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Grey Dec 2019
All I want for Hanukkah is
for you to be happy.

All I want for Christmas is
for you to be loved.

All I want for Kwanzaa is
for you to be safe.

All I want for New Years is
for you to promise me
that you won't give up this year.
Happy Holidays :)
Thinking Doc Dec 2019
A mist descends upon me,
Like a kiss from the sky.

And you are far away, between us
A thousand miles and rivers.
Mountains outstretch their arms,
Into the plains.

I am still sitting here, untouched by the world,
Gently caressed by Time and every moment
Away from you, Is wasted.

Music enters my ears but is silenced
By memory, your voice gently drowns it,
Till all around me is a shadow
And only your lips are real.

My eyes wish for rest, the mist still descends,
I will walk no more, I will wake no more,
I welcome this end, this quiet silence,
Sleep is when I see you again.
A lovenote for someone I love.
Path Humble Dec 2019
for she who loved me vainly

vainly
in a way that produced the result she undesired,
my response harsh and swift,
her fan-tasy has no place on serious battlefields

those poem are battlefronts mine,
that are the numbered chapters in
My Revelations

still, she still reads my poetry

think on it, it’s confusing,
my unkind cut that came from deep anger,
it was outed but not for her, because of her
but for me

for to love
permission must be asked and both
given

and the line is wavy but 100% solid.

but reading my poetry, is that a violation as well?

my poems are me inside out.


but if you look in me deepest,
forgiveness is there,
not seeking contact,
but hate
is inconsistent
with walking a
path humble
-elise- Dec 2019
i was crying earlier,
again.

we talk into each other’s eyes.

        suddenly you
        reach out &
                         c  
                         a    
                         t  
                         c
                         h
                          as it
                               f a l l s

hold it against my cheek.
your fingers are rough and wet -

& i become full as a droplet of
                                              r a i n.
Katerina Landon Dec 2019
I have got a burning desire
To look at the world's greatest sins
To cleanse all of them by the fire
Find the courage to see what it means

To be close and be vulnerable, human
Open up and not shut people off
To enjoy when the flowers are blooming
And find out what it means to be loved.
Alice Nov 2019
How can you tell if someone is going to
stay by your side? What are the warning signs
that show you it'll only end in pain?
Where is the road map to a healthy relationship?
I'm so tired of betting on the good in people.
I'm so tired of being understanding.
I'm so ******* tired of going to bed every
single night, wondering if I'm still loved.
3:47 AM and I still can't fall asleep
Serendipity Nov 2019
I hope to be
one of those people
who never lets you forget:
you are loved.
Panoply Nov 2019
with my head in the clouds
i wonder when I’ll hurtle back down
into the godforsaken ground
where most people live
with reality, safe and sound
yet me, i liked to dream impossibly
of how my mother’s sharp edges
would melt into soft clay
of how arms clad with armour
would cradle me, make me calmer
or how someone would look at me
and be desperate to see my vulnerability
as if i was a painting in a museum that
they wanted to look at endlessly
Alec Llaneta Nov 2019
The Prince, my Prince

Everyday you sought out an Atlas
And everyday he carried the eternal’s weight
If you call listening, carrying

1 of 12, 12 labours
Head to the ground, body stripped in apology
So that others may look to the stars

A debt owed, now a debt paid
A happy debt  

The Greek remembers with stories
The Roman remembers with dates
People dismiss him with smile and thanks
I don’t, I remember

Your heart, in stone, cracked
A kiss lasting a lifetime, a kiss for two

The Prince, my Prince

The Swallow, my Swallow

‘Will you not stay with me for one night, and be my messenger?’
‘Will you not stay with me one night longer?’
‘Will you not stay with me one night longer?’

Yes
‘Do as I command you’


And so everyday he took the place of Prometheus
Giving fire to humans
As giving light to those lost in this dark, dark world

Eurydice, Eurydice, my dear Eurydice, you went too soon
I sing this song, in hopes that the Gods look favorably on me  
Wish granted, time short, rain is all I see  

Time for a kiss, not kisses
Sweet, short, sorrowful

The Swallow, my Swallow
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