?
i have so many questions

how will my love find it's way?
to someone else?
to someone better?
to someone who has love that will find me?
what if that love never finds what it is looking for?
then what?
you find love in yourself?
is that where i'm wrong?
i have no answers

when this love that is somehow a noun,
finds this way of love
what then?
you live happily ever after?
everything goes right from then on?
am i wrong?
i have so many questions and no answers
kayla Jun 2017
when you feel like Alice
with no rabbit hole

take a look in a looking glass
and search for your soul.

You could stare and stare
with all your might,

But at the end of the look
There’s still no you in sight.
Miss Me Jun 2017
I opened my...
And then I felt my soul leave
And never did it return
To me

I searched high
I searched sober

Then I stopped searching
Altogether
I thought when I wrote this that it was a strange one indeed! Now reading it again sometime later and looking, and hoping , and learning, I now see what I was trying not to. (****** abuse)
Jacob Jun 2017
Do you spend nights wondering about the all things you could've been?
I barely know you and yet I did all the things I did
I settle in these thoughts, thinking I shouldn't have meddled in
But you gave me a call saying you regret letting me in
It's funny, you're not the only one with a past
You see a smile on my face, and all the green in my grass
Halos and wings is what you think I have
But what you see is an act, everything is a mask
Don't you ever tell me you're too broken for me
I got pieces of broken mirrors I'm never willing to see
I couldn't tell you this the other day, I know you wouldn't believe
But you're perfect for me, there's not a thing you need
But no matter what I tell you, I swear you never listen
All you say is I wouldn't get it
"You don't know me, just forget it"
I know you're brokenhearted with a lot of regrets
I know you've been trying to fix what came to be a mess
Trying to sew together of whatever is left
We're both just two emotional kids trying to feel something again
I wrote you a text but I never got the courage to hit send
It's hard to tell you that I've been through it too
I know when you're trying to be together but ending up breaking as two
You begin believing in someone so much you don't know what to do
To a point you're looking at a mirror, asking yourself, are you really you?
Your insecurities trying to find security
Start giving them a love you never really had like it's a piece of charity
I don't want to hear another promise, I just want you to have some clarity
I don't know where I was going with this. But to anyone who needed to hear this out, good luck.
John Niederbuhl May 2017
I'm watching the wind
Looking for you
I listen for your voice
In the wind
Day after day
I'm searching and hoping
When will it bring you to me?

I'm watching the wind
On the sidewalks
As it moves along
Past the shops
I'm straining to hear
When it swirls in the street
When will it bring you to me

I'm watching the wind
At sunrise
When the light makes shapes
On the wall
I dream of your face
When a breeze stirs the drapes
When will it bring you to me?  

I'm watching the wind
For you hands and expression
Your shoulders your brow
And your walk
To hear what you'll say
When I first hear you speak
Oh! when will it bring you to me?
Carlyy Apr 2017
You
There are songs about you
Poems and stories too
I have never met you
Not sure I'd want to

If I were to never meet you,
I'll throw away my hopes
of becoming a "we"
The story of us won't ever be
                                            
                                            I want you
                              But I will convince myself
                                          I'm better off
And I don't know
who or where you are
Do I find you or do you seek me?
Do "we" ever become more than ourselves

Why do I feel like this?
Are you even out there?
Everyone has (a) you...
                                             Where's my you?



«c.h.b»
I believe in soul mates and I'm so ready to meet mine, it hurts. My  belief may be fading. (Idk how to italicize or bold my text...help)
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