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Jenny Gordon Jul 2016
Happily he deals very gently and understandingly with me.  I love him.



(sonnet #MMMMMDCCXCV)


Not mists.  Thet ghostly whiteness as a veil
Down where the valley shivers in suspense,
Flirtatious winds' moist breath stale in the sense
Tis muggy ere dawn cast off Sunday's pale
Thought of more hallowed things, and in a frail
Excuse I button that blouse Mum gave thence
To me, to die as seeing her worn face hence,
Those precious eyes, and hate me in betrayl.
Oh Robert!  How I want to scream as twere
Until the universe is shattered to
Sheer nothingness.  But then as now in poor
'Scuse, no sound can come out. And I tell you
Cuz only you seem understand.  Mists tour
Forsooth, and I still breathe, pray, love you too.

24Jul16a
Not like I ever want to "get over" Mum's death.
Impulzez Jul 2016
Eni tanfe la ni
eni tani la nfe

iwo mo fe tokan mi fe
iwo mi ni tonje kinma mi

Afuruginaya
Afuruginaya

ina sonki
ina sonka

Ohun ti o gan iye ni ohun ti
o padanu, ko ohun ti o ni

mo ni ikan ti mo fe
mo ni ikan ti mo fe

@joecuji
What you really value is what you miss, not what it is
Helen May 2016
when he could no longer
face the outside world
she came to his bedside
built a fortress of covers
under which they could hide
a world he was comfortable in
there she will live with him
until he's ready to look outside
ICN Oct 2015
I guess,
That after you
I just didn't know
How to feel,
Or what to do.

I guess,
That I won't be able to fill
This empty slot
That's taken up my soul.

I wonder,
If my head and my heart
Will ever love the same,
After loving you.
I don't think so
ZT Jun 2015
Change is inevitable
They say
But this is questionable
I dare say

Past, present, future
had, is, might
a certain change of words
yes you will see

In past there exists an -ed
Add this and it'll be history

The present presents us with -ing
Add this and it'll be a present thing

To the future that is a mystery
You need to add a certain uncertainty
Might, Could, Would it can be

But change is not for me
The past, the present, the future
Is just but mere words for me
I have something that'll never change for sure

Now I will tell you
I have not loved
I do not love
I will not love
Anyone but you
And this was
this is
this will
Always be true

I have loved you
I love you
and I won't let a concept of mystery change that
for the future is just a change in time
And my love for you is already defined
My love is not a function of time
So it will never changed by times
So my love will always be for you

past, present, future participle might change
but still it will always be you
I tell you that's true

I told you
I am telling you
I will tell you
I love you
Mark Lecuona Feb 2015
you found flowers inside my head
because you watered me with kindness
so gentle
that breezes blow
following the trace of my veins
along-side my mistaken beliefs
what is dark is evil
what is inside conspires
becoming vines
clinging desperately to who we are
but you changed all that
effortlessly
opening me up to you
with whispers so fragile
I became rigid
so each goose bump could set sail
to the cool air of your love

— The End —