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PoemFalcon69 Feb 2015
An Elephant In Gray, A Pear In Hay.
Met Each Other On This Day.

An Elephant Pulled Out A Knife, A Pear Without A Wife.
Met Together With A Strife.

An Elephant In Gray, No Pear In Hay.
Left Each Other On This Day.
But The Pear Would Return...
In The Month of May

Ex Parte.
Zaahr H Feb 2015
May another man make me feel,
What you have without a single touch.

May another man make me feel,
the way you do without a word.

May i someday meet another man,
with whom i'll know in a single moment,
what i knew with you, in less than that,
and still waiting to be wrong proven.
Erin Lee Dec 2014
May
Between April and June is a month called May,
Where the sun is shining every single day,
Where the birds are singing,
And the church bells are ringing.

Why is May so wonderful you might ask?
Just take a moment and its secret we’ll unmask,
May is the perfect time to just decide
To go to and fro with the changing tide
To follow your dreams without any fears
To have your worries just disappear.
To sing along to a beautiful song,
To dance to the music like nothing is wrong,
To give your heart to the one you love,
To soar alongside the skies above,
To go and spend precious time with friends,
To wish that this time of year would never end.
An old poem I wrote about the lovely month of may
Lunar Dec 2014
my fingertips may be rough
but i'd still hold you with care
i may be selfish
but since you're special, i'd share
i may be pessimistic
but i'd give you hope
i may be too clingy
but i wouldn't bother

you may be not interested
and my heart may be broken
but i'd still love you
with all the pieces of it
???
Jacob Traver Nov 2014
May
There quiet you lay
Body cold as wintered day
Hurting in silence
Subject to violence
Waiting for the coming of May.
Trey Evans Nov 2014
Lord,
I know I’m nowhere near your model image
For what a good human is
I come here with nowhere left to turn
Exiled from my home
Ridiculed for trying to change
My devilish looks turning strangers away
My reforming person unaccepted by family

Tonight I weep
For what I was born into
And not being able to change
Into something you see fit
My tears,
Burning the very ground I walk on
Hoping for redemption
Praying for forgiveness

I’ve never asked for anything
But now?
I need answers
Answers to questions I’ve never been able to solve
Am I destined to be a demon?
Or can these horns form a halo?
5/16/13
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